An anorexic game.Let's play a game, she said.An anorexic game.4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
A game where no one wins and everyone lose.
Let's see who can lose more.
I challenge you. What do you have to lose?
I looked at myself, at my reflex in the mirror and said
Why not? I only have my life to lose.
my body's slave is my mind.it's barely summermy body's slave is my mind.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but i've forgotten how to breathe;
i fall in love with strangers
before they even speak.
it's like i'm
within the pulsating crowd
like a fly trapped in a spider's web;
questions are spun
inferiority screams in my ear
& consumes all thoughts
until i can't hear
all the questions that are caught
between threads of my insecurities,
the fabric of my being -
tightening its grip
with everyone seeing
it's barely summer
but i can feel
each pump of my left ventricle
is an exertion against will,
& leaves me cripple
& frozen, still -
but feeling like i could run
before you could catch me.
i watch the moon
trade places with the sun,
racing against time,
but my day
has still not yet
Promise Me - Jean x Reader'It was hard to tell the difference between the thumping of your horses' hooves and the thumping of your own heart. Both sounds rang in your ears along with the mangled cries of people you once called your squad. You looked around, noticing that more than half of the right flank had been eaten. Your breathing quickened as you shouted for the rest of your team to keep riding, trying to get your 3-dimensional mobility gear to get behind the titan that was gaining up on you. You cursed under your breath as you noticed the lack of trees surrounding you. A gasp erupted from your throat as the wind whipped at the gash on your face. Tears stung your eyes as you looked behind you, the titan slowly closing the gap between you. You cried out and pushed your horse to go faster.Promise Me - Jean x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"[Name]! You have to keep going. You can't slow down now!" You turned your head, your eyes widening as you saw Jean. 'What is he doing here?! He wasn't assigned to Right Flank!' You thought, a bewildered look plastered
How I SpeakPoetry is how I speak.How I Speak2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My communication is weak.
Sorry if I don't talk back.
Social skills I do lack.
No understanding of what to say.
Dealing with it everyday.
So when I just say nothing,
It doesn't mean anything.
What to say I'm not sure.
My short responses do bore.
Only understood when I write.
A difference of day and night.
Take this as my apology.
It's not you. It really is me.
.horrors prey on.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
dreams, and sleep can
do nothing about it
a lamb strays
from the flock;
a wolf grins
A Sisters Broken HeartEvery time I see youA Sisters Broken Heart1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your arms around him
I loathe that insufferable sound
Of two pairs of lips
Pecking at each other
Times of friendships have faded
Enter a new era of romance
Love turns to lust and sex
Sisterhood fades away
More Than Anyone BeforeThere's never been a loveMore Than Anyone Before1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like the one you have for me.
I'm floating; I'm surrounded.
Your love is all I feel.
I just can't comprehend
Why it's bestowed upon me.
I don't deserve
Everything that you are.
But even so
I know that it's true.
You'd do anything for me.
You've already done so much.
I wish so much I could say
My love is the same,
But my hearts been broken
By a lover before.
There's so much
That I would do for you.
But I can promise you
I love you
More than I've loved anyone before.
Do you see?You see these tears?Do you see?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m not shedding them for you.
You see my smile?
I’m not grinning for you.
You see my eyes?
They aren’t lighting up for you.
You see my blood?
It isn’t burning for you.
You feel my heart?
It’s not beating for you.
You know these feelings
That keep me up till 3am?
It’s not because of you.
You see the way I make
Extravagant hand motions when I’m excited?
That’s not for you.
You feel my rage and anger?
That is indeed for you.
Do you still not see?
Do you still not understand?
After all the times
I have hurt you
And thrown you away….
You still want to be here
You still want to be by my side…
Maybe it is me who does not see…
Maybe it is me who does not understand….
That even after all those times…
You do understand
I’m not really mad at you…
I’m just upset at myself…
You’ll always be my friend…
Maybe I’ll never know why….
.sooner or later,.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the tooth fairy picks up a
hammer and chisel
If I Could DrawIf I could draw, I'd draw the world.If I Could Draw2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd draw abstract with a bunch of swirls.
I'd draw some trees and a small lake.
I'd draw the truth, as well as the fake.
I'd draw my friends and I'd draw me.
I'd draw the details of everything I see.
I'd draw the visions in my head.
I'd draw the dreams from my bed.
I'd let you see the world as I do.
I'd capture what's known by few.
There's just some things words can't show,
Some parts of my head you'll never know.
My drawings are so terribly bad.
Artistic ability, I wish I had.
A touch of loveYour cold touchA touch of love4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Makes me shiver
But the love it holds
Keeps me alive
Nothing will change this.We began as timid friends,Nothing will change this.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That grew slowly over the years.
Shadowing that also came fears.
I was always afraid to tell you,
But somewhere inside me I already knew,
That you did know what I was so afraid to say.
When I finally got the courage we did try.
Though when we did try it was short lived.
We both agreed we were too young and immature.
Then you watched me 'fall' for others,
Eventually, I watched you do the same.
I don't know about you but it tore me apart.
I'm sure my dad got sick of me talking about you.
Always giddy after seeing you and holding your hand.
Remember the times you fell asleep leaning on me?
My heart was always pounding out of my chest.
I know with out me a certain game would've never come about.
Though you have to admit, you kind of liked it,
Or you stopped it as soon as it came about.
I then furthered our distance by moving.
Making it even harder for us to even think of dating.
Recently, you've been on my mind a lot,
And from what you tell me I've been on yours
Desperation There's this desperate feeling of wantingDesperation1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
someone you know you can't have,
You can almost feel them getting closer,
So close that you can almost touch them,
You reach out,
And then they are once again out of your
A distance that you did not register before.
And you once again realize just how alone
Yet even though you know this,
You are stuck to them like spider webs
on crooked fingers,
There's no use trying to get away,
They must first destroy the webs,
And leave you in the most final way,
With a pain worse than any other.
Of what could have been and never
Imperfect WriterWords are written in a fluid motion.Imperfect Writer1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The thoughts are rushing; there’s so much commotion.
Cramps arise from within my wrist.
The story continues on without a murderous twist.
Stress has crept along my back,
For there’s something I believe I lack.
I can see the blood, the horror, and the hate.
But I cannot find whatever I expected would be great.
Every time there’s something missing,
Something that I don’t believe I’m overanalyzing.
So, I add and add and add until I find a fit,
But the unknown stretches to Beyond and I lose it.
Therefore, I make it all new again and again.
It all starts over, though, and I know I cannot win.
I dread the day when the unknown will consume everything whole,
And I’m left with another unfinished goal.
I’m an imperfect writer; that much is true.
But I’m not alone; you’re with me, too.
We, writers, all have been cursed,
For the good and for the worst.
Our thoughts are contaminated with lies,
And they expand
Summoner/ReaderYou only had two things of violet nail polish, a half full container of lip gloss, 45 bobby pins, your guitar, a large volume of a compilation of Sherlock Holmes adventures, a hair brush, your laptop, it's charger, a handful of tampons that weren't going to get you far, some deoderant, a towel, and a bag of lays chips. That was all you had in your bag and you knew that there was no fucking chance that you were going to get by one what you had in your backpack.Summoner/Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were wearing some workout clothes as you had just gotten back from the gym and were heading to teach a guitar lesson(You left your gym bag in the car) the only perks of the outfit was the sports bra and the shoes. But in the end it wasn't fashionable or cute at all, which was a major let down.
The only reason you were going to the gym was because you needed to fit that goddamn dress, your wedding dress. You were getting married in a few days. But you ran into some complications. Well it wasn't just some complicati
archipelagoyou've become some big rockarchipelago3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at sea to me, where
are your manners/ where
is your dignitas now
that you don't have the sea
rushing up to you
to be put on its knees;
i spend most nights watching
as her body slams into you,
climbs over you,
the birr from her whip
that aches to bring you down
egg her on
one.i wish you knew how muchone.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a killer you made me into -
but you'll never know,
- because you're already dead.
december.and when they take medecember.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the morgue,
will you see the difference
between my skin and the sheet?
and when they close my eyes
please be standing over me,
so that your face
will be the last thing they see.
and when those tears fall
down from your face
pour them on my lips,
so i can take you with me.
and when they look away
caress my bloodless face,
give me one last gush of
and when they bring the casket
gently tuck me away to sleep,
read me one last story
from that book atop the shelf.
and when they place me in the ground,
beneath six feet of dirt,
leave your footprints in the snow
and please don't let them melt.
and when I fall to hell
i'll be waiting at the gates,
but darling please take your time
there is no need to rush.
Roses Can Change.White roses make youRoses Can Change.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
because they remind you
To see you smile
and take the pain
from your eyes,
I'd prick each of my
and drip my blood
onto each velvet petal
that adorns the snaking vine
so that the red roses
will make you think
Flawed Canvas.Your lipsFlawed Canvas.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
all across my heart.
My blood isn't even
its a pale and dying
that bleeds onto the floor
and paints a picture
This HallA few years ago I just sawThis Hall1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A crippled man walk through this hall
He passed the mute who told me lies
About birds who swim and fish that fly
Then the mime who shouts his act
Turned to me to face his back
Pulled a knife from his gun holder
Aimed and shot me in the shoulder
The stab wound blistered like a burn
I fell to the ground and stood stern
The armless woman reached for my hand
The police were called by the mute man
When they came they arrested me
For his crimes, the mime was set free
And the blind man just there stood in awe
At what he’d seen inside this hall
My Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)Scars on the surface, on my skinMy Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Look at the wounds to know, where i've been
Throwing me against, my own walls
But I've learned to fly, when i fall
And I know my scars are only on the surface
And I know that I, I, I am not worthless
No matter how they break me, i'm unbreakable
No matter how they hurt me, i'm invincible
You know a heart
Keeps on bleeding
When it breaks it goes on beating
I, I'll keep on keeping on
'Cause my scars prove you, wrong.