unarticulatedtonight I ask myself:unarticulated6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
where are you going with all these names
in your pockets? syllables that taste
unauthentic in the desperate American
repression is a series of images
earthbound angels breathing
flame, starving hands speaking
in tongues, glazed eyes
asking are you fucking okay
pale skin becoming moonlight,
reflecting and refracting and
the quiet understatement
Injectedmy midnight thoughts are scratchy like old recordsInjected4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pauses, cracks, holes - rips in sanity
jumping to conclusions that have no reason
how could i blame the needle? how dare i
pin a fault on the syringe that keeps me alive
(although they say it dulls your eyes, kills my spark)
disjointed, unconnected, an unfinished puzzle
emotionally blank and missing seventeen pieces.
and don't lie to me; love can't complete
a broken toy like me. but don't worry, love -
i always carry my own little repair kit
(but sometimes my hands are too shaky to inject)
i've forgotten what it was to fear god and death
or to wish for better things; shooting stars
always seem to ignore me, anyhow.
they leave me wondering what i ever said,
what i did to lead myself down this kind of road.
(mother told me i only have myself to blame)
if it's my fault, then i only have one person
that i can apologize to; myself, and i try -
but i'm sorry, i think you've gone too far
to ask for redemption of any sort now.
how can i ever a
Once Upon a Carcass,I loved her like the flaws in barbed wire;Once Upon a Carcass,11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it stung. & I needed to take her castle ribs-
but I was jealous of heaven.
She spoke through her bones.
She: a beautiful decay
draped along my apartment,
& the mess of my mouth.
When she left,
I cried big ugly tears
for the First Aid of her
I needed Draco.
I needed her.
“Is it sweet?” She meows even still
with all my self-doubt.
This thing, I must not feed it-
As I still long to leave galaxies
along the length of her entire bed.
general romancemy spine is what's softgeneral romance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and hands are the cold
being under my skin
lips are the
the vacant ears,
and even though
rain does not come
every season, fingers
are the pattering
to my skin
Juvenile -English Ver.-Juvenile -English Ver.-5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Juvenile English Adaption
And Ive just found Im addicted to you
I love the way you feel turn me on more
Kagamine Rin, in the place to be
Be-together ring, do doubt
Turn it up, Turn it up
Hand-in-hand over time, meeting each other eye-to-eye
Can I trust in this strange and newborn feeling?
Dont you ever let me go, or wander from me to and fro
Now I know that a lovely night is about to begin
Shes the cutest girl that I know in her class
If I want to get her email should I just ask?
Maybe I am a kinda cool guy
Theres no need for me to be acting kinda shy
Yeah, I think I am handsome, really
I chose my clothes carefully, good enough surely
Although I know I am a still little scrawny
Im growing up, my peak is starting soon already
Yet I find this situation kinda awkward
I cant tell if this love is really it
But were going out together arent we?
We should be able to walk arm-in-arm eas
Heartbeats MiyaKai OneshotThump.Heartbeats MiyaKai Oneshot7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
We are but transient beings, born to die. Our hearts beat only so many times, our lungs labor only so many years. Our thoughts, our feelings, our ideas- all numbered, all weighed. We sit in the palm of something far beyond ourselves, something so much bigger than who we are that most quake at the very thought. Each and every life is recorded, beginning to end, in the greatest book never written.
Each chapter, each entry just a mere moment in time.
Worlds collide. Eyes meet. A pre-ordained encounter. The two musicians never stood a chance. Fate, you say? Perhaps. But what reason is there in arguing the point when two hearts find a tandem? Shattered pieces can be put back together, given time and the patience to master the work.
Ever the shy one, Kai stayed in the shadows, hid in the back of the crowd. His smile remained firm, but his heart oh, his heart- beat out a rhythm even he could not match behind his drums. He was a
Personal ErosionPerspective bends and morals breakPersonal Erosion4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every person has their price
Silken ribbons wrap a sweet mistake
It hurts too much to think twice
Looking back on mistakes may bring pain
With our hearts we are too passive
Poorly thought our choices leave a stain
Dormant impact will be massive
Every scarred pretender wears a mask
Many live their sweet illusion
Is using our heads too much to ask
Why settle for this delusion
Peer pressure coins purchase our views
But are these choices what we seek
It's become too hard for us to choose
Who can afford to be unique
The most dangerous game starts in the morning
And doesn't stop until we sleep
When disaster strikes there is no warning
So use your head before you dive deep
I KnowI know the answer to your questionsI Know4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know the secrets that you hide
I know the silent fears that stalk you
I know what fills you with pride.
I know everything that you love
I know all that you hate
I know exactly what you're thinking
(and, actually, I can relate.)
I know everything
there is to know
because I'm always
Spirit of the NobodiesSpirit of the Nobodies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life's a loaded arrowgun.
Sometimes you miss the shot.
Other times you hit point blank;
you're feelin' pretty hot.
Hot in mind, think twisted fire,
Those dancing, frenzied flurries.
Missing one who warmed you up
adding to your worries.
No worries, no problem.
Except when forced to work.
The wrong guy for the job, you are.
Tasks you'd rather shirk.
Lunar fury, blinding rage,
Let it all shine down on you.
Use that anger, feel it build.
Striking strong and true.
Play your cards right,
watch your hand.
Deal them, lay them down.
Let it stand.
Deadly plants are friendly
when led by the right guide.
Death's weapon at your side.
You're in charge,the big top dog,
nothing brings you down.
Shadows are nothing, strength is nigh.
Darkness never frowns.
Speaking smoothly, moving swift,
spearing through your foe;
six ways to make them feel the gust;
Let blood like breezes flow.
Can you see the lies before you?
Pages of dark and doom...
Wrapping illusions all around,
leave no brea
Memento Mori'Remember your mortality.'Memento Mori3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Isn't that what we all need to do?
No one is invincible, you know.
We cannot survive forever.
What if we could, however?
What would you do?
'Remember you must die.'
Everything, from an elephant to a fly.
No matter what it is,
Everything dies after it lives.
Some die too soon,
Some pass late afternoon.
'Remember you will die.'
Make the most of what life you have.
Don't waste it and cut it in half.
The depression you may have at some point will fade,
So live to see another day.
Don't mope about:
Run freely and shout!
It's everywhere, that story.
Someone dies, another lives to see
Their life gone by. Then they're history.
If you remember your own mortality,
That you will and must die,
You'll be motivated to see what I mean.
Don't cut your life short and run away from us
Nor try to find your own incubus.
If you live and see it through every day,
I'll see you again sometime next May.
Enjoy life for what it is and what you've got,
.:Risk:.:KakaSaku:. Chapter 8.:Risk:.:KakaSaku:. Chapter 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
No. No. Thank you Kakaii-sensei. Youre being so nice to me Thank you, she said with a warm smile.
How many times have I told you to call me Kakashi
Sorry Kakaii, er, Kakashi.
Silence came over us again as we hugged each other. The sun was beginning to set and the air had become colder. Her crying had ceased and she had relaxed a little bit. She looked so elegant against the pink and orange sky, it was almost unbearable. I suddenly felt the need to kiss her, to become closer to her.
Hesitantly I asked, Sakura Can you let me do something?
It depends What do you want to do?
C-can I kiss you?
I gently pulled down my mask as a smile appeared on my face. She gasped and blushed when she saw my true face which caused my smile to twist into a smirk.
I leaned forward and
Th Familiar Prison Of InfinityWhat is this lifetime being trapped here?Th Familiar Prison Of Infinity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This prison that sits on this island.
Where it's night all the time
And the dark clouds hover above all.
I can't leave
But I know that the Shore Of Broken Dreams sits quietly in front of this place.
My heart, it stops to scream
But no sound is heard.
No one comes to these gates of The Familiar Prison Of Infinity.
So here I sit in this cell made just for me.
Once it was opened and I had the chance to see beyond the cold cell walls.
I got a chance to see the sunshine.
I got a chance to meet someone.
Someone who came to me
Someone who crossed the Depressed River and Shore Of Broken Dreams
Someone who loved me
Filled my heart with glee.
I was so happy I could have died.
My lips had its' first kiss.
And my heart had its' first taste of love.
We would sit in the fresh green grass and watch the stars.
We laughed and loved.
I felt alive for the first time.
My clock of love had finally gone off.
I kissed you as much as I could
Looked into the kind eyes
there's no right way anymorei do not know why we do these things to each other.there's no right way anymore4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
our sentences lack all the proper meaning. we only say what we're feeling when we're feeling nothing at all and keep all the most important things we could ever think to say safe beneath guarded tongues. we are clever in all the wrong ways.
it's about how we do all the things we're expected to because to actually do what we want the mostthe things that scare uswould mean having to take a risk. we might need to deal with the possibility that we have something to lose by doing nothing at all.
there is a complete certainty that we've gotten content in our lonelinessin our misery. we're stuck standing still, not at all responsible for the way we function, because even our hearts just keep beating because it's committed to memorynot because we make them. not because we want them to. we are incomplete in exactly the way we want to be.
if the fact that tomorrow never arrives because it's always today means that nothin
ReunionShit! Matt kicked the door in frustration as his key failed to go into the keyhole for the third time. He was already shaking with the effort of supporting Mellos weight, and on top of that his keys had somehow ended up in his left hand.Reunion5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On the fourth try, he finally managed to get his door open. He dragged Mellos dead weight through it with him and awkwardly kicked it shut again.
The stairs were the next challenge. Matt groaned. He doubted that he outweighed Mello by more than a few pounds these days. He slipped Mellos body behind him and hauled both of his arms over his shoulders. Then he leaned forward and hoisted Mellos bulk off the ground. Pick me up, Matty, he said in shrill imitation of Mellos voice as he mounted the stairs. I blew myself up! Youve got nothing better to do than clean up my mess
I Love You 5 (Reader x Marshall Lee)I Love You 5 (Reader x Marshall Lee)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
(A/N: This is my first reader insert so just bare with me, people!)
She'll love this song, i just know it....its breaking my heart just at the look of her, what always seemed to be, tear-stained face...
it's a great way to cheer her up and confess!!! Good job, Marshall...I deserve a pat on the back...
There you are sitting on the couch in your living room...tissues everywhere...and tears constantly running down your face, you wish you could forget him, your ex-boyfriend, Greg. Your (E/C) eyes mindlessly staring the flat screen tv you had in front of you...you were sad, bored, mad, frustrated, and last but not least lonely....
"Coming!!" your voice came out a bit hoarse because of your nerve-wrecking sobs that came out every freaking five seconds, you rushed to the door wiping your tears off your (S/C) face along the way.
"Hey Marshall" you say with an ounce of enthusiasm to try to forget about 'him' for awh
Mihael KeehlMothers name?Mihael Keehl6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The red head shook his head and the doctor immediately understood.
The doctor wrote all the information down on the clip board, then motioned to the guard. He walked over to the bed and grabbed the red heads arm, pulling him up to a sitting position. Though he remained apathetic to the entire situation, he pulled his arm out of the guards grasp so he could wrap them around his small child. Do not harm the child! gasped the doctor, but the guard disregarded him, though was less rough with the red head as he hand cuffed him from the front, so he could hold his own child. The guard started pushing him out of the hospital room with the doctor following close behind. The red head held the baby closer to his chest, so he could nuzzle his nose against his sons soft pale cheek.
You do understand that you can only k
happy family.and it would make no differencehappy family.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
if these walls could
because even they know when
to keep quiet.
AliceAlice10 years ago in Horror More Like This
Alice - a girl who suffered under a mental ilness called a "Daylight Hallucination Schizophrenia". She often would go to a place called Wonderland. Wonderland indeed existed - it was real, but only in her head, not visible to others. The only one who had acess to Wonderland was Alice. When Alice was little, Wonderland was a much happier place. Alice managed there quite well, but the thing was that Alice and Wonderland where the same. They both depended on each other. So as Alice grew up, so did Wonderla
Dear MelloDear Mello…Dear Mello2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm not entirely sure where to start with this letter, since expressing my feelings has never been easy for me.
So I suppose I'll just try the best that I can. I want to start this off by clarifying one thing. I never hated you. I know that at times it might've seemed like it due to our rivalry but that was never the impression I wanted to make. In all honesty I'd always just wanted to be your friend.
But we had so many differences that I felt it wasn't worth it to try. You probably wouldn't have accepted a friendship with someone like me. All because of our little race to see who would be the next L. However...to be honest, I never cared at all about becoming L's next successor. I would've honestly given up that position if it meant I could make you happy. You'd always been more passionate about being L's successor anyways.
However, what really made it difficult to keep striving to be the next L is that the more I succeeded in it the more you hated me. Though sometimes I w
A Puzzle I Can't SolveIf I could weave my whispersA Puzzle I Can't Solve4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into your twisted neurons
Slip my feeble fingers
Through your tangled mind
Finally understand the
Man behind the curtains
Finally make sense of
Who you really are
Then if you really like me
As you've said before
Open your mind and let me see
Who I've fallen for
CanadaxReaderFast forward: Part oneCanadaxReaderCanadaxReaderFast forward: Part one2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fast forward: Part one
You glared at the text book in front of you, rubbing your tired eyes. Why was learning history so hard sometimes? It was like the authors wanted you to die of boredom before you got past the first chapter. And of course, the subject you had picked was the worst of any type of history.
Revolutions. Sure they were necessary in some ways, but seriously, there was only so much one person could read before they found themselves drooling on the book, fast asleep.
You rubbed your eyes again as the words blurred on the page. Glancing at your watch you cursed. Five minutes until the public library closed. Getting up, you stretched and sighed. Putting the books back, you walked past the head librarian and outside.
A cold wind whipped through the air, messing your hair and making your shiver. Why was is so windy on a spring day? You blinked and stopped in your tracks, turning in a slow circle.
There was no one on the stre