The Siren's SongThree Angels marooned on an island
Feathers clipped, all flight grounded.
Lonely and longing they sing
A mournful song
To the ship on the sea.
The men entranced by the beauty
Of the song of the sirens
They steer the ship to the island.
Lonely and longing they follow
To the reef by the beach.
The sirens they sang
With all their might
To the men longing.
The beauty of their faces
Was too much to bear.
The ship caught the reef
And sunk to the bottom of the sea.
The sirens sang, the men swam to the shore
Only to be devoured, cast away on the bone littered beach.
The anger overwhelmed me.
The horror of the three Angels,
And their mournful song.
To lure men to their deaths
By their beauty.
So I went to the island
The wrath of the sea behind me,
And when they sang to me.
I felt nothing,
And I was determined to defeat them.
One sister, young in life
Smiled at me,
And my heart melted.
She sang her song of longing,
And danced the dance of life.
The other sisters jealous in rage
Tried to take me
AliasShe sits on a ledgeAlias5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Long hair waving down
It lies to you
And says never find…
She looks from on high
Long face hanging down
It laughs at you
And says never blind…
She spits at the ground
Long legs dangling down
It lands on you
And says never kind…
She speaks to your soul
Long lies trickling down
It hangs on you
And says never mind…
Don't Mourn For MeShe was in my bed, where she had been for the past few days. Despite pleas from everyone, she refused to go anywhere else.Don't Mourn For Me1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watched her sob her heart away and I almost wished I hadn’t done it. Seeing her there with so much anguish carved into her lovely face, it almost made me regret my choice, almost.
In the end, it had been worth it. The pain and the sorrow were all gone.
“Stop mourning for me,” I begged as I sat beside her, bed remaining the same under my transcendental body. She had to let go and move on.
She sobbed violently and pressed my pillow into her face, no doubt trying to breath in what little of my scent remained.
“It hurts too much,” she said through choked breaths. “Sometimes it feels like you’re still here,” she quietly added as her sobs began to subside. It seemed like that thought brought her comfort.
“I know sweetie but you have to move on,” I told her in a gentle voice. “It’s not your f
You have to know pain to....Sometimes you have to fall apart.You have to know pain to....7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have to bleed out,
In order to have the courage to shout.
Against the darkness.
You have to know what it's like,
To feel disconnected,
To be best friends with your anxiety,
Because it's the only thing to keep you company.
Because you've never felt so lonely.
Even though you're surrounded in a sea of noise,
Which drowns out your voice.
As you choke,
On society's noose
You're afraid to cut it loose.
Because you don't know what others will think of you.
You have to know depression.
You have to know what it's like to be alone.
You have to know what it's like to be silenced.
In order to appreciate breathing,
And to fall in love with colors.
After being blind,
For all of that time.
And only being able to see memories,
In order to appreciate a person's presence.
And the feeling,
When you finally find a friend.
Who will stick with you until the end.
And not judge you for your scars.
But loves who you are.
Do you really want to know?Do you really want to know?Do you really want to know?7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Know that I am fading.
Do you really want to know?
That I am slowly breaking.
I am not sure how much time,
I have until I'll pull this trigger.
I just want the night to be over.
But what's the difference,
When morning is no better?
When even the light,
Enough to chase away the dark.
I Just Have to Open My EyesMaybe if I close my eyesI Just Have to Open My Eyes5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It will make the monsters go away.
Maybe if I can't see,
I can hide from it.
I don't want to see,
The day that daddy left.
Or the day that you broke my heart,
The same way he did.
And used the fragments to make art.
If I can't see,
You walk away.
Maybe I can forever live inside this memory.
Of you and me together,
When I was still happy.
Maybe if I don't open my eyes,
I won't see mother cry.
But I have to eventually,
I have to look at the ruins that are left.
So I can find the pieces of everything,
That was broken.
And I have to see these tears,
To know that my fears.
And they hurt.
And that I can still feel something.
That I do still have a heart.
I can mend it,
Stitch it back together.
I just need to open my eyes.
Don't Scream It's late. You're tired from a long day and decide to sleep; rest your mind. You change into something comfortable and slip into your bed. Of course, you don't check under the bed or in your closet. Monsters aren't real; they haven't been since you were younger.Don't Scream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your eyes begin to close, slowly but surely, as you drift to sleep. Every internal guard you may have built around your mind is retracting; everything you want kept out is silently creeping in as well as anything you want kept in is gradually oozing out. Your wonders, fears, hopes, despairs, displayed. You're vulnerable. Subconsciously realizing this, you wrap yourself in the blanket, hoping for some kind of protection. It won't help though.
Your breathing continues at a steady pace, slightly faster than your breathing when awake. You shift in preparation of the long hours ahead. Silence.
Your mind, still slightly aware, registers the light tapping at the window as a branch blown by the wind. The qui
I am only humanYou told me that I am like paper,I am only human8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tear and crumble too easily,
But you don't know what it's like to be tortured daily.
I wish they'd see,
That I am a human being.
That I have emotions and feelings.
That their words have made me lose my sense of meaning.
You've robbed me of my self esteem.
You've made me forget how to breathe.
And every day you smother me,
With words and punches that leave scars people can't see.
They told me that i am better off dead,
I can't seem to get a grip on my reality.
Maybe I might listen to what they said.
But I'll carry on without a single word.
Because like I said I am a human being.
And I am scared of the world,
And what they might think if I told them how much I am breaking,
How much I am shaking,
Make this stop.
Block out their noise,
I am screaming just so people can hear my voice.
And I am saying,
Somebody save me.
FrostHe looked timidly down the street. It was, like the ten previous times he’d checked, empty. Devoid of any and all human life.Frost1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
But not empty, no. There were the bodies remaining still. No one had come to clean them up- or more likely, those who came had perished too, contributing generously to the rising pile.
He kept walking, stepping over silent faces, over mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters. Over all the faces of the innocents smited in the greens and yellows of life.
The City had died, that much was visible from a glance. Bodies were strewn over streets, park benches, in libraries and coffee shops, in cars and buses and skyscrapers and apartments. But the decay hadn’t set in yet, oh no. The butchery had ended, but the processing hadn’t yet begun. The ungodly stench was only just starting to leak out into the crisp air.
And the frost was everywhere. The white frost, they had called it. The frost that didn’t melt. Come from the sky to punish you, free
Redefine EmotionWould it be too obviousRedefine Emotion10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I were to curl up in the corner,
And hide my red face
Whilst tears refuse
To be cried?
Or is it already obvious
Because of the smiles
I wore just hours ago?
Do people know,
And just reply with silence?
Or are people this oblivious,
And ignore this?
Is is too obvious
When the talkative
Is it too obvious
When the happiness
Is it obvious at all
Or is humanity not meant
To possess enough sympathy
To wonder about my being
Since I'm just as human as they
Do you want me to scream
An apology across the room
And claim I'm only moody,
When my brain
Is going haywire?
What do you want
When my depressed head
Is telling me to smile
In the glee of life?
How am I supposed to act
When I'm depressed and elated
All at once,
YouIt's youYou10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
It's always you...
"I can see it when I close my eyes; you and I together. I hear you laugh and I can feel your hand in mine. Cliché? Probably. But that's how it is. I don't know how, why or from where, but some things just happen. And this time, I'm glad of it. I regret every day of my life I didn't love you, and I'll spend the rest making up for it."
It's always been you
And it always will be
Imprisoned...“Yeah… she’s fine… good care of her… don’t worry…”Imprisoned...1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
My eyes snapped open to the sound of a certain voice outside the door.
Just like always, my eyes were greeted by darkness and my body was shrouded with the familiar cold I’d gotten accustomed to. Summoning the last bit of strength I had left, I pushed myself up from my fetal position on the floor. I staggered to my feet and felt around the room, keeping one hand on the wall to steady myself and the other in front of me to feel my way around the pitch black darkness.
Where’s the door?! Where is it? I silently screamed in desperation.
After several moments passed, I realized that I wasn’t getting anywhere (obviously, since I was still being kept prisoner.)
I closed my eyes.
I thought about just where I was and tried to figure out where was the location of the door, based on the last time I saw the basement with my own two eyes.
Umm, right in front of me? <
Judgementi sat there and watched you withJudgement1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
tears prickling my
but i dared not to cry
not with them looking right at
their eyes showed a horrible judgment
that seemed to swallow me
the darkness of the aura
around them sucked
oh god i hated them.
the first man questioned you
he didn't care what happened to
he wanted this to be over
his words were at a drone
he filed the papers before him
as if he had nothing
better to do
i know what he thought of
i clenched my fists
i wouldn't hold anyone’s hand
as i watched this unfold.
the woman cared
she cared about what happened
she knew what she wanted
her tone was that of a
mother who's child
she wanted the truth
but she wouldn't believe
the one we gave her
it was plain to see
i gritted my teeth
i wanted to scream but that
wouldn't help anything.
the last man wanted to get
the truth out of you
his eyes were not kind
but his words were und
Weeping WillowI met a tired weeping willow,Weeping Willow11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Quiet and sad and incredibly still,
Rested upon grass green and a hill,
The willow sighed and billowed,
It told me to be careful with love,
For with it I could not fly above,
I asked how love could ever hurt,
He said they will love you then treat you like dirt,
I wish I had taken this advice,
I careI do not careI care1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
if you are Black, White, Yellow, Red, or Brown
You could be the rainbow itself
And I would still look at you as a human being
And all beings are beautiful
I do not care
if you are from Ireland, Iran, India, or Israel
you could come from rich or poor
And I would still look at you as a human being
All all being are beautiful
I do not care
if you are Christian, Atheist, Jewish, Buddhist, or Catholic
you could believe in anything you like
And I would still look at you as a human being
And all being are beautiful
I do not care
if you are Straight, Bisexual, Asexual, Demisexual, or Gay
you can fall in love with whoever you like
And I will still look at you as a human being
And all beings are beautiful
But I do care if you are alive, so please try to stay
I promise that life will get better, and that life is beautiful
I may be unable to help, but I will still look at you and think
My life precious giftGrandma is my life's precious gift,My life precious gift10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Someone that we will treasure and love forever.
Grandma is someone who cares,
someone who is always loving, to all her family.
A mother, a sister, a grandma too.
A life special gift that God created.
My Grandma always showed love,
who always believed in everyone.
She was a blessing to have,
She's was a treasure like no other.
The warm feeling of love,
that she always gave to her grandchildren
I wouldn't want anybody but you,
And that's why I am so thankful
that life picked you for me.
What's Happening?"She seems like a whore"What's Happening?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
"You're kind of bitchy"
People say I'm--
"He's cheating with you, isn't he?"
What are you--
"You act like such a slut"
I haven't even--
"You sure you're not a lesbian"
"God, you're so lazy"
I am not! I--
"You never take anything seriously!"
Maybe, but I--
"You're, like, a 9 on the scale"
"You're so nice all the time"
"I never knew you were so deep"
There's a lot of--
"You're what this place is missing"
You really think--
"You're always so optimistic"
Well, yeah, I--
"Everyone loves you"
"I think you'll go far"
I dont know--
You ask me what I'm talking about
When I seem so so confused
Why won't you just make up your mind, everybody
It's not like I've got something left to lose
I'm beaten down and brought back up
Now, every single day
Is this some sick tric
Rescue TeamShe called me because I lived right downstairs. She called me because she knew I wouldn’t call her parents. She called me because she hadn’t called in three months, and she knew that if she called me, crying, blubbering, watering the receiver with her tears and blood, I would come running anyway.Rescue Team2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She was hunched up on the kitchen floor, her arms wrapped around her legs, her eyelashes wrapped around her bloodshot eyes. She looked up at me as I dropped the key I had never given back into my pocket. Her feet and hands were bloodied and full of cuts.
She said nothing as I crunched my way over the broken glass to her and hunched down, balancing on the balls of my feet. She looked down.
“What did you do?” I asked, looking around the messy kitchen, filled with shards of glass and broken plates. I noticed she was holding the phone in one hand and a champagne glass in the other. The only intact one left, I observed from my place facing the open cupboards and empty sh
Sleep"Sleep."Sleep2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes wide open.
"Go on, just...sleep."
No, You can't.
"Stop it! Just get tired!"
I'm not listening to you.
"Enough already! Let me sleep!"
No, I'll just listen to you rant.
These never ending arguments,
go forever, on and on.
Until I decide to give up,
Until I realize hope is gone.
I stay awake night after night,
Not knowing what to do.
As my head becomes too heavy,
And things around me lose their hue.
My head is spinning rapidly,
I know I need to close my eyes,
But in my head I still keep spinning
I will be awake, my fear will rise.
Turning around again and again,
and the voices keep taunting me.
"you can't sleep, oh that's too bad,
But I'm still not going to let you be."
I don't understand what's going on,
I'll never rest again.
I sit back up
I lay back down
This cycle never ends.
I try to make myself calm down,
But nothing ever works anymore.
I end up staring at my door.
Pacing from corner to corner,
Not knowing what else to do n
My heart is still beating.Memories that dance inside my head,My heart is still beating.8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spinning and twirling with their partners,
Of all my dead friends.
They sing me sweet lullabies,
Before I fall asleep,
Of you before you said goodbye.
They send me moments of breathing in the fresh air,
Feeling the breeze through my hair.
Of warm sun on my skin,
And beautiful sunsets,
At the day's end.
They send pangs of anxiety,
Taking me deep into my past,
Reminding me that the warm, happy, sunny days,
Never really last.
They send me hope,
Telling me of all the times I've survived,
Even when I had been dead inside,
There was a spark that was revived.
And kept me alive.
My favorite memories,
Are of perfect, happy, bliss,
When everything is okay.
And I would blow a kiss,
At the sun saying goodbye at the end of the day.
Because I am just happy to be breathing
Even if that means sometimes falling and bleeding,
Because it means,
My heart is still beating.
BlindImagine your life, like a light,Blind1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Having a parent with no sight,
And at a young age, you'll know your own way home.
To guide and to see,
Your life would soon be,
And your life getting less and less bright.
Friends making jokes,
About the non-seeing folks,
And you sit in your seat, in tears.
Trying to lend you a hand,
They just don't understand,
That the pain comes from words they spoke.
Though instead, think of whose life must suffer,
Images growing much rougher,
And they can't see their child's own face.
With bumped and bruised knees,
From such, normally, avoidable injuries,
Their skin and bones simply tougher.
The colors of anything, even the color of your eye,
Or maybe those boring old birds in the sky,
Your parent can't experience at all.
While you partially hope the trait isn't genetic,
Your heart is feeling quite sympathetic,
For the one you love, who suffers, never having hurt a fly.
And then....that's when you ask, why?
SpeechlessHow the hell can I makeSpeechless2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
See that everything you say
Everything you do
And although I’m not perfect
And I am trying
To find some sense of
But you’re making it
Pretty damn difficult
And I realize there’s
I can say to get through to you
Because nothing has worked yet
And all I want is
But you have taken that
All away from
Number One Apprentice - Randall AscotLuke sat on one of the many benches that littered the museum, watching his own feet as he swished them back and forth in a vague attempt to keep himself amused. Sadly, nothing could detract from the fact that he was very bored right now.Number One Apprentice - Randall Ascot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It wasn't that he had to come to these talks very often, as usually his dad would leave him at home, but sometimes his mum would be away and there'd be no one to look after him, so he'd have to come. Which is what had happened today.
He didn't understand why his dad was still so obsessed with listening to famous archaeologists blather on about what new facts they'd discovered after looking at some fossil that someone else had dug up a decade or more ago. Clark was the mayor of a town now, not an archaeologist. But apparently he'd been one of the best students in his year when he was at college and still wanted to show a keen interest.
This was an interest that Luke did not share. Having been to this museum so many times that he practically knew every e
Jack FrostIt's coldJack Frost1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can see my breath
It floats away from me
Hangs in the air above my head
I watch as it rises
I am becoming nothing
Floating away from reality
Like wisps of smoke
Like winter's breath
It's so cold
It is settling in my bones
I can feel the icy claw
Digging its way through my marrow
Rendering my joints immobile
I am forced to lay here
Staring up at the moon
It's so bright it is blinding
It shouldn't be this cold
But it is
And that's when I see him
His hair is a glowing silver
His eyes electric blue
His skin is pale as the snow
That's surrounding me
He is the most handsome man I have ever seen
No, he is beautiful
"Come with me."
He says the words
Yet his mouth never moves
He speaks into my mind
"Come with me."
He reaches out his frostbitten hand
I want to reach up and take it
But something is urging against it
Something, alive, inside me
Is screaming don't do it
I stare into those electric blue eyes
And I love them
I love the frozen ghost hover
Drowning AgainYou're going to leave me, aren't you?Drowning Again3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inject the heartbreaking pain into my body.
The pain that you said you'd never make me feel.
I can feel you distancing yourself from me.
While I stay silent and be confused.
Watching you stray away without chasing you.
Too afraid to ask what's wrong.
Dreading the answer to be of me being the problem.
Me becoming nothing but annoyance to your daily life.
Lost of interest as you realize I'm full of nothing but issues.
It's hard letting someone remove you from underneath the water.
Reviving you to try showing you life at a better angle.
Only to eventually throw you back into the deep water to drown.
This time til death embraces you.