Foolish...You can't undoFoolish...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the damage done-
You can't relive
those lonely years-
You can't resuscitate
someone who has
long ago since drowned...
And you cannot mend
a broken heart
with the use
of a simple
Popular!America x Reader: Learning 'love' (PART 3)Popular!America x Reader: Learning 'love' (PART 3)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sighed as you went back to your home carrying a bag that the sundress that Alfred had purchased for you. It was a Dot printed Dark Blue Sundress. It was placed neatly in the paper bag along with a Dot printed Red Sundress, and a plain white one. As usual you were home alone. Your step-family would always leave you alone, and to your surprise, you had just receive a text Aramina saying they had moved out. 'Oh, so that's what the boxes those past days are for. They were repacking, I couldn't care less.' You thought, as you began replying to Aramina with the message, 'Don't Care'.
You saw the house was tidy, it looked like your old one. No more magazines scattered as such. You went upstairs to your room, and placed out the sundresses one by one. "Honestly, Jones, you shouldn't buy this much to me." You rolled your eyes, remembering what had happened.
As Alfred dragged you towards the Department Store to buy you some sundresses, on the same time,
Mariku in Asylum "Release me!" shrieked the sole inhabitant inside of the darkened room. Everything was robed in black and had been for quite some time. Had it been months yet? Certainly it had been days at the least. "Release me!" the voice ordered again but more desperate then before. Still the area around the demon remained the disgusting shade of black. It was unbearable and yet in this hell of blackness the demon had seen shapes that moved around his person. They too were black but he could see them, feel them even as they drifted around in the vacant room, just as silent as they had always been from when they had first arrived.Mariku in Asylum4 years ago in Horror More Like This
People were dead and it was his fault. Oh- oh God, what had he done? Mariku clawed at the padded walls in a vain search for the door the blended in all too well for a handle that never existed. His stomach tightened at the memories as he recalled his actions. His wicked mother laying still on the floor in an ever growing pool or blood. H
Darkest Before the Dawn: PrologueDarkest Before the Dawn: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"These are dark times for a child to come into." a voice whispered through the silence.
"You think I don't know that?" a second voice hissed. "It's getting more dangerous with every passing day. Pokemon are getting corrupted everywhere because of this cursed darkness. And- oh! Look! It's hatching!"
The two Pokemon looked down at the Egg cradled in the mother Sceptile's arms. The father, another Sceptile watched it start to shake with an unreadable expression. His yellow eyes narrowed as thoughts ran through his head. A newborn in this world. It'll never survive. Children are supposed to bring Hope and new life. Not here. Not in a world where the sun no longer rises.
The Egg shook violently and a small crack appeared in the shell. Then another. And another. Small, hard pieces chipped off onto the cold cave ground. Finally, cracks looking like lightning spread over the shell, and it broke into pieces. In its place was a
Darkest Before the Dawn: Chapter 1Darkest Before the Dawn: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Darkest Before the Dawn
"Treasure Town: West." I read the sign at a crossroads where three dusty roads came together. Grey, grassy fields surrounded all sides. At least, that's what the sign used to say. The words had been crossed out and these words were scratched out below the original:
"GIVE UP. EVERYTHING IS LOST. DARKNESS HAS RISEN WHILE THE SUN HAS NOT. THERE IS NOTHING LEFT."
I shuddered as I read the words. It had only been a few hours since... the burning at the pillars. No. Don't think about that. I forced the thought out of my head. I had traveled through the night, or what counted for it, anyway. At that moment, I was just trying to find a place to rest, and a former town sounded like a good place to start.
I turned down the westward path and watched the scenery go by as I walked. Rocky formations rose out of the earth on both sides. They were dark grey, and the trees belo
A Haiku from Ticci TobyClockwork is my girl!A Haiku from Ticci Toby1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Why do I keep getting shipped
With all these damn Sues?!
TowersIs it okay if I proclaim our loveTowers2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
from the highest of all the towers?
Is it okay if I say that there's no love
as beautiful as ours?
Because these feelings inside, they're controlling me,
They're driving me mad, but I feel so free!
I'm head over heels and I am falling so fast,
But as long as you're with me, I'll have a blast.
Her First Word (TonyxReader) One-Shot“Come on, Mary,” you cooed. “Say ma-ma.”Her First Word (TonyxReader) One-Shot2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Your daughter merely looked at you puzzled, her head cocked to the left slightly as she tried to figure out what you were saying. You had been trying all evening to get your daughter to say mama but that wasn’t working at all. She would only make gurgling sounds and then start laughing when she saw you frustrated.
After much frustration and trying your hardest to not let a curse word slip out of your mouth, you decided to do something fun.
“Hey!” you beamed. “How about I teach you some Japanese words?”
Mary clapped her hands excitedly and you scooped her up into your arms and placed her onto her booster seat so that you could also cook some dinner while teaching her. While rummaging around in the kitchen, you picked up an apple and walked over to her holding the apple near her face.
“Okay so this is an apple. In Japanese it’s called ringo,” you pronounced the word slo
Born In Wrong Times, A 21st Century 80's PunkThey always told meBorn In Wrong Times, A 21st Century 80's Punk3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That I can't change anything
That my voice is too small
That I'm too weak
But now I shout
Straight in their eyes
Fuck the system
And their money
There are things they won't buy
Fuck the order
I won't be a slave
Will never follow blindly what they say
I am a rebel
An 80's punk
Living in this century
Of corrupted lies
But I will stay true
To myself and my friends
Knowing what's most important
Sharing the values I've learned
My voice rising high
And they will never shut me up again
Alone.ScarletAlone.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and in the eye
two thousand truths
palm to palm
the mind becomes
the mingled scent
and when I
open my eyes
and the hall echoes:
Deamons - Part 1Deamons - Part 1Deamons - Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nice is a very nice place indeed, I see why they named it Nice. I wouldn't mind staying here a few more days, some sun would do me nice, but we had work to do. Keenan had been tracing the whole day, which left me alone with Vladislav. I didn't like the guy very much, and neither did he like me. I don't think he liked anyone now that I think about it, I never seen him smile once. He was Russian and was always waring a coat, even in this hot weather he wouldn't take it off. Maybe it reminded him of the cold winters at home, I don't know. Everybody know I hated him, but yet I got teamed up with him time after time.
Suddenly Keenan was standing in front of us, he was a guy that you never saw coming. He was also Vlad's opposite, always glad and willing to chat. He was Irish and had an uncontrollable black curly hair, kinda funny to watch.
"I located him" he said seriously and looked at me. He was a very good tracer, no doubt. "I'll be driving him your way, so move forward a
For YouCome rain, do come shineFor You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One day, you shall be mine
And the hurt and tears
Shall turn to smiles and cheers
Let me be your strength
Let me be your shoulder
To keep your pain away, at an arms length
As we grow older
My heart, for you, my love
Give me yours
Safe keeping's my middle name, little dove
It's no chore
I shall keep it hidden and locked away
Just promise you won't take it back someday
My Love to be...
Hey Remember Me?Hey remember me?Hey Remember Me?2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Without anyone to talk to,
Yeah we met last week
I'm so glad
You actually remembered me.
Hey remember me?
That we could hang out.
I know it might
Seem a bit strange to ask
But are we friends?
Now I can be at ease
You’re really here with me
It wasn't just a tease.
Hey remember me?
Just a little bit though
I thought you liked me
Because of that
Because of the way I am
Hey remember me?
To keep up a smile
But it’s getting pretty hard
Because every once in awhile
It seems like all you want
Is for me to cry.
Is that what a friend does?
Hey remember me?
Please say you do
I'm your friend
And all that entails
So I can take them
All your continual assails
As long as you remember me
I doubt my heart will fail.
Hey remember me?
I'm being forgotten
Though I suppose that means you don't
You never do
Never even try to
Even after all I've begged of you
Even after all we've been through
You treat me like