Renaissance By DeathPart one - Night Of The DemonRenaissance By Death8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
What frightens you the most? What is that thing you are afraid of the most and you would like to avoid?
Im sure you know it... I suppose youve figured that out by now.
Maybe, but I want you to tell me, to have this certainty.
Oblivion... thats what frightens me! Being forgotten is being dead. The only thing I cannot afford is to let you forget me. My life depends on you. If people forget me, I vanish. My life is a neverending search for opportunities where I can live again.
Think of a tombstone. If the name is erased, it becomes a simple slice of matter. It ceases to be the proof of an existence. Along with the name being erased the person that has worn it dies too, for the second time. Another kind of death, indeed, but a complete one.
So, you, just like all the others, are depending on someone? I thought you were free, enclosed by no constraints. It seems disresp
StumbleOver the course of many years, Sora had gradually come to the realization that no matter how alone he felt, how empty inside and out of touch with people he could be, that he could always find solace in his writing. When he'd initially moved away from Twilight Town and to Destiny Islands, Sora had fallen into a depression. It had been induced from losing the daily contact with his best friend, Roxas, and being forced into a completely different environment.Stumble7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Where Twilight Town had been filled with gangs, liberals and high school dropouts, Destiny Islands was full of sports-loving beach junkies who thought smoking pot was the 'in' thing. It was a place where the students were permitted to wear sandals to school and members of the blitzball team were idolized.
Roxas, Sora's best friend and closest confidant, had dropped out from Twilight High whenever his father had died, much to Sora's dismay. They'd gotten into a heated argument over it for weeks, though Sora knew that the blond had on
Clarity of Honor"Hey Cloud, what are you going to do when we get to Midgar?" Zack watched his companion's head bob lifelessly to the movement of the truck, a forced smile plastered on his face. The blond's lips pursed just slightly, and Zack leaned back in the truck bed with a sigh. "I'm just kidding, I wouldn't do a thing like abandon you." Having said that, Zack flashed the comatose boy a smile, taking in a deep breath and inhaling the crisp autumn air as dust was kicked up under the vehicle's tires. They hit a rock of some sort and Cloud's head lolled to the side before his chin thudded back onto his chest. Zack hummed through his nose, glancing out to the scenery as it rushed by on their way to Midgar.Clarity of Honor6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We're friends, right?" He stretched out a leg, elbow resting on his other knee and flicking his hand up and down impatiently. They should have made it to Midgar already. They were taking far too long for the ex-SOLDIER to be comfortable. Zack returned his gaze to Cloud, trying once more to strike u
It's OverIt was finally over. He cupped her face in his hands and pressed his mouth against hers. Eagerly, she parted her lips in response as she wrapped both arms around him, intending to never let him go. She felt his tongue begin to shyly explore her mouth and stroke her tongue; she responded in kind without hesitation. As the intensity of the kiss increased, she realized it felt like he was trying to pour his very soul into her. He was trying to say with his actions what he could not say in words. He was saying, "I love you."It's Over8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wait No LongerWait No LongerWait No Longer8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gods, how she wanted him to kiss her. They were so close, his eyes locked on hers; it was if they were frozen in time. Gently, she reached up, and brushed her lips against his, not certain how he would react. Instead of drawing away, he lowered his head and parted his lips. Softly, she pressed her mouth against his, testing him, teasing him. She became braver and reached out with her tongue, only to meet his half way. It was then that she felt his arms around her, drawing her flush against his body. She melted into his embrace.
Release the BeastHis mouth crashed down on hers in a heated passion. Fangs grazed her lips as his tongue plundered her mouth. One arm held her flush against him, while the other cupped her breast and ran a claw across her nipple. She leaned into his touch, and wrapped her hands in his mane, inviting him to consume her. His eyes bled red as he realized she accepted him – all of him. Their tongues dueled for dominance as they poured their love into each other. Gasping, they finally pulled apart for air.Release the Beast8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Mine," he whispered.
She kissed him again. "I always was."
My bondageIt is getting harder,My bondage9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To keep my feeling
Crying on the inside,
But saying I'm fine.
For I am trying to hold something,
That will never be mine.
Longing for freedom,
From my own secret bondage,
Not wanting to stay,
But lacking the courage,
To step beyond my boundaries,
To fight my fear.
And not be their slave,
For all of my years.
Why can't I tell him,
What I want him to know,
I will love you forever!
But I never let it show.
The Best of YouThe Best of You7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Something always peeved Hayner about struggle matches. It was probably Seifer's physical contact techniques that always resulted in their bodies pressing close, and Hayner being pinned in provocative positions while Seifer waved to the crowd.
It wasn't that Hayner disliked having Seifer's strong body crushed so persistently against his own smaller one, but it was the reaction that certain aspects of his anatomy happened to generate in a public arena when Seifer had his thick arm around Hayner's neck and a strong leg curved around the shorter teen's lanky one to hold Hayner flush against the blond bully's stomach while lazily smacking struggle balls off of Hayner's battle gear that would really get to him.
At the time, Hayner could do nothing but flail his arms around in an attempt to bat at Seifer in a near-pathetic manner, his knees going weak at the feel of hard hips against his backside and Seifer's breath ghosting over his neck.
Of course, after a shout of rage and a more-than-prov
KetzadetraShe stares outside her window,Ketzadetra9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yes she is just like me.
Sad, lonely, and waiting,
For someone to set her free.
Refusing to feel love,
Because it always brings pain,
Like refusing the sunshine,
Because of the rain.
She knows she needs to change,
And not waste another day.
But she does not know how.
She needs someone to show her the way.
Corbin's LegacyCorbin Johnson was not like other girls and this was not just because she was taller, shyer, and prettier than most girls, she was gifted. No, gifted is not the correct word. A more appropriate word would be cursed. Not only was she the middle child, she also had the power to feel the future. This statement does not make sense to the average person, but I will try to explain it the best I can. She would get strong feelings about something before they would happen. Huh, well, that is not a still not a good description; the only thing I know that would explain her "curse" would be to tell you her story. She once came home with a friend from school when she had an intense feeling of dread, panic, or more accurately put fear. She thought that she was just becoming paranoid, and went about her daily life. The feeling persisted over the course of two days and on the second day she saw a knife coming towards her in her English class and screamed. Her English teacher did not understand, or tryCorbin's Legacy9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Always loving youDo you know how hard it is,Always loving you9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To wake up everyday,
Knowing that you will stop and talk to me
In your beautiful, smiling way.
You dont know my inner suffering.
You cant feel my inner pain.
For I know that by loving you
Heartache is all I will gain.
Sometimes I think I should have warned you,
That she would she would treat you bad,
But I didnt think you would love her
Or she would leave you so sad.
I should not have held you,
Every time you cried.
Especially when I knew my feelings
Had not died.
So what am I to do,
Push you away?
Or tell you how I feel
Then beg you to stay?
I know I should move on,
And love someone new.
But sadly I know
I will always love you!
Last salvation...In marble I write my madness and sorrowLast salvation...8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deep in the stone I grave my own drama
For humans to know the guilt that Im feeling
Craving for you and for my angels forgiveness
I now wait in silence the end of this story
And make a promise sacrificing myself
Im digging my own grave while hoping for changes
For my own weak ilussion and feeblish romance
Fighting the demons Im blinding myself
Unable to see you Im drowning in lust
I let them rise above me and reign on my grave
And I embrace you my sweet and beloved
I need to feel somethingI need to feel something,I need to feel something7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
even if it's pain.
I won't let you stop me.
I'll take the blame.
I cut and I bleed,
because I get numb.
I need to feel something.
I want to be done.
If I can feel something,
I'll know I'm alive.
And if that's the case,
I know how to die.
I need to feel something
so that I can love.
If I can feel nothing,
it's myself that will shove,
my body from the bridge
that keeps me alive.
I'll fall to the water,
where there I will die.
Greatest flawTheir greatest failure,Greatest flaw9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all I am really.
They don't realize they say it,
And when I tell them they say I'm silly.
They say they love me unconditionally,
But they make limits with their eyes.
Saying with a look "why aren't you like that",
And making failures of my tries.
I sadly say, "I'm sorry",
And wipe away a tear,
Knowing I am fulfilling their nightmare
By even being near.
But seeing them everyday,
And their eyes full of distain,
While acting like I still care
Is driving me insane!
Why they cannot love me,
I guess I will never know,
But anyplace other than here
I would gladly go!
All they ever see in me,
And all they ever saw,
Was only the part I let them see,
Now I am the family's greatest flaw.
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world
Death of Zack Fair His hand so cold,Death of Zack Fair7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
His touch is freezing
He didn´t became old
Now he´s leaving.
The last gleam of life
Vanished from his eyes
He may disguise
but his heart turned to ice.
The rain starts to pour
On his bloodstrained face
The taste of reversal, so sour
And he will never leave this place.
~In memory of Zack Fair.
Rest In Peace.~
Real PainPeople think they know what real pain feels like.Real Pain8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One main cause for their pain is death.
Most know that death is necessary, if the death is natural.
But one of the hardest pains to understand is suicide.
I have felt the pain of losing a friend to soon myself.
But there is an even greater pain to be felt.
People think that those who kill themselves have no feelings.
That they don't care about other's feelings.
When that person goes through more pain before they do it then the people that have to live with them gone.
You think it hurts not being able to see them again.
What about what they feel?
You have no idea what it's like trying to live your life, knowing that you will take it.
You have no idea what it's like to know you will never amount to anything and that your life is pathetic.
You have no idea what it's like to try and look at your friends... Knowing soon they will all feel the pain you yourself have experienced.
You have no idea what it's like to be in a dark room with a gun
InterrogativeI see now it is time,Interrogative9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I let you go.
And hope that
I never let it show.
If you know the way my heart,
Was breaking inside,
Would you feel guilty?
Would you lie?
You say my friendship means so much to you
But would you even care if I walked away,
And never come back?
You say you don't know why anyone
Would not date me,
So why not YOU!
There I have said it,
Well technically wrote it,
And though you will never
I am telling you that I am moving on!
I am taking my heart back!
Letting goSorry love i'm letting goLetting go10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of everything that we know
Everything i've come to fear
Everything i hold so dear
All the thoughts of you run through my mind
There starts and ends i cannot find
Feeling that i need to fly
Let me now before i die
My tears are now falling fast
I knew that this would never last
DownfallDownfall8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choice,
But the choice of the way.
It's an option of the voice,
It's a thin line of gray.
Is it a choice forced by fate,
Is it a pre-set time and date?
Or a choice to which I myself sway?
But here's our story anyway .
"Nothing that I do will matter.
As all things will merely shatter!"
All my hopes thus darkness scatter,
As it shoves me a decree.
As it si
SuicideSuicideSuicide9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All our lives there are people telling us suicide is bad
That it is nothing but throwing everything away
That it is nothing but an extreme act of cowardice
That we should look down upon it
And to not think about it
And to act disgusted towards people who have thoughts of it,
Or have tried, and those who have succeeded.
When in reality
It is very obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every being
Has a more unassailable title than to their own life and person.
Therefor people with thoughts of taking their own lives,
Should never be discriminated upon
Or looked down upon
Or be treated any different then any other person in this world
For one being may view life and their surroundings
Completely different, and they have no way to even comprehend how
Someone with these thoughts feels.
Basically my message is this
Never view me as just another suicidal person,
And never view me as just another statistic
I am still a being, And I deserve the same treatment as anyone else