Jesus SmokesI've decidedJesus Smokes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that if Jesus came to Earth now,
he'd probably smoke cigarettes
and always fall in love
with the wrong person.
If we wake up at night
and can't get back to sleep,
I could teach him
how to un-love his neighbor
and he could tell me
what the salty water feels like
under his feet.
He might wear his hair in a ponytail
and his eyes would crinkle when he smiles,
and I would smile too,
and in a small voice ask him what hell was like,
and is there any way to get someone back
if they've already gone too far?
He would take a drag on his cigarette,
nod kindly at the two boys holding hands,
and say that hell is more a state of being
than an afterlife, and no amount of love
can rescue someone from their own mind.
I thought so, I would say, not mentioning
the nights I've cried myself to sleep
HateYou hated me so much that now I hate me too.Hate2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You succeeded are you fucking happy? There's nothing left of me to love or save yet your son is still trying, still standing there. We can't see each other but he's the only thing keeping me alive and you don't care.
I want to go to somebody anybody and tell them how much I hurt and cry and cut and how it gets me nowhere. I want this to be better. I want you to stop hating me, judging me and lying.
"I'm not trying to sabotage your relationship"
You won't let him see me other than school, let him out of the house except for work and school and you may as well take his phone away too.
I feel like we are sabotaged. I feel alone and numb. I feel dead inside.
Do you feel fucking accomplished? You destroyed me! You can say I ruined your honeymoon all you want but you ruined it. You looked through his phone; you invaded his personal life by looking at our conversations. Maybe if you'd looked back further you'd have seen I was numb, I was depressed
Seven DaysSeven days clean.Seven Days2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It may not seem like much
But to me it means the world.
Seven days without self-mutilation.
The last cut turning into a pink ribbon scar
Looking worse than it did before.
I'm not ashamed of it.
The only reason it stays hidden,
Well is in case I can't keep myself together anymore.
Each bracelet is assurance that no one will know.
But one taken off for each day I'm okay.
When someone does see it
A simple lie comes out.
My cat scratched me,
They immediately buy it.
Seven days and not a single problem.
People may think it's nothing,
When in all reality it means
One day I will be strong
That I can overcome it all.
Melbourne (Ziall, One Shot)Melbourne (Ziall, One Shot)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"FUCK OFF LIAM!" I screeched.
Liam bursts into my dressing room unannounced, while I was sliding my underwear on. We have been touring for the last five months and are all getting on each other's last nerve, we have all forgotten what personal space was and then Harry came up with a brilliant idea...
"So this tour is almost over, after it let's all have a mini break from One Direction, not a break-up just a break, a holiday. No phones, no public announcements, just some journals and lets not tell each other the location, so if one of us gets caught by the paparazzi, we cant let it spill where the others are, and we can all just enjoy the peace and get inspired and learn what personal space is, ha ha."
Suddenly I felt my hand getting wet and came back to reality, my ice cream had melted all over my hand and small drops had began to be absorbed into my small A5 journal and it began to make one the words slightly blur "It's been 6 days since we decided on our mini b
RelapseI swear you're a drug.Relapse4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every time I say I'm done,
You find your way back into my system.
Newsflash- I. Don't. Want. You. There.
Not unless you are willing to change.
But that doesn't seem to be happening.
When you're here,
Coursing through my veins-
I never want you to leave.
You make me feel right then.
It's when you're not here,
That is what's causing the problem.
I've tried to give you up before,
Three [no, four] times to be exact.
And then, the unthinkable.
I see you. And I sink.
Who knew, that you could have me
Wrapped around your finger,
Without even trying.
But you know I expect it,
And I "move on"
And I see you,
And I go back.
And I hate myself for it.
And I try again.
But I just spend my days wondering. . .
When's the next relapse?
CloudsWe Sit...Clouds2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under The Sky...
Watch the Clouds...
Heart to Heart...
Them Pass us By...
They Watch us All...
Time... passes by
So slowly it seems...
Why... don't we just lie here
Lost in our dreams...
Under the Sky...
As the Rain...
Starts to Fall...
To the Faces...
So don't see...
Ignore the BrokenJust walk on by,Ignore the Broken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you won't care.
I know people don't bother
to help the broken.
Just ignore what you
don't want to see,
I do it too,
I hope the scars go away
and maybe I'd be fine,
but I'm broken and people
tend to ignore the broken.
So go one and ignore the tears,
the scars on my arms,
ignore me and the rest of the broken.
go one and walk on by.
Don't make empty promises,
don't lie and say it'll be okay,
I've done enough of that.
And from a passerby I need no more.
Because you won't do a thing but ignore me.
You won't stay long,
you won't neven care,
so please just go one
and please don't lie
and make those empty promises...
EulogyEulogy12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A silver sun shone that day.
Today, I'm told,
Are hazy, at best.
Where cirrus clouds of cotton streaked
Across a cerulean stratosphere.
When copious ruby apple trees,
Treasure chests of wildflowers,
And rich fields of emerald thrived,
On flowing streams of sapphire
Instead of tears.
A vast sea of
As lost as I.
On days painted grey with rain
And swirling smokescreens,
Our conversations filled with
Love, loss, inspiration,
Lush Brazilian rainforests.
Voices hushed, but full of wonder,
Never sorrow or remorse.
Mouths are moving,
But the air is empty.
Silence such as this
Can drive a man insane.
Bedroom cast in pearl sunlight,
And an overwhelming quiet.
Softly strumming my guitar.
Lonesome notes ricochet off
Somber chamber walls,
Trying to make transient company
When I'd rather be alone.
But far from over.
Sympathy and apologies
Just aren't enough.
Nor are my poem and
The unseen TattooI heard about this Tattoo,The unseen Tattoo2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Which I had never seen before,
But dreamed of laying my eyes upon it,
Though she only showed it to ones who earned her trust,
She had told me it was there,
But how was I to know...
Since I've never had the pleasure to see...
Could it be a butterfly,
Signifying your radiant beauty,
And the very wings that have stolen my heart,
And flown away...
This I do not know...
I honestly do not know...
Could it be a Heart wrapped in thorns,
Which signifies a hurting, bleeding soul,
Unable to see the world of beauty...
Which is replaced by its ugliness...
This I do not know...
I honestly do not know...
Could it be a flower,
Which signifies your essence,
The scent of a place which I had never known...
A place I hope to be...
This I do not know...
I honestly do not know...
I heard about this Tattoo,
Which I had never seen before...
Which I hope to see...
If only you let me...
Forever AlteredA knight in shining armour,Forever Altered2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the hero of his home,
battles countless horrors,
both known and unknown.
Many battles victoriously won,
others dreadfully lost,
but the greatest battle rages on,
of the mind with unknown cost.
Fields veined with rivers scarlet,
pale tongues of clashing metal,
life draining as from a faucet
besiege the mind with fears dreadful.
The elating victory of the battle conquered
forgotten in minds forever altered.
MamaMy mama told me not to cryMama2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My mama told me not to threat
'Cause day by day we scrape on by
And night by night we go to get
She always said we'd be alright
She always said we'd end out set
But sometimes I just want to hide
From what I see inside my head
Through Hell To Find HeavenThrough Hell To Find Heaven13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nurse: "Doctor...we need you in here NOW!!!...I can't stop the bleeding!!!"
I stand, alone in my own personal hell... The flames cast a solemn light as they slowly close in around me inch by everlasting inch... I wait patiently for death to take hold of my soul so I might finally be free of this horrid life without you. I feel a breeze of rotten stench caress my face as I listen to the wailing screams of tormented souls that surround me... A lifetime I have waited to find you again…
Doctor:" This doesn't look good!!!"
I see a faint shimmer of light far off in the distance... Is the end finally near? Is my journey finally coming to an end? I force myself to step forward, I walk into the flames knowing the power it possesses and the pain it shall bestow upon me... A lifetime I have waited to see you again…
Doctor:" He's in a lot of pain.... Quickly nurse...start the IV...we have to stop this bleeding and get him stabilized!!!"
I scream in pain as flames meet flesh... Forms leap
The Tails DollTakumi was just like any other fourteen year old kid; he was just a teenager 'living in the city' of Tokyo... but had made the biggest mistake he had ever made.The Tails Doll7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He adored anything and everything Sonic. In his room, at the head of his Sonic pillows and duvet, lay his whole collection of Sonic plushies, ranging from Sonic to Robotnik. Along the shelves, games from Sonic 1 delved into Sonic Jam, all pressed up against the wall. They were slightly dusty, but you could tell from the fingerprints on the games that they were still definately played alot, even though Takumi has already completed every single Sonic game he owned. He also had quite a huge TV in his bedroom too, with his very own Game Gear, Sega Saturn, Sega Megadrive and of course, a PC.
He also had a good friend called Naoki. He loved Sonic too, but of course, didn't have as many games or plushies as Takumi owned.
One afternoon, Takumi was out shopping with his mother and father; they needed to buy something for a close friend'
-concrete--concrete-12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
patient monoliths mourn quietly
casting concrete shadows on a vile
parade marching on to distorted rhythms
echoing pulsating within the rank and file
enveloping enslaving structured dreams
foundations lay ruined
ruins buried beneath crumbling headstones
burdens of knowledge forming
scars on calloused hands
suffered under weight of stones
carried down obligatory
spark the weak a match
between finger and thumb
transiently exposing tragedy
carving your own graven image
aside the patient monoliths
casting concrete shadows over an
atrocious parade of humanity
dead and unaware
Spiritual AbortionIn a momentSpiritual Abortion12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the stars can break
could come crashing down
Pieces of a lost ancient
into your vision
that tremble with newborn
I've written balance in these
to watch your eyes
and watch the stars
cut into your eyes
pure spiritual blindness.
I want to watch
that pure unmistakable
come crashing down
I want every name
every perfect glance
that made me whole
in a dreamlike hell
where nothing seems real
but so much is.
I want to fill this moment
I want to bend the laws of karma
but ever being
Black as Onyx....I stand here and paint the roses youBlack as Onyx....3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gave me black as onyx.
Wishing time would stop to exist.
Hoping the numb feeling of pain
would stop to chasing my thoughts
over to you.
I'm not angry at all, how could i be?
When I'm the one at wrong?
I stole your lips and your love
yet i trowed it away
without a though of how it would hurt.
Who would have though the young girl
with innocent eyes could become a
Monster of ice?
A coldhearted killer who steals love
for the fun!
I paint my innocent heart black
Only to show how ruthless i become.
How can anyone love the monster I am?
How can I say that sorry I am?
I'm a monster of love who kills to
A monster who doesn't care about love.
How can i say a Monster like me
That i want you back at my side?
When I'm black as Onyx....
I'm stupidyou hurt me and I smile.I'm stupid6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you hurt me and I run to your arms.
You go have fun and let me scream with no sound
let me shiver without a move..
let my soul decay as you admire my body.
leave me tearful,worried,and dead
and when you come back let me give that smile you like
just to make you happy....
I'm stupid I know,
I'm stupid that I have feelings
I'm stupid that I have a mouth.
I'm stupid that I belived that you won't leave me and you will always love me
I'm stupid that I'm still alive
kyles mom[cartman] you guys this is all kyles moms fault! that she had to start this club!!kyles mom7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[kyle] shut up cartman! [cartman] all because shes a bitch! [kyle] i said shut up cartman! [Cartman:] Weeelllll... [kyle] dont do it cartman! [Cartman:] Weeelllll... [kyle] im warning you!! [cartman] ok,ok. [kyle] im getting sick of cartman calling my mom a...
Kyle's mom's a bitch, she's a big fat bitch,
She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
She's a stupid bitch, if there ever was a bitch,
She's a bitch to all the boys and girls.
[kyle]:shut your f...ing mouth cartman!
On Monday she's a bitch
On Tuesday she's a bitch
On Wednesday thru Saturday she's a bitch
Then on Sunday just to be different,
Shes u super king kamehameha bitch
Have you ever met my friend Kyle's Mom,
She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world,
She's a mean old bitch, she has stupid hair,
She's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
She's a stupid
Who's Bad- Chapter 4Who's Bad- Chapter 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
4- Anastasia and the Boy in Black Leather
subway stations in New York are not all glamorous and clean. The Hoyt
Schermerhorn Station in Brooklyn is kind of trashed, in my opinion.
On the middle level, which is where I went to, there was a little
pile of both old and new food wrappers beside a garbage can next to
one of the exits.
small white tiles on the walls and pillars, which used to be
spotless, have gathered dirt and other stains over the many years
they've been there. I still wasn't sure as to why I wanted to go
there in the first place. But something amazing or shocking was going
to happen. Crouching behind a pillar, I watched as an old man walk
down a staircase, that was on my far right, and continued his stroll.
Just then, a man wearing a familiar-looking gray tracksuit, with a
hoodie and jacket, advanced to the old man. He stopped and said
something barely audible to the elderly person. Out of the corner of
my right eye, three guys, that l
People don't understand me...2People don't understand me...25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As we stalked into the house I couldn't help myself from staring at this girl. My face must've turned into twenty different shades of red, but something was pulling me back. I wasn't able to gather enough courage to talk or get her attention. "Michael!" My ears ringed and my eyes shot out, quickly covering my head and glanced around and to behold it was my brother Jackie. "Was that really necessary? I about went deaf there..." I huffed and managed to get away from him then headed straight down the hall and into my piano room. No one would follow me because this meant that I wanted to be alone and left alone. "Now for some peace and quiet...." I took a seat in front of my vast grand piano and gently tickled the ivories before playing. Gentle and smooth notes filled and danced across the room. Echoing each vibrant tenor, my ears were overjoyed with happiness. So I kept playing for a while until it was a matter of time before someone would club me over the and drag my to my so-called 'Bir
The Stabbing of the StarsThe Stabbing of the Stars12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Children lie alone at night,
taunted by forbidden calls.
Of worlds unseen,
Voices of beauty undisturbed.
The stars beckon to their
Within their reach yet
beyond their touch.
Majestic beauty steals their hearts.
Stabbing cold seals the start;
Of yet more dreams torn apart.
Sea-Salt Ice Cream RecipeSea-Salt Ice Cream Recipe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sea-Salt Ice Cream
Wire whisk or fork
Medium sized saucepan
Medium sized bowl
1 cup measure
1 teaspoon measure
Ice-cream maker or ice-pop molds or a cooler of liquid nitrogen (optional)
1 heart (optional get it)
1 cup milk
1 cup sugar
1 cup heavy cream
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
blue and green food coloring (optional)
1. Re-arrange the letters of your name and add an X somewhere.
2. Crack 2 eggs into the bowl and whisk well for a few minutes. A wire whisk works best but a fork can do in a pinch.
3. Add the cup of sugar into the eggs and continue to whisk well until creamy.
4. Heat the milk in the saucepan over medium heat until warmish hot while constantly stirring with the wooden spoon (do not use a metal spoon it will scratch your pot and make the milk burn easier). The milk should be right before boiling, but do not
Remembering MichaelI missing you MichaelRemembering Michael5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as you watch your fans from above
especially when I look up to you
as my parents and brother introduce me to your music
I always tried to do your moonwalk in my wheelchair a lot
just to prove i am a huge fan
but I know your smiling when I sing or dance my heart out.
I hope you are dancing from above
watching your kids from above
hoping everything will be alright
and tomorrow will be a brand new day.
But for now I am missing you