Easier in WritingFlow from me like poetry from my pencilEasier in Writing5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
'O how I wish I had strength enough to speak them
But everything's easier in writing
Though it loses half it's meaning
The "I love you"'s and "I'm sorry"'s that I've written
But never said.
I could never tell them how I felt
And now they're gone,
Never really knowing
If it meant something or not
Because I'm sorry and I love you
Though you wouldn't know it if you were blind
Since I've never been good at showing
What's in my heart or in my mind.
Blame all of your troubles away, it's
So much easier than admitting that you're broken
or that nothing on Earth can fix you up again
Sands of time, 'o sweet serenity
Cascading down upon my wounds
healing and salting them all at once
And now I'm green with envy
or sick with desire
You tell me, 'o faithful wonder
Since you claim to
IntertwinedI never imagined it possibleIntertwined5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For two people to fit together so beautifully
Like your hand in mine:
And easily fit eachother into our lives.
A day, and already plans
For the months and years ahead were being made
We really could have been something, my dear
We really were something
When we were one.
Now the two of us, severed it seems
With only half a heart and half a brain, torn apart at the seams
It all seems much more complicated
Than when you and I used to dream
Our single dream.
And I wish that we could have made it,
Just two souls laced together with simplicity
Without binding pasts and self control
And the fear that things are too easy.
If the world was black and white,
You'd take me up in your arms and away
To the place where everything's rainbow and shades of grey
And nobody questions impossibility
When we take down the stars to light up our streets
You'd take me away...
And everything would be just how it should be.
Lopsided FeelingTears run down my face, I cryLopsided Feeling5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inside and out but you dont know why
It because of your skull of steel
That my thoughts dont turn your wheel
Im weakened and starved by your words
But that doesnt meant Ill allow my flesh to be eaten by the birds
I amI am the child that waitsI am5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am the child that fears
I am the child that worries you'll never be here.
I am the teen that hits
I am the teen that cries
I am the teen who is always asking 'Why?'.
I am the adult that works
I am the adult that fears
I am the adult of the child that waits for me to be there.
DragonSeemingly rough,Dragon5 years ago in Other More Like This
The dragon begins to move.
Drop OutWhen you think of Drop Out it usually refers to high school kids that dont like school or feel like they are a complete failure at school. Most adults brush them off as losers, or kids who had poor parenting.Drop Out5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I feel that by the time you reach 8th grade there should be some-what of a realization that, OH shit, this is gonna count!
Yet some people just dont get the concept, and because of that and peer pressure is the cause of kids dropping out. Now you might say to yourself as a kid, Peer pressure? Yeah, rrriight. This actually happens to us EVERYDAY; you even get pressured by people you dont even know! For what? To not be humiliated, made fun of, or have some jerk throw a pencil at you in class.
I hear kids say, Ha! Do homework? Nah, its stupid. In reality, YOU are stupid, YOU not the teacher is the one that is being arrogant and stubborn.
Kids also say that to earn some points to look cool or have some
I'm not me without youI have not slept in a long time. I can't find anyway to be comfortable. I can't even see myself in the mirror. I've lost myself. And I know where I am. But I don't know how I'll get me back. There's nothing left here, and I can't even find it in myself to find a way to carry on. Everything's gone away, and now there's only and illusion. I see myself fading away, more and more. I don't know what to do. I have lost myself to you. And I'm not me when you're gone. I am now alone. And what is left of me, I don't want to be. What's left of me is what I used to be. You changed me. And when you left, you took me with you. I walk outside, and the sky has changed. It's crooked now. You're letter that you wrote to me, hangs on the wall. It's your goodbye. I'm not the same, I am now alone. Now that you're gone, I am not me.I don't know who I've become. I don't know who I am anymore. The only important things are where you are. Everything is somewhere with you. Through the night, withoutI'm not me without you5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Spirit of GodThe spirit of God feels so good,The Spirit of God5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I welcome the feeling of gladness that enters my heart,
as the calmness washes over me, my worries melt away.
I feel invisible arms around me.
I feel his love.
I am a child of God and he loves me.
That knowledge brings me joy.
I enjoy being a daughter of God.
The spirit of God feels so good.
2B abUSE2B abUSE12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stands naked against the window
-pane, in pain with tears
dropping like wriggling roads down
-hill on her cheeks.
A crimson mark of a hand
-print leaves a print like a stamp
upon her cheek.
He says he loves her.
And she merely continues to cry.
AwakeningsAwakenings12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she lay next to him
the one that she loved
sun shining through the blinds
hangover headache thumping wildly
sweatty sheets and tossed pillows
twisted limbs from a night of passion
feeling complete, yet spent
cigarette butts strewn in the ashtray
garbage pail filled with unspeakables
she opens her eyes to see her lover
now not so large
but still quite substantial
how he filled her, how he moved her...
how he made her cry with delight...
she rolled on her side and stroked his cheek
last night was so hot, so wet, so sticky
and now he was pale...and not so hot
she wrapped her arm around his chest
wanting to feel the heat reborn
she kissed his cheek lightly
and then asked herself quietly...
"How long has he been dead?"
abstract politician soup???????abstract politician soup12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that makes more sense than the world,
maybe if some changes are made.
just put them together,
those odd strange figures.
will dipping them in paint,
change their colors ?
if we look differently,
will their shapes change?
Just put them together,
Those odd strange figures.
turn them around,
reflect them in a mirror,
add what you want,
will they ever differ ?
dip them in gravy,
mix some in salsa,
add a pinch of salt and some sugar.
will they ever differ ?
just put them together,
those odd strange figures.
Orochimaru's Angst. Really.Orochimaru's Angst (Really.)Orochimaru's Angst. Really.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN. LIKE, AT ALL. SO DON'T SUE! SERIOUSLY! NARUTO AND ALL THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO THAT ONE GUY WHO CREATED THEM WHOSE NAME I CANNOT REMEMBER FOR CRAP. Kay.
I learn all this Jutsu shit, just to prove to people I'm not just that kid with the freak toad pervert kid and the genius sensei. And that superficial, hemophobic, cashless bitch.
And then, I get my ass handed to me, my ownage plans blown up in my face, plus my arms get all fucked up all in the same day. What the fuck?
And, since life is a bitch, I'm here. Angsting. Typing this with my fucking tongue. Kabuto, shut the fuck up. You were typing with cheetos dust on your fingers again; I can taste it. Kabuto, shut the fuck up! It isn't fucking funny!
And you! Fucking Konohagakure! Douchbags. Oh, and note to those three useless fucking ANBU jerkoffs who were waiting outside my barrier? Yeah?
Starry NightI look out my windowStarry Night6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and into the night.
I see all the stars
burning so bright.
As I gaze from afar,
I think to myself
'How elegant is that star!'
I turn from the window
and out the door
to get a better view
to look out ashore.
A sea of stars
floods the night sky.
I look out in amazement
and say "Oh my!"
I see each star
burning ever so brightly
and I wonder to myself
why I don't do this nightly.
I sit for hours and hours
and gaze up at the sky,
then they went out one by one
and I wondered why.
The night had turned to dawn
and I looked once more at the sky.
I saw the last star
and waved good-bye.
The Messers are Back: Preface"Hey, George."The Messers are Back: Preface3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ya it's me." There was a moment's silence, then a wand was lit and Fred could see his brother's pale, tired face illuminated in the dark. He smiled.
"So it worked?"
"Heh. Must have, or I wouldn't be here. It's lucky you paid attention in potions class. That bezoar really did the trick! But, did you really have to punch me that hard?" They chuckled, then George said, "Sorry, but potions wasn't really your strong point."
"Nah, I was better at charms and transfiguration. So how's Angelina? Does she miss me?"
There was silence.
"Um, yeah We're together "
"WHAT!?!? You bloody wanker! What, did you wait until I was dead to take my girlfriend?!"
"It's not like that! It's not like you were dating at the time!"
"She was my girlfriend!"
"That's no excuse!"
"At least she wasn't cheating on you with me when you were alive!"
There was silence for a moment, and George knew he said something he shouldn't have.
The Book of Forum, number 1The Book of Forum, number 18 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The Forum According to Curran
Creation- or the First
In the beginning, there was nothing.
Then, there was more nothing.
Then there was someone's dog, but it went away really fast with our slipper.
And there then was still nothing.
Then there was a great blank stare.
The Great Blank Stare loomed over the blank, gray-green world and decided that something had to come. It took him three days. Well, we SAY it took three days, but who is to say what time is to the Great Blank Stare. To it, there was no day, par se. So let's just say it took a certain amount of time of random thoughts going in and out of its orange head for the decision to be made. Having decided, it then set to work creating the realm of Forum, and the many nations and inhabitants to populate it.
First were the Forums, many in number and layered like the frosting on a bundt cake. The Deviants realm, with its wild growth and cycle of life and death. The fiery and dangerous lands of Complaints, where only the stou
Fred and George quotesBEST FRED & GEORGE QUOTES!! ^^Fred and George quotes2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. molly weasley: (getting him on the platform 9 and 3/4) ok fred, you next.
george: he's not fred! i am!
fred: honestly, woman. you call yourself our mother
molly: (to fred) oh im sorry george
fred: im only joking, i am fred (runs through barrier)
2. fred: well done harry! wood's just told us!
ron: fred and george are on the team too. beaters.
george: our job is to make sure you dont get bloodied up too bad. cant make any promises though. rough game quiddich.
fred: brutal, but no one's died in years. someone will vanish occasionally. But they'll turn up in a month or two!
No BalanceNo Balance.No Balance4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People are feeling good,
Having the time of their lives
And enjoying themselves,
But I'm not.
People are feeling bad,
Having the worst times of their life
And regretting everything,
But I'm not.
Why is this happening?
It's like I'm out of sync
With the world emotionally.
Whenever their feeling good,
I'm feeling bad.
Whenever their feeling bad,
I'm feeling good.
And it's not the result of the world's feeling
That makes me feel this way.
It all happens irregularly.
I could be having a bad experience,
But everyone else is having a good one.
I could be having a good experience,
But everyone else is having a bad one.
And all I can feeling about this,
I feel guilty that I'm upset
When everyone is not,
Making their days less good.
I feel guilty that I'm feeling good
When everyone is not,
Making my day feel less good.
There's no balance
And am confused.
The little ragdollSitting in the dark unseen, unheard, only noticed when your angry.The little ragdoll4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
You throw me off the shelf, with a simple thud.
I lay like a rag doll, my soulless eyes shine, with no life, you kick me under your bed, and walk away.
Laying there upon my thoughts, wondering if I have them.
Slowly months years pass me by. Unaware, dust flew by, gathered creating dark clouds. Boxes surrounded me.
Padded feet, she reached out and held me, "Worthless" she took me outside, holding me one last time she threw me in the air..
Falling, the sun streamed saying good bye, falling into the clutches of the hound, spinning me around at a fast pace.
A ripping sound, occurred my body flew apart, the dog threw me to the ground into mud.
The dog moved away, the rain began to fall, slowly the rag doll, became no more.
Heart of GlassWinding paths seperate the lightHeart of Glass4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with streaks of shadows
split apart at the end of sight
bringing the links to a close
a shattered dream
a crash of reality
the pain breaking the seams
destroying that which was and could be
a friendship seperated
broken by distance
is that how it will be left?
shattered in an instant?
Why does this weight keep increasing?
pressing down on a heart of glass
two left, two remaining
seperate and joined by the same past
love seperated by seas of emotion
a distance like a grand chasm
how will this story end?
a time of uncertainty
a time of pain
the loss of what was gained
best friends left alone
love left without anyone to blame
a shared pain multiplied by four
shaken one to the very core
that heart of glass, cracked, flawed
the uncertainty of being able to take more
when will it shatter?
when will the nightmare end?
that brotherhood broken
perhaps never to mend...
The Pebble 13/12/09
You told meYou called me a social butterfly.You told me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You told me that I had friends back then.
But I sorry,
I don't remember that. I can't.
You told me what I used to be.
That I was happy.
I don't recall feeling that way in my past.
Look at me.
You look at me now and you probably think,
Where did my little girl go?
Well, I'm sorry, but I don't know.
She seemed to have disappeared,
God knows how many years ago.
You asked me why,
Why I don't smile all the time like I used to.
You tell me,
Tell me to stop acting this way.
You say that I'm acting werid.
That I'm not being normal,
But I am.
I don't see what's wrong with me.
But you do,
You see every flaw.
You see the way I look at my surroundings.
You see the way I sit so quietly, not reacting nor listening.
You think you see every flaw,
But you don't.
You don't see the pain in my eyes.
You don't see the sadness in my small smiles.
I only smile briefly now,
Only when I want to or when I can't help it.
But I feel myself smile from time to time,
Without even no
Skeleton Loversa. their bones have been fused together.Skeleton Lovers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with each passing step, another fracture.
its humorous how their fingers and knuckles
still manage to make their way around each other.
though, the flesh will always crawl away.
b. they are skeletons now.
their hearts float above them, no longer protected by cages of ribs.
the deep, slow thuds of
heavy hearts pumping blood can no longer be heard
over the static that constantly rings through their conscience
c. joints hopelessly crank and grind against each other
conceiving powdered bone; she's kept it all in jars
her laugh is deadly as she looks upon her collection of dust particles.
each casing of glass holds another gallon of poison.
a slow dissatisfying torture.
she wished he'd just given her all of those gallons at once
then she could have ended it easily
severed whatever tie that was holding them together,
save them both of this pointless trouble.
d. he can't remember who's fault it is.
one day they just started walking,
for years they've b
PoisonGlistening crescents slowly convene on the wandering path to your chinPoison4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A slow and silent suicide jump to the checkered floor below
Another drop in the ever growing sea of pain
But I don't turn around
I don't look back
I wipe away my own glistening shame
It's just like before
Those tears full of poison
Lacing my drink
But unlike last time
I don't take the glass
Senses.i can remember movie nights at Smittees' and the way we wereSenses.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and how i would always try to place your hand in mine
[and i still wonder if it fits, if it's supposed to fit; because i like
my hand around your pinky, your tiny finger belongs to me]
i can hear voices and music and fun everywhere
but i'm just aching to hear you in the background
['cause you're the life of the party
even if the party's not in your life]
i can taste the bittersweet memories right on my tongue
they sting and prick and wander around freely
[once i had you to hold them back, in the
deepest of my guts, where they belong]
i can see tears streaming down your beautiful face
and it hurts me more with every drop that falls
[and my heart beats with
'itsmyfault' -- 'itsmyfault']
i can feel the marks on your legs and my arms
and i wonder where you went so downhill for me