Leaving the Day BehindLeaving the Day Behind in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
leave the day behind
to a night of peaceful sleep
stars will bless your dreams
Forever friendsA head full of momentsForever friends in Free Verse More Like This
Memories of tears and smiles
Remembering the first time I met
These people I now call friends
Hard to believe that I know them to so well now
Learning to trust these people
The moment of fear and uncertainty
Never actually thinking we would be here
Coming and going
Where we started
We continue our way forward
The Player of heartsHe says hes got time on his handsThe Player of hearts in Free Verse More Like This
for a simple little dance
sweeping me off my feet
as we make our way to the dance floor
holding hands, close to each other slowly going
back and forth
to and fro
He`s the worst kind of boy
full of sweet promises
full of half lies
but I can`t deny
He`s got the face of an angel
he tricks my heart into thinking
that he`s going to stay
foever in my arms
Before I know it
dissappeared from the dance floor
without a single
Fear DreamIn fearFear Dream in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but unsure of why
my hands, wet with blood
What have I done?
looking at my hands in agony
terror fills me
Did I kill again?
I quickly look away
and feel my body
shoot up from my bed
I force my hands
to move closer
to my face
Only sticky with sweat
did it really happen
or was it all
just a bad dream?
The darkend battlefield: Part 3"His life`s destiny is not predetermined b.." the girl started.The darkend battlefield: Part 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The rose must turn into ashes to bring my son back," the now crytic misty-man told as he smiled, unconcerned.
"You shall not kill my brother! You shall not bring this Son of Deamons, Son of Choas back to this world, Abyss," the little girl yelled with a different voice. The voice of a woman who would know, it was powerful and felt very old. an unknown woman helping her out, or was she part of her? The little girl looked so lost, as if she just wanted to run away, but didn`t. She stood her ground and jsut went with it, even though she was completly lost.
So this was the man Isis was speaking of... But why couldn`t I see how he looked? I still didn`t know where I was...nor why I was somewhat a ghost to these people I was watching.
"Daughter of Light, how did you survive? how is this possible," Abyss mumbled, a little fearful.
" You can kill my body, but never my soul or mind. You always struggled to learn anythin
the liarwords dressed up so prettythe liar in Free Verse More Like This
laced with poison and sorrow
the fault lies within our selves
darkened by lies and deciet
calling for angels that can`t help you here
as you drown in your own lies and deciet
only dreming of devils and deamons
blocking the path to the escape
you`ve sealed off
with your own kind of hellish actions.
The darkened battlefield pt 1"She's awake." Someone muttered while I looked at the slowly moving black swirls all around me.The darkened battlefield pt 1 in Short Stories More Like This
I opened my eyes, which were extremely blurry, and I slurred, "Where am I? Who are you?"
"Kyrie, you were bitten by a rougue hellhound, hold still so I can examine you." The blurry woman replied.
"How do you know my name?" I croaked with confusion.
"She doesn't remember, does she Kilik?" the blurry woman mumbled.
"No Isis," he whispered, " she doesn't."
"Isis? Kilik?" I wavered.
"Yes child," Isis chimed." You're lucky Kilik was not that far away from you when that rougue hellhound decided to attack you, i wonder who sent it or had control of it before it went rougue..." I was going to what they were talking about; however, after she said this, I could finally see clearly so i surveyed the room I was accupying. It had two beds, one was slivery blue ( which I was occupying), the other was goldish red. It also had a red and gold stripped chair and a blue twisted lamp on a cherry wood table. Who
The darkened battlefield :part 2"Why, are you afraid of whom I picked Isis," I chimed.The darkened battlefield :part 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"No child, but you should be.... he`s....... Abyss," Isis started, a little nervous.
"Abyss, Who is he," I asked confused.
"He's... He's the first of the Bloodlust clan of demons," Isis told.
"Bloodlust Clan? There's clans of demons," I asked, still a little confused.
"Yes, many. The Atlan and the Bloodlust Clan are the worst of them, and the most powerful," Isis told.
" Okay, but this doesn`t change anything. I will fight this 'Abyss' guy and kick his ass to the ground," I told her in my best confident snap.
"Child, you are still young and not strong enough to go against the man that could even change Felix into what he is now... surely you remember," Isis worried while twiddling her thumbs in horror at what I just said.
Suddenly a flash of light appeared as if wrenching me out of my body into somewhere else. Once I could stop shielding my eyes, I was standing in a large temple-like structure made of onyx and moonstone and th
Sweet poisonous remedyHe clutches theSweet poisonous remedy in Free Verse More Like This
Bottle filled with sweet poisons that can lullaby him to sleep in his hands.
To take or not to take
The decision seems so empty,
While he falls from the truths of his broken pressured self
He final lets himself win the battle
Not his friends this time
And lets the bottle roll
across the white tiled bathroom
The sounds of spilling liquid
fills the silence around him
For a moment.
His long black hair
Falls into his eyes
As his head falls forward.
He stands on shaky legs
To a mirror
His own reflection stares back
asking only for sleep
as he sees his pale skin
seems so much paler than before.
ImmortalI sit on my blackened throne, surrounded by a pool of blood and five pillars of flame. Cold blue eyes stare out from under a charred steel mask hiding face from all who would look. A long robe as black as the void from which i came lies open on my shoulders. I rule with an iron will. I reign with strength and cruelty. A fool dances at my side with a malicious smile and eyes filled with truth and salvation. He gives them the strength to endure my torment. Every soul I burn he breathes life into the ashes. My most loyal stand in a line in front of me. My death dealers, they kill any target without question. Follow any order without a second thought. I am the Devil and they are My hellhounds. We rule this world and the next without sympathy or remorse. We are Immortal.Immortal in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing in OblivionShe dances in the dark, oblivious to the world around her.Dancing in Oblivion in Free Verse More Like This
He watches with sorrow in his heart and death on his hands.
She doesn't know the terrible things he has done to protect her.
He won't let her see the truth behind the mask.
She runs through the world without a second thought.
He sits in the shadows watching her every move, waiting.
She feels him all around her.
He sheds a single tear with every life he takes, it is necessary.
She is always there to wipe the tear away.
He could never tell her why the tear falls.
She never asks.
He knows one day this world will crumble.
She lives everyday like tomorrow is an eternity away.
He sees the days counting one by one.
She lives in a timeless world.
He slays all who would show her the real world.
She walks past the bodies without ever noticing the blood.
ConsumationA slow descent into madness.Consumation in Free Verse More Like This
Seeing the fragments of your psyche shatter.
Sitting idly by as the darkness in your mind consumes you.
There is a chance for salvation.
What are you willing to sacrifice to save yourself?
Would you kill to live?
Would you take the life of another so that you can continue down your broken path?
Can you handle the toll that will take?
Can you live with that weighing on your conscience, the blood of an innocent?
There is a chance for salvation.
Do you have what it takes to survive?
Can you do the unthinkable without flinching?
Can you walk forever in darkness and exile?
There is one chance to save yourself.
Lucky for you all you have to do is become the darkness that consumes you.
No unnecessary death.
No need to kill anything for your own survival.
Nothing that easy.
Truth in the momentFragments of time and space linger all around us. We view them compressed into opportunity and chance. Situations that will shape how we will become as human beings. Given the chance or the opportunity to kill someone with no legal recourse, what would you do? Would you take that life? Would it be a burden on your soul until you die? Would you refuse the chance? If you did refuse the chance would it be due to a moral sentiment or would it be fear of some unknown consequence? People always argue over nature or nurture. What of blood memory? Is it possible that our genetic structure carries memories that we follow and call instinct? Do we walk an invisible path, reacting to situations as the ones before us did? Do the sins of the father carry unto the son? Do we wander through life following a string set out for us by the sisters of fate? Destined to continue the sins committed before we were even in this world? I don't believe in fate. My brother and i have a shared belief of "No fate bTruth in the moment in Free Verse More Like This
The AngelThe angel falls from heavenThe Angel in Free Verse More Like This
Thrown from grace
Cast out among the wretched
She stands and covers her eyes
Light begins to pulse and shudder beneath her clenched hands
She falls to her knees trying to contain the scream
Teeth grinding together
Her hands whip out releasing the anguish withheld
An eruption of light fills the air
Slumped on the ground she lays broken
Wings torn asunder from the blast
Fallen from grace
Fallen from his eyes
She stands now in purgatory
No longer an angel
No longer divine
Full of syn and corruption
She is nothing more than human...
MementoPaintings on my wallMemento in Free Verse More Like This
A ring I wear
A notebook hidden
A bible hanging
A poker chip
A watch on my wrist
A venetian mask
A picture hidden
A letter signed in blood
A vial with the essence of another
A blade shared between lovers
A blood stain hidden by sheets
A playing card warped and bent through age
A paper towel in a plastic bag
Each one echoes of a past most will never know
A significance known only by myself and one other
A true meaning lost to the world
Artifacts of no value to most
Relics that are priceless to me
To touch one brings tremors of recollection
Feeling that memory play again in vivid detail
I keep these mementos like the scars on my body
I keep them so I will never forget what I have done
I keep them so wounds can't truly heal
I keep them to keep my humanity
I keep them now... and forever...
Within a dreamShe stood before me, a sight i could barely stand to see. Radiance and beauty in it's purest form. Her eyes burned a cold white as she stared through me. Her face was perfect, no signs of age or worry, perfect and without expression. Her lips were full and black as pitch. I could feel her breath pulse in the air around me. On her back stand wings, crimson as blood. She was truly a beautiful and glorious sight. I knew she was not true. I knew she wasn't real. I had seen her many times before but only in dreams. Now she stood before me and i knew not what to say. I felt her speak but her lips never once parted. She told me not to be afraid. She told me she was there to guard me, to be my true aegis. I could feel her sincerity in every word. I felt her love and compassion burning in me. She was everything i prayed she would be. She was perfect and she was mine. Created by my own mind,given life by my will. My own taste of purity.Within a dream in Free Verse More Like This
SolemnTake a breath and slide the bladeSolemn in Free Verse More Like This
It's easier than it sounds
The pain isn't very severe
All it takes is a little tug
Once you make the first
The rest come almost naturally
The body begins to take over
Muscle memory sets in
Lost in thought, you don't even feel it anymore
Before you know it your done
Admire your work
Just for a second
Gaze upon the puddle
Shining crimson with a hint of black
Now it's all over
You would never have guessed
It never once crossed your mind
Now your addicted
You feel the craving build
Everyday you feel the urge
That nagging feeling
The little voice isn't there any more
Been away for weeks
Almost seems a little too quiet
Once you lose it it's gone forever
You start to miss the sound
Time begins to drag along
It gets louder all the time
Never a moment of silence
Unnerving to say the least
Echoes tremble in the dead air
The fog stands stiff
Unforgiving and ceaseless
The sound of bells in the distance
Do you remember the first time
Time seems to stutter
3: Beauty and the Beast"You look like a princess, dear," Fiona stepped back so that Beth had a better view of herself in the full length mirror.3: Beauty and the Beast in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beth's heart skipped when she looked over her reflection, barely recognizing the young lady who stared back. The gown she wore, though not cut in the latest fashion, was a rich emerald green that complimented her fair skin and rich brown curls. The skirt was full, the silk flaring slightly at the hips and reaching to the floor where the hem was stitched in an ornate pattern of golden ivy. The stitching continued up the skirt to the bodice, wrapping around it in a way that complimented her narrow waist.
The bodice was cut lower than the style that Beth was used to and was trimmed in black lace, and Beth couldn't help but feel self conscious about the amount of cleavage that it revealed. Yet Fiona assured her that it was not at all inappropriate, that it barely revealed anything at all, which relieved Beth somewhat.
Fiona had also managed to style Beth's unruly tresse
4: Beauty and the BeastSunlight streamed through the large window and across the foot of the bed, and for a moment Beth forgot where she was. She turned onto her back, staring up through the canopy of drapes hanging across the four poster bed, her anxiety and frustration over her situation returning as the after effects of sleep wore away.4: Beauty and the Beast in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beth hated how helpless she felt, trapped in a castle in the middle of a vicious storm that showed no signs of easing up. She sat up in bed and stretched her tired limbs, then scooted to the edge of the bed and pulled the blanket up around her shoulders against the biting cold of morning.
Since there was nothing she could do about her situation, she focused instead on the small things she could control, such as getting dressed and straightening her bed. She was certain that Fiona would be upset with her for cleaning up a bit, but Beth wasn't the type who expected others to wait on her.
Once the bed was as close to perfect as she could get it, Beth went to the armoire where
5: Beauty and the Beast"If I didn't know you so well, Mr. Gibbs, I would think you were mad for being outside during such poor weather," Garrett said, pulling his thick leather gloves from the pocket of his great coat. "The cold is quite unbearable."5: Beauty and the Beast in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Garrett tugged his gloves on against the biting cold, glancing warily at the dark clouds swirling high above. Though the snowfall had ceased that morning, Garrett could sense the storm would be back with a vengeance by nightfall.
"I hadn't planned on coming out, I assure you," Mr. Gibbs chuckled. "But dear Tilly has been cooped up in the barn these past days, and with this small break in the storm I could not pass up the opportunity to take her out for a short ride. Isn't that right old girl?"
Tilly bobbed her head as Mr. Gibbs ran his gloved hand back and forth against her neck, leading the old mare along through the snow and towards the barn.
Garrett walked beside Mr. Gibbs in silence, his thoughts turning to Mr. Leonard and the letter that he had placed in th
2: Beauty and the BeastBeth clung to Mr. Thorne's arm around her waist, her teeth chattering as icy rain trickled down her face. Her hair was glued to her cheeks and tangled around her neck, her cloak and gown soaked through to her skin. Her whole body was numb, her fingers and toes aching painfully from the cold.2: Beauty and the Beast in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We're nearly there," Mr. Thorne shouted over the onslaught of rain. Beth nodded, unable to speak as droplets of rain hit her already numb face.
Beth leaned closer against Mr. Thorne, trying to soak up some of the warmth that seemed to roll off of him in waves. Though she shook violently against the cold, Mr. Thorne felt as though he was on fire, and she couldn't help but relish the warmth that his nearness offered.
He stiffened behind her as she held onto him, his grip around her waist tightening as his warm breath ghosted over her temple. She tilted her head and glanced up at him to find his hard unreadable eyes on her, his jaw clenching and unclenching.
There was something possessive in the way
1: Beauty and the BeastHe sees her huddled near the side of the road, the hood of her tattered brown cloak pulled tightly around her wrinkled face.1: Beauty and the Beast in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She rises to her feet as he nears on horseback, her tiny frame hunched over, a crooked wooden cane clutched in her weathered hand.
"Won't you buy a rose, my lord?" She asks, her voice a low cackle that crawls over his skin.
He glares down into her white eyes, the eyes of a blind woman, and the stench of sickness reaches his nose. Her hood falls back from her face, revealing her blistered lips and her ashen skin, marred with the spots of disease.
"Get away from me, peasant." He shouts, disgusted.
She bends one crooked arm and reaches into her basket, pulling out a long stemmed rose, the bud shriveled and black, the petals dry and brittle.
"Please, my lord," she begs, her eyes brimming with tears. "I am but a poor and hungry old woman, with no home or family to speak of."
She lifts the rose towards him, ambling closer, when suddenly she trips and stumbles into t
11:Elle's Wedding Day"Miss! Miss!" Thomas cried.11:Elle's Wedding Day in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elle opened her eyes with a groan to find Thomas leaning over her, his little hands on her shoulder as he tried to shake her awake.
"What time is it?" She croaked.
Stretching, she turned onto her side and glanced at the porthole, frowning when she saw that it was still dark.
"It's just after dawn!" Thomas said, sitting beside her on the narrow bed.
Elle sighed, tugging the thin sheet more tightly around her shoulder. She had made it a habit to sleep as late as she could, not because she was depressed, she assured herself, but because it meant less time spent anywhere near Elias, and more time spent devising a plan.
"Why on Earth are you waking me up so early?" Elle asked, just as a deafening BOOM rocked the ship.
Elle shot up in the bed, grabbing Thomas protectively around the shoulders. "What the hell was that?" She shrieked.
Thomas laughed. "It's alright Miss, just a signal shot to let Tearny know we intend to make port."
Elle stood up and stretched
1: Mias and Elle Meet AgainElle glanced around the wide expanse of the ballroom, suppressing a yawn with the back of her hand. It was just after eleven o'clock and she was eager for the night to end so she could go home and crawl into bed. She wasn't normally one for these types of parties, but she had promised her friends that she would attend this illustrious costume ball that they had been planning for the past several weeks.1: Mias and Elle Meet Again in Short Stories More Like This
She shifted from side to side, grateful that the long crimson skirt of her ball gown was long enough that she was at least able to wear her favorite pair of comfortable flats. Her friends had all opted for sexy high heels, but Elle knew that after an hour of that her feet would begin to feel like they were being twisted in a vice. The bodice of the gown, however, gave her nothing but trouble. It was so tight she could hardly breathe, with a neckline so low that she felt completely exposed. Her friends had assured her that she looked ravishing, but she felt ridiculous and more than a litt
Dirty Diana Chapter 10Dirty Diana Chapter 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Michael sat in a private waiting room of the hospital for several hours as the doctors tried to remove the bullet from Diana's arm. He cried into his hands for the duration of the time and attempted to forget the endless ride from the rooftop.
"Diana, please. Stay with me." He had whispered to her softly as tears fell from his eyes and onto her cheek. Vinnie sat next to him and stroked her hair as one of the paramedics drove rapidly across town. Fear rose in Michael as every minute brought more of a doubt that she would make it.
"Michael," Vinnie began. Michael turned to look at him and saw a tear form at the edge of his eyes, "I just wanted to thank you for keeping her safe. I wish I had the strength and fearlessness that you possess you take her in when there was a death warrent out for her in the mafia society." He finished and smiled at him softly. Michael nodded in responce.
They arrived at the hospital and immediately they were surrounded by n
Just UsJust Us in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Is this okay Michael?" My dresser asked. I nodded and stood back to observe myself in the mirror. I giggled with excitement as my white shirt hung loosely from my toro and my arm brace fit perfectly.
It was November 11th, 1991 and I was shooting the video for "Black or White" which is one of my favorite songs. My dresser left the room and I couldn't help but twist around and almost fall with joy.
I had anticipated this video shoot for weeks and constantly smiled at the thought of finally seeing the finished product. I fixed my hair and walked out onto set.
"Michael, great we need to get started." John Landis, my director, stepped out form behind the camera and clapped his hands together like he always did and gestured me to my spot. We began by shooting the scene of me dancing with the Indians. I stood in my place on the high up pedastal and waited for the cue.
We hadn't rehearsed this scene because I wanted it to be more like we just spontaniously started danc
Dirty Diana Chapter 1Dirty Diana Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rain began to fall upon New York on that warm Friday evening. The date was March 4th, 1988. The lights of the "never sleeping" town began to ignite in a matter of moments as Michael stepped out of his hotel. He quickly made his way to the back seat of his car covering his head with his jacket.
He breathed a sigh of releif as the car started towards Madison Square Garden where he was to perform that night. Every night for the past week this had been the show he had been antisipating. This was the show where he felt things would change.
Michael had a way of beeing able to tell if a certain night would change his destiny, and he felt tonight would be the one.
He entered the stadium of cheering fans and escaped to his position backstage. The lights dimmed and he slowly walked out onto the stage without his sight. The crowd silenced as the band began playing. He turned away form the audience for a "sizziling" effect, then turned quickly to casue the women to faint, the men to scream, and th
You Rock My World Chapter 4You Rock My World Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After letting Emma out, Michael returned to Sandra and the children. They sat under a tree and laughing. Michael approached them and Paris stood to greet him.
"Daddy, me and Prince are tired. Can we go take a nap?" She asked with a slight yawn. He nodded and kissed both of their foreheads as they walked away. Sandra stood and began walking towards the house too. Michael stepped in front of her.
"Uh, may I speak to you?" He mummbled. She nodded and looked into his eyes. Her hazel eyes filled to the brim with unfofilled potential. He looked around and spotted a guard.
"Not here. Follow me." He demanded as he turned in a familiar direction in Neverland. Following a path down and around several apple orchards Michael stopped and looked into the green leaves and pink bud of his favorite tree; the Giving Tree.
Ever since he had moved to Neverland, he had sat up on a certain branch when he had writers block. He had even written "Billie Jean" in this tree. H
You Rock My World Chapter 5You Rock My World Chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Michael and Sandra returned to the house and parted ways. Michael did't know what to do. He began to think about Sandra whenever something reminded him of her. Every part of her made him weak at the knees. Never had he felt like this before, and he slowly began to realize he loved her.
Several weeks passed and Michael only began to fall deeper and deeper in love with the woman who had lost her memory.
One day after a recording session a sudden knock alarmed Michael as he sat reading a book. He didn't have to stand before Emma let herself in. Her brown hair down for once but her atire the same. She didn't appear happy as she threw down her breif case in front of him. Michael tenced at the loud crash of the leather on the wooden table.
"What's wrong?" He asked as he set his book down next to him. She exhaled in dissapointment.
"Michael, do I look stupid?" She asked. He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward looking at her intently.
"Do you think I'm stup
You Rock My World Chapter 2You Rock My World Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Michael brought her into the house and sent her with the maid to be cleaned up. Meanwhile, he began to find her identity. Quietly he snuck upstairs to check on his children Paris slept soundly but Prince sat at his window breathing in the fresh night air. Michael opened the door with a creak and Prince turned around. Michael walked in and picked up Prince.
"Daddy, I like the night." he mummbled with a yawn. He set Prince down in his bed and tucked him in. Slowly he walked out as Prince began to softly snore.
He hustled down the stairs and caught the unknown woman with the maid, all cleaned up.
"Thank you Maria." Michael nodded to the maid and she proceeded to her own room. The woman seemed younger now and very beautiful. She smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Would you like to go to bed now?" he asked. She nodded yawning.
There were many rooms in Neverland so he chose the one he thought was the closest to his won room besides the childrens. He opened
You Rock My World Chapter 1You Rock My World Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Michael you will love this new sound we're working on." Exclaimed LaShawn Daniels as he led Michael down a hall to his usual recording studio. With a fake grin and nod Michael replied, "Great." Michael wore jeans and a white short sleeve shirt as he yanked off his sun glasses and folded them over the neck of his shirt.
He had been raised in a different era and todays music sounded more like garbage than anything he had ever heard before. Michael was not looking forward to recording his new album "Invincible", but if it would keep Sony off of his back then it was worth it.
"What are we set to record today LaShawn?" He asked. LaShawn turned around and smiled at him.
"Do you remember the group Floetry?" He asked. Michael nodded and wondered what he was up to.
"Well, they are here so we can begin recording "Butterflies" today." He finally said. Michael smiled for real this time and began to have butterflies swarm his stomach.
Never Too LateInk splatters upon my precious screen.Never Too Late in Free Verse More Like This
Darkened Lines spark a tear in my eye.
Love hangs on strings from the rain filled clouds.
How I wish I could remember you.
The night sky sings a lullaby to ease my heart.
You were always here beside me.
A lover awaits my return in the deep forest.
We will find each other once more.
Arriving to meet your selfish eyes,
we see through each other forever in the clear sky.
A Place for you and meBlue streams of sorrow wash over my eyes.A Place for you and me in Free Verse More Like This
Each wave of sweet complications cures my lonliness.
Sunlight ignites a warmth in my skin.
Pink flower petals gently brush against my hand,
leading me out of the rain to taste the lemon sky.
Becoming OneBeside me is a feeling I'd like to end.Becoming One in Free Verse More Like This
A deepening uncertainty is growing.
Where do I begin in my thoughts?
He looks for me...
A gentle breeze carried my heart down the river.
I've Fallen asleep under a reason I can't defend.
So wrapped up in the current,
I've let myself float above the edge for too long.
Someday is TodayIt hurts to pass you by and not say you're mine.Someday is Today in Free Verse More Like This
It hurts to say the things that can never be undone.
Someday I know I won't feel this way.
It hurts to look in your eyes and see the damage I've done.
It hurts to hold my head high with pride to make you think I've won.
Someday I know you won't feel that way.
If the sky were one and the same you and me would be two jets crossing in the sunset.
One moment held us together, but nothing more.
I wished for that thrill but I knew...
and even when I knew...
I still hoped in you.
It hurts to be in the same places we used to be together.
It hurts to watch the seasons turn and feel the change in the weather.
Someday I want to forget all this.
It hurts to recall the memeories in a world we once knew to be so far away.
It hurts to not tell you everything will all be okay.
Someday I want you to forget all about me.
If my heart was a train on the tracks you would be the stop sign that sends me off them.
One moment holds us together, but nothing more.
Black River Bleeds BlueI can not look into your eyes,Black River Bleeds Blue in Free Verse More Like This
your face so full of disgrace.
The way you walk beside my path,
I turn to avert my gaze.
These bitter words I wish would sink,
settle at the bottom of these stairs.
The love that swirls and swallows me,
my fingers entwined in your black hair.
I can not understand your fate,
the hopes and dreams we once shared.
Days are slowly escaping me,
I tremble and do not dare.
The worry you possess is not fair,
your twisted state of mind ignites.
The beauty in my sanctuary,
our hands clasped through the darkest nights.
I'm ReadyWe comeI'm Ready in Free Verse More Like This
We sway like trees in the wind.
I've arrived and I know
we were always an obstacle on the streets
I'm a drifting soul in the sunlight
You're a soul in the shadows I've yet to meet
You're out there
These walls start to fold
We paint the sky bluer with an emotion
These minutes tick on and on
You're coming for me
I'm ready to kiss the face of someone I never
I'm waiting for you
I've been waiting for you longer than I ever
Roses and RainBroken leaves fall from the purple sky.Roses and Rain in Free Verse More Like This
Pink feelings wither away like the roses
laying on my tombstone.
Cool kisses bring my soul back to meet the
Hopeful kites soar higher in the night.
Dark caves promise soothing snowfalls in the
Warm hands hold me like no one else would.
Deepening thoughts make a crater in my mind.
Strawberry flavored gum creates a bubble
around my heart.
Beams of light give way to the answers I might
have never known.
Recollecting distant memories brave the
flowing bombs dropping out of the palms of my
Cinnamon boats carry a message onto the plains
of a place I once knew so well.
Dreams pick up my feet so I'll learn how to
Colors of Reality PrologueWhere was I? In the dark I could not make out the landscape. My eyesight had always been poor, ever since I was small. But now was the one time of all that I actually cared. Thunder roared behind me and I struggled to keep my pace to avoid it. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the red glare of fire. Shouts grew louder and louder as the woods thickened. Even the moon could not show itself above the trees.Colors of Reality Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Creatures of night scattered to avoid my clumsy paws. Big and small, they sensed danger. Humans. Their fires became hotter the more ground covered. If I was not running and trying to make my long body curve around the foliage I would have growled. Tired and injured with everything I slammed into, I was angry. The humans were abominations of nature that lost their way from it. All they cared about was power over all. Greed infested all they were and their kind. Whether they want to try to rid themselves of heartlessness or not did not change a thing.
My kind had been near complete
Colors of Reality Chapter 1Colors of Reality Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I’m the reason
Everybody fired up this evenin’.
I’m exhausted, barely breathin’
Holdin’ on to what I believe in.
No matter what you’ll never
Take that from me.
My reign is as far as
Your eyes can see.
ValentineValentine in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t know who you are
Or the sound of your name
I don’t know where you may be
Or how far we are apart
I don’t know the touch of your skin
Or the warmth of your embrace.
Will I meet you by chance?
Or some other way?
It doesn’t matter.
I know I will find you
So I can wait.
I am in no hurry
Though I long day to day.
Because when I find you
I will know your sweet name
And the melody of your voice
I know we will be together
Though miles may go on
I will know how I feel
When you hold my hand,
When you hug me,
When I hear you say you love me.
I know I will love you too
I know I will be yours and you will be mine
And most of all
You will always be my valentine.
Colors of Reality Chapter 3 Part 1“Keylea, wake up. We’re here.”Colors of Reality Chapter 3 Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My jaws parted in a yawn. “No,” I groaned. “Ten more minutes.” Billy was asleep in my lap and I didn’t want to move let alone wake up.
Dad pet my head. As tired as I was since the night before last, because I was practically awake the whole time, there wasn’t enough fight in me to be angry. Now the thought crossed the mind, it felt nice. “C’mon, sweetheart, don’t you want to see the place? I think you’ll like it.” He took his hand away and got out.
I opened my eyes. Don’t stop now…The car was light to white yellow inside. Morning. I stretched and Billy almost slipped off my lap. “Sorry, boy.” He whined. “Hey, I said ‘sorry’.
Rebirth...Chpt. 1Rebirth...Chpt. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At least a year and a half had passed since Jessie had seen the wolf pups for the first time. Their names were Kana, Toka, and Norin. They were all born in a sanctuary in Guffey, Colorado with their brother Totem. Totem was left with their mother, Greytail, because he was the runt of the litter and weakest.
As the name implies, Greytail had a grey tail and grey ears. The rest of her coat was black with streaks of grey running through her fur. Their father, Bear, was light-brown with dark-brown paws and an even darker muzzle.
Ever since Jessie had seen the pups, she was all about researching information on them and the history of the sanctuary they resided.
She found out how many wolves were there, which ones were in which pack, and who worked at the sanctuary and cared for th
Colors of Reality Chapter 2I stepped out of the car and stretched my arms high over my head. We’d been on the road for at least twenty-four hours. Food and motion sickness didn’t sit well with me. It felt good to stand up. An itch ruined it for me. I started scratching my neck and my hand went crazy fast. After ten seconds it finally went away.Colors of Reality Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My eyes adjusted to the brightness and I saw where we were parked. A gas station. “Hm. What’d Dad stop here for?” The gas tank was only half empty. Perhaps there wasn’t another station for miles after this. Dad was the only one who looked at the map. I couldn’t read one to save my life. There was a chart of the state by the restrooms. The name wasn’t visible from where I was standing so I got a closer look. My eyes widened. Damn! Clear from Utah to Oklahoma already! Just how fast has Dad been driving? There was no way we could have gotten to Oklahoma
I Think To MyselfI Think To Myself in Free Verse More Like This
The sun shines golden
Your warm, dark chocolate eyes sparkle.
Your ebony locks move lightly as the wind blows.
I see you lie back, enjoying the day.
I smile to myself and think, how lucky am I?
Your soft laughter makes me smile.
Your sweet voice makes me sigh in content.
Your company makes me feel happy.
I feel so safe when I'm near you.
I smile to myself and think, is this even real?
I feel like I'm in a dream.
I long for your touch.
I long for your warmth.
I long for your everything.
You are my world, I love you so much.
I lie with you in the bright sunlight
I feel the cool grass under my finger tips.
I look over to you, you've closed your eyes.
You lie there contently, a small smile on those full, perfect lips.
I caress your cheek lightly and think to myself, how lucky am I?
You lie there relaxing.
You lie there happily.
You lie there and tune the world out.
For now, nothing else seems to matter.
It's just me and you.
I giggle at the mere thought.
You and I, how perfect.
I watch a s
Two YearsTwo Years in Free Verse More Like This
Two years since you left.
I can hardly believe it.
Tears have not dried.
And they never will.
My heart aches .
I want to hear your soft voice.
I want to hear you spread your strong message.
I want to rejoice in your tunes.
I want to rejoice in your strong love.
I want to and I still can.
We all can.
We will keep your strong message alive.
We will honor your memory, forever and always.
We can join together.
We can laugh together.
We can cry together.
Together as one.
We are all family.
We are all friends.
You are our inspiration.
You are forever in our hearts.
Passion and soul.
Love and magic.
Legacy and memory.
All of this, within us.
Them meaning your children.
Them meaning your friends.
Them meaning your fans.
Them meaning everyone.
Everyone who cared.
Everyone who listened.
Everyone who kept you in their hearts.
Everyone who loves you.
Michael, sweet angel.
You are incredible, in every way.
We love you and miss you
Rest in peace Michael
Our love for you will never
A Day With MichaelA Day With Michael in Free Verse More Like This
What would I do if I could spend a day with Michael?
There's so much to do.
There's flying to another country
There's the idea of going to Disney World
There's even the idea of performing together!
So many choices... what would I pick?
I think I'd pick something simple.
A day of total relaxation for Michael.
We could start our day by having breakfast
Then fill up a bunch of water balloons and have a fight.
After that, we could come in and sit in the library
Doing nothing but sharing stories.
The stories we shared would not be just any stories.
We could go back and forth with past memories
Or perhaps something more fun, like fairytales!
Not the usual fairytales either.
We could be different and make our own up!
About two friends going on magical adventures
Because that's what we had been doing thus far.
Perhaps after story time, we could go on the train.
We could take a trip around Neverland and discuss our dreams.
What we wanted to do in the future.
How we hoped things played out
CaptivatingCaptivating in Free Verse More Like This
Unique, almond eyes
Full, perfect lips
Thick, arched eyebrows
He's so amazingly captivating.
Genuine beauty outside
Genuine beauty inside
Genuine beauty completely
Large, astounding talent
Large, powerful body
Large heart, soft-spoken
One word, simply captivating...
The PuppyThe Puppy in Short Stories More Like This
I ran through the stores desperately, trying to find the perfect gift for him. I didn't know what on Earth to get him! Though the bigger question was really what did he NOT have! Shopping for Michael was so tough. He didn't really give me any ideas. His answer was always "You don't need to get me anything; it's the thought that counts." If I didn't get him something, I'd feel so bad. He'd given me so much; the least I could do was get him something!
I currently stood in the middle of a HUGE clothing store. There were clothes everywhere. I walked and walked. I knew what his style was and they had plenty of things I'm sure he'd love, but the gift didn't feel special enough. A new outfit wasn't really saying much. It was more like saying "Hey, I gotcha this because it was all I could think to get, love it anyway though?" I sighed and started on my way out. I was close to the front of the store before I was stopped.
Someone SpecialSomeone Special in Free Verse More Like This
June 25th 2009 was a sad day,
The rain came and whisked the sun away,
People shed tears as did the sky,
As someone was lifted high,
This person was special and
Some may try to deny it, but
Inside they'll find that they're wrong.
And behind his mask of happiness laid misery and pain,
Despite this he still cared.
The King of Pop we say lived his life every day,
To try and find different ways
To amuse us and make us happy,
Some with beautiful yet sappy
Love songs, others with dancing,
Always being unique and chancing
The impossible, all this thrown together
With an angel like voice,
Mostly anyone could rejoice
In the sound of his voice.
His fame status was noted as blown so high.
Being marked as a superstar after his peak,
Trying everything he could to seek,
Just a little privacy as he claimed
In multiple songs and multiple
June 25th 2009 the world cried,
Today our tears may have dried
But we still cry silently when we hear
Who is this special person, you may
The one she least expected: 1The one she least expected: 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a normal day, I was sitting at the picnic table in the back yard. That's when my little sister, kaitland, six years younger than me, ran up to me. She was 15 years old. She looked very exited, and she was jumping up and down.
"ANDI! ANDI!? ANDI!!!" she screamed. I put my hand on her shoulder.
"what what what??" I said.
"I-radio-won-Michael-i-win!!!" she was making no sense.
"say that calmly." She took a deep breath in.
"ok. I won a radio contest, and look what I won!!" she said reaching into her back pocket. She pulled out two concert tickets to her favorite singers concert.
"so. You know I hate Michael Jackson. I don't like him. Why do I care?" I asked.
"oh andi! Please! I'll owe you big time! Take me to this concert!!! Mom says you take me, or I dot go!" she said. I sighed.
"fine. But you owe me." I said. She jumped forward and hugged me.
"thank you!" she squealed.
The one she least expected: 2The one she least expected: 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Three days later was the concert. I got into my car, her jumping in the passenger seat. I drove her to the stadium. We had front row seats. We were early. About a hour later, the stadium was full, and Michael was up on stage, beginning the show. I wished I wasn't there. I watched Michael move on the stage. He was a talented dancer, I will admit that. I looked at his face. It looked like he was looking right down into our section. But as I looked closer, he looked like he was staring straight at me. I looked away from him. At the end of the concert, we had to wait for everyone to clear out. I had to go to the bathroom.
"kait, go ahead out and wait in the car, I'm going to go to the restroom." I said. She nodded, and I gave her the keys, and she ran off. I went to the bathroom. On my way back, when I passed a closet, the door opened, and I was pulled inside. I tried to scream, but my mouth was covered.
"shhhhhhh. It's ok. Relax your body." I heard a voice say. 'no! it cant be!'
The one she least expected: 4The one she least expected: 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
kait bought my story of buying the 'replica' jacket off ebay. she went to school today. i smelt the jacket. it smelt so good. he smelt good. i couldnt tell which cologne he used though. i threw on his jacket and a par or skinny jeans and my hightopps and left the house. i got in my car and drove to the hote. i went to the front.
"im here for michale jackson." i said. the opened something on the computer.
"im sorry miss. He Checked out about fifteen minuts ago." she said. my mood dropped. i wanted to spend a day with him to get to know him. more or less, go on a date with him. i walked back out into the parking lot. just as i stepped off the sidewalk, a black furrari almost his me. i attempted to jump back but tripped on the sidewalk. the diver got out and helped me up.
"i am so sorry miss." he said. i nodded.
"it's fine. i shpuld've watched where i was going." just then the back door to the care oppened.
"m-michael?" i stuttered. the driver looked at michael and he shock his
Vampire of the night chp 1I was a hard working 27 year old. I was a well behaved worker. One night, i felt that i deserved a reward, so i went out to party with a couple of my friends, Kait, Katy, rusty, pixie, Camilla, Angie and Danielle. Well, after the party, Angie drove everyone home. Kait and i got out, our stop was first.Vampire of the night chp 1 in General More Like This
bye we said. Then Angie drove off.
Well kait. U gonna stay here or go home tonight? I asked,
Im gonna go home. I havent got good sleep in a while. C-ya she said. Kait only lived about 4 houses down from me. kait walked away and I went inside, where i was greeted by my dog, Annie.
hey girl. Theres no time to play tonight, I need sleep. i said as i headed up stairs. i went into my room, and went to sleep. It was about 1:15am when I finally got to sleep. About 3:30am, I woke up. I thought I heard a crash. I turned on the light; no one there. I went back to sleep. I was woke up again not long later. There was someon
The one she least expected: 3The one she least expected: 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning, I awoke and went downstairs. Kait was at school. I figured she'd have a great time today bragging about the concert. I never wanted to remember that again. I looked at my fore-arm, the gash, the bite marks. I shuttered at the thought. I could feel the pain in my mouth; I put numbing stuff on it. The one thing I could remember clear in my mind was the kiss. And the one question that followed the thought: 'was it for my blood, or does he have a crush on me?' I couldn't figure it out.i decided to look into this more, not just that, but the whole vampireness. I got dressed in a long sleeved shirt and my pants, and drove to the hotel he was suppose to be staying at. I walked in and asked for his room. Surprisingly they willingly with no hesitation gave it to me. I half ran up to his room. Without bothering to knock, I ran through the door without any plan. I stopped and looked around. I heard the shower running. I figured I'd wait around for him; or do some snoop
The one she least expected: 5The one she least expected: 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
it was a saturday. kait was at the mall with her friends. the nedt day was my birthday. michael had left earlier. said he was gonna go do some shopping. i did some cleaning around the house. just as i went to sit down, i heard a unfamiliar car horn outside my house. i looked out the blinds. there, with a big red rubbon on it, was a candy red, convertable furrari*my dream car. michael stood out there. i heard him yell.
"ANDI! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
i ran outside and jump/hugged him.
"OH MY GOT THANK YOU SO MUCH! you didnt have to get me a car though." i said feeling selfish.
"its fine. now on kaits 16th b-day, you can give her you're old car." he said. he smiled and wothout thinking i kissed him. i was still in his arms. jsut then kait and her friends drove up in her friends car.
"A-Andi?!" she squeeled. i jumped outta michaels arms and broke the kiss. her friends looked in shock.
"n-no! i-is that the REAL michael jackson?!" asked ehr one friend.
"yes i am." he said proudly. he wrap
Verfuhrung-part 2She hung on her best friend's arm as they gushed (maybe a little too loud) about the amazing concert they had just seen. Her heart was still beating along with the drums when they were walking out of the stadium, and everyone was bumping into them and giving them weird looks for being so American. Either of them cared. They just freaking seen RAMMSTEIN! Nothing could ruin their mood.Verfuhrung-part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
"Holy fuck! Did you see the WING SPAN on that fucking thing in Egnel?" Aiden babbled, spreading out his arms as wide as they could possibly go. "They were like THIS BIG! AND THEN FUCKING FLAMES CAME OUT OF THEM! It was AMAZING!"
"I know!" She replied, just as enthused (and drunk) as him. "And I had no idea they were going to do 'Buck Dich!' DID YOU SEE FLAKE'S FACE?! IT WAS PRICELESS!"
"I don't know how you think he's cute," she said, "I mean I can see Till, or Richard, or fuck, even Ollie! But really? You're into Flake?"
"Hey, take off the nose and I'd fuck him." She slapped his arm and
MaybeMaybe-2005Maybe in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe when I grow up
I'll be a fry cook
for a five star restaurant
I'll be a caddie
for the governor
I'll be a carpenter
in the stage crew
for one of the best shows of the century
I'll be a camera man
taping a person who entertains kids
Maybe I'll be the manager of a five star restaurant
Or Maybe I'll be the governor
Maybe I'll be a director
for the best show of the century
Perhaps I'll be the puppeteer
who entertains kids every day
I don't know what I'm going to be
when I get older
I don't really care
But I do know
what I want to be like now
A silent hero
Someone who can make a person
or cower in fear
with my words of pen
Make them envision themselves
in WHATEVER their hearts desire
I want to be a hero
Almost an Angel-4~~Paul~~Almost an Angel-4 in Short Stories More Like This
Why was it always me who had to take a dive into the deep end when it came to decisions like this? Don't you think it should have been Till or Richard? The stereotypical thing to think was that Ollie and Christoph would never pipe in being the drummer and bassist, and Flake really made us who we were, honestly, no one was disputing that, but looking like he did, he should be quiet as well. Shouldn't I have been like that too. I played RHYTHM GUITAR! Why was it always me to try to convince them to step out of their comfort zone?
I suppose I should have been happy as soon as Till told that girl that we would still be in the area for two extra days without asking anyone. We were supposed to leave the very next morning and head to Chicago for the next show. It wasn't for another week of course, and all we would be doing would have been sitting around in our hotel room waiting to go on for days, but everyone thought it was better to leave early AFTER a show then to arrive LATE to t
Verfuhrung-part 3"What do you mean, they're not real tickets!?" Aiden screamed at the big bouncer that stood outside the door where the party was. He stood perfectly still there, as other people held up their tickets and ran past them into the hotel.Verfuhrung-part 3 in Short Stories More Like This
"He can't understand you," Lillith butted in, snatching the tickets from Aiden's hand.
"Well, he had better fucking START understanding me in the next five minutes or we're going to have a fucking problem!" He started yelling, getting up in the bouncer's face to let him know that he meant business. Lillith put her hand on his chest and lightly pushed him aside. The look on her face said, 'Don't worry, I got this shit.'
"Herr, habt ich und meine freunde kommt reinen, bitte shön?" she asked, as nicely as she could, trying to keep her cool, as she listened to "Ich Will" float out the open door in large waves. All she wanted to do was get past this stupid doorway and dance a little. It was better than going back to the hotel where they stayed so they coul
The Only OneWe laughed like mad men, as I hung on his arm and stumbled along with him into the deadened street. Funny, I thought it should have been a lot more crowed oh well. No bother. I I mean, we were too drunk to care at the moment, with all the wine I drank and the cocktail of everything that was in his system. It was however kind of strange how he and Paul could handle so much and be so small in such different ways.The Only One in Short Stories More Like This
"FICK DICH TILL!" he yelled into the street. Till was long gone back to his house, but it was still so funny that I almost fell over myself in tears from the laughter. "ICH BIN DER VERDAMMT BESTE SÄNGER DER WELT SCHWULER!!!!"
"Wait, wait," I croaked out, hanging onto him so I wouldn't fall over, still choking on my laughter. "I, I can't understand you!"
"Good! You don't wanna!"
"Yes I dooooo!" I playfully slapped his arm, which got a smile out of him, and landed me a kiss on my forehead. Smelling the booze on his breath as it wafted down to my
The PiecesWhen writers can't writeThe Pieces in Free Verse More Like This
when painters can't paint
when philosophers can't think
Everything begins to close
I guess it's time to work on the pieces that fell around me
piled upon each other and tied together with barbed wire
mixed with blood from bludgeoned memories and decapitated dreams
They lay silent and useless at my feet in piles of shit
I have to pick them up
I know I'm going to be alone while building from them
but there's really nowhere to start
Not at the bottom
because the middle is too hard to reach around
Not at the top
because I'll never be able to reach that high
and not in the middle because it's so overwhelming
So pour me another drink
and we'll just let it sit there
and watch it rot
Put on some crap music
and throw me a glowsitck
I don't want to think anymore
I don't want to think anymore
I don't want to paint anymore
I don't want to write anymore
I just seem to want to sleep
and think that maybe when I wake up
all these pieces will have built themselves in walls arou