Forever Never Liked Me AnywayI have so many words I want to sayForever Never Liked Me Anyway in Free Verse More Like This
But the problem is I don't know who I want to say them to
I don't know how to stop this
How to make my stomach ache go away
How do I make myself care enough all the time
How do I fix everything and make you want to stay
Can't you see what this is doing to me
Can't you see that this isn't who I want to be
Should I fall off of this mountain
Should I trip and fly through open air
Plummeting into hell without any cares
How about I go drown in the fountain of life, because it's too late for me
I became a shape shifter inside
I lie with my smiles when you can't tell they're fake
Sometimes I don't even know
I'm so scatter brained and right here, right now, nothing is clear
I can't do this right now, but I'll do it again tomorrow
Don't leave me alone, because that gives me time to think
I just want to walk off, and never look back through windows of the past
I want to look out the one in front, and when I blink everything will be okay at last
I always come
Could it be...Could it beCould it be... in Free Verse More Like This
That the clues I leave
Are really just holes
Just emptying my soul
Could it be
That no one can see
The pictures I draw
Of the things I saw
Could it be that
I write things people forget
And the things I say
Are forgotten within a day
Could it be that
Reading the things I write
And I just don't know it yet
Could it be
You can't understand me
And all my dreams
Aren't possible in this reality
Could it be
That I don't know myself
That I can't actually ever say
What I want to say
Could it be
That you are all deaf
And there is no reason left
To go on with me and continue talking
Could it be
That I just don't know
And I'll never know if I keep going
And that the taps of my feet just stopped
Could it be
That I can't go on
Can't move forward without my soul
And the words I can't seem to get across
Could it be
That I don't really want you to see
So I put up a veil of pretty words
So that you'll leave me be and forget I ever left you something to read?
No amount of waiting...Shallow breaths stuck in your chestNo amount of waiting... in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody knows, but you always wondered
How do you fix something, just by doing your best
When your ears bleed from successive thunder
Your restless feet claw at the floor
Travelling here and there, everywhere
Looking for nothing and nevermore
Your eyes broken and stuck in a stare
Do you know the number for the doctor
Can you call him and tell him of my pains
My eyes are hurting and my heart is sore
I think the gun blasted out my brains
What is this torture known as death
I can't seem to take it
I don't want to be the only one left
With shackled feet and bleeding wrists
I can feel my bones snapping within my flesh
The poor, crying marrow weeping out and dripping
I couldn't do anything, and you couldn't care less
My heart breaking and the beat skipping
Its like a song that lost its tone
Or a sad, sorrowful instrument out of tune
They make this horrible brassy groan
Nothing like the wolves howling on the moon
Did I ever tell you my dream
The one I alw
Lovely Deadly SicknessShall I join you when you leaveLovely Deadly Sickness in Free Verse More Like This
Shall I die along side
Shall I cease to breathe
At the right hour shall I die
I still hear your words echoing through my head
They will forever haunt my mind
Those sickening words you said
That one killing line
Shall I hold your hand
Until it becomes cold
Shall I bury you in this land
Just waiting to grow old
I don’t want to watch you die
I don’t want you to get sick
You promised forever, yet clearly lied
And I can’t deal with this
Shall we spend eternity
Together in hell
Don’t you want to be with me
Until the last tolling bell
This world leaves me lonely
This world breeds my hate
Can’t you see the fine line of destiny
The destructive plans of fate
We were pulled together by some force
Only gravity can rip us apart
We were pushed into the same court
And I owe you my heart
With the words you throw around
The words you choose to say
I feel as if I may drown
And this be our last day
Blood is seeping through the bandage
Don't Give Up- PleaseEvery day, every minute, every second, every where you look, there will be someone there to push you down. Someone looking to make your life a living hell and screw up what could have been the best day of your life. In middle school and high school every thing that happens to you is such a big deal. She called you ugly, he called you stupid, they laughed at you when you tripped down the stairs. No one had the balls enough to be a decent person and help you. Your world seems to be crashing down around you, and all you can do is sit there and watch it come down, brick by bloody brick. You think you have no one to turn to.Don't Give Up- Please in Emotional More Like This
But that is not true. For every five people that hurt you, there is surely to be at least one friendly face in the crowd. Some one who has been there and understands the pain of those days. Someone who wants to help you. Some one to put there hand out and catch you when you fall. But you have to be able to trust enough to reach out. You have to put yourself out there
MasksEveryone wears a maskMasks in Free Verse More Like This
Whether it be of smiling or pain
Hate or Love
Shame or pride
Ego or Anger
Everyone wears a mask
It cracks sometimes
People can see through the chipped paint
See past the fake
See past the facade
We all wear masks
Ones of animals
Ones of other people
Ones that we would like to be
Ones that we hate
We all have a mask
Something we can hide behind
Something we can use to fight
Something that keeps us safe
Keeps us okay in the beginning
Keep our secrets
Hold our treasures in locked vaults
Keep our hearts from breaking
Keep the tears from showing
We all have masks
You can paint them up
It can be anything
Because no one can see past the mask
No one knows what anyone's face really looks like
Humanity is made of Masks
What is yours painted of?
RelapseIt's better not to count themRelapse in Free Verse More Like This
It's better not to think
If you count, they win
And you lose everything
Reopen old ones
Stop the healing process
Tell yourself you're done
But you know you must confess
You lie and self destruct
You feel everything and nothing
You're slowly going numb
And all you want is the sting
So turn off your brain
Close your tired eyes
Embrace all the pain
And say your last good bye
My Own HellI think of waysMy Own Hell in Free Verse More Like This
To waste away
With this time left unpaid
I sit and reflect
On the breath in my chest
And the words left unsaid
I rot and writhe in darkness
My heart helpless and a mess
Filled with this sick unrest
I look up and see nothing
I look inside and see worse than nothing
I watch the lies and hear the sighs
The lonely breaths of emptiness
Into an empty world only I know
The one I created for myself
You may breach the castle walls
But the stone will never crumble
And the fortress will never fall
Who hears the cries of a helpless child
Who hears the cracking of a broken heart
Who hears the death of a dying smile
Watch the words twist in agony
Writhing upon the cold hard ground
Burning to ash like paper set to flame
A dead world unknown to others
Wrapped in words of hurt
And fires that burn forever
The plains of Hell never looked so heavenly
Dreamt up wordsWhat do I have,Dreamt up words in Free Verse More Like This
If not my words
What do I have,
If not my heart
What can I offer,
If not my soul
What can I give,
If not my life
What have I ever had,
That was worth that price
What I have,
Is not enough
It does not balance the scales
It does not match like the sun and moon do
It is not worthy of anything compared
It doesn't bring a smile
It is not memorable in the least
It can only bring a sorrowful tear
A single tear to dry and forget
What do I have,
If not my tears
What can I give,
If not my own blood
What can I offer,
That will be enough
If not my song
And vanishing Shadow
Then what I have left
Must be better
Hopeless BonesStop looking at me with that hopeful expressionHopeless Bones in Free Verse More Like This
There is nothing left for you to hope for
All the dreams you had are now just a fruitless obsession
All your goals are rotten to the core
You may have had a good start
You might even have succeeded in the end
If I had not intervened and torn it all apart
Tossing your shredded dreams like ashes in the wind
Nobody loves you and nobody cares
I hope those facts echo in your mind
Feel the pain from everyone's stares
And know that I am nothing but kind
I want to rip you to pieces with my teeth
I want to watch you bleed out on the ground
Until the day you lay beneath me
And my laughter is the only sound
Now look up at the sky with hopeless eyes
And feel it crash down all around you
All I want is for you to die
Knowing that hope has abandoned no one but you
I'm SorryI am sorryI'm Sorry in Free Verse More Like This
that I didn't meet you sooner,
didn't have a chance
to discover your glorious heart
at a time and place
where you were more free
couldn't turn back time
and insert myself
at a former day where you needed me,
but we both know
this couldn't have happened
at any other time,
that our united fate
has brought us here,
I am sorry
that I fell for you the moment
I looked into your eyes
and saw the future
blooming like brilliant fireworks
in a midnight sky,
and wanted to reach it,
to reach you,
but hesitated and speculated
to tell you for so long.
I am sorry
that every pair of headlights
passing in the night
make me wish it were you
coming to me,
that I fantasize
about the way your arms
feel around me,
that I dream
about your shape beside mine
and your love
enveloping my everything --
the way that it already has.
I am sorry
that I think about us
all lips and hands,
hips and eyes and dark spaces,
where we blur together
like mist in the
Where You AreThis bodyWhere You Are in Free Verse More Like This
may not currently reside beside yours,
it may not know
of your warm skin's touch
beneath the blanket,
it may not yet have discovered
of your constant company,
but it can sense
that it has found its other half
I am always there with you,
I am only dreaming
of being where you are.
When these arms
find their home
curled 'round your waist
and these hands
work a gentle caress
along your back,
there is no denying
that urgent sense,
that undeniable understanding
that this is right,
that you are made for me,
I am made for you
and when we are together
with your hair
dripping down my cheeks
and our foreheads
kiss as our eyes close
to heighten all other senses,
there is nowhere else
I would rather be
than where you are.
There are moments
when I am laying here alone
come to me like a star,
the only light in this darkness
and my eyes
begin to blur the world
as they grow moist,
my lips fall open
and all of my breath escapes
in throaty gasp
SalientI am bone fragmentsSalient in Free Verse More Like This
merging in the heat of you,
cradling the light of your sun.
I can feel the bruises
invisible beneath your flesh
and each time
I touch the surface of your skin
I am overwhelmed
by the potency of your soul.
I cannot change yesterday,
remove the pain
that has flooded your veins,
but I wish
to peel back the dark curtains from your eyes
and give you summer sunrise dreams.
in pieces of memory
that you were never a part of,
sunk deep into my mind
are fantastical recollections of you
you've never inhabited.
And I don't know how to tell you
that you are
my pink pastel horizons,
my silver midnight moons,
the lyrics to my favorite songs
on a constant loop
in the spacious studio of my mind.
I have found
the golden edge of heaven's light
along the borders of your shoulders
where my lips have tread
and my fingers
have been lost in the ridges.
Drape me in your velvet dusk
where I might witness
the stars shimmering amongst your ribs,
ListenHow am I supposed to sleepListen in Free Verse More Like This
with all of these dreams
keeping me awake...
So many words
falling through my mind like raindrops,
so many thoughts
transforming into the shape of you,
into the shape of us.
It's an electric shock,
a high voltage surge that rushes
through my chest
and rides my ribs like rails,
getting the engine of my heart
until the light bursts
through my eyes
and the tunnel always leads
I like to imagine Sunday afternoons,
you know that time of day
when the light turns gold
and everything looks like it's in a movie,
the breeze is gentle
and there is music murmuring in the distance.
I like to imagine you,
tucking it back behind your ear,
soft skin painted in the birth of evening.
It's that space
where the sun refuses to set,
but the stars can't hold out any longer
and we get this glorious sky
where everything is visible,
from the constellations of the twilight
to the connect the dot patterns,
like a field of poppies,
HungryHungerHungry in Free Verse More Like This
crawls up my spine
and washes over my lips
like your kiss,
like your tongue,
and I stir,
awakened and alive,
heated and hardened
beneath your stroking fingertips.
My body moves forward,
swallows what remains
of the space between us
and I press
your skin to mine,
your thighs to mine,
your hips to mine
to get closer,
to feel more,
to tempt you a little more,
to make you hungry, too.
Our bodies interlock,
curling in your hair,
sliding down my back,
engaged and caressing,
all of our desires
transferred as silent words
from tongue to tongue,
all of our needs
becoming more desperate
with each movement.
Your sultry undulations
entice my hands,
and they traverse your form,
insatiable in their search
for your everything,
and my excitement
meets your thigh
with a needing, wanting,
an irrevocable ache
to unleash your heaven
your ethereal essence.
to bring you to the brink,
to lavish you
in the undeniably magnificent,
the indescribably beautif
We AreWe are breathingWe Are in Free Verse More Like This
your lips part
and my chest
your heart beats
and my blood
your eyes open
and I see.
the world moves
a million things
to show you,
to give you,
and a million things
to do with you...
moonlight on water,
hips and hands
rolling in fluid movements,
as we slow dance
until the sky
becomes another part
of fingers lacing,
through gentle pressure,
and lasts and lasts
as soon as it ends.
the fear of the unknown,
what is right
of what is easy,
give my hands
and you know
are never alone
We are rising
your hands touch
and my skin
your hips roll
and my body
your love burns
and my everything
OursYour eyesOurs in Free Verse More Like This
glimmering like gold,
with lips of fire,
an eternal vow
your waiting heart:
My soul for yours.
has finally wrought
budding like a lotus,
if your fingers
can but find
their place within my own.
Take the leap,
to where only I
and you shall discover
of true devotion
the unbound shape
VacancyEmpty rooms tell stories,Vacancy in Free Verse More Like This
of the faces and the voices
that once inhabited,
of the laughter and the tears
that once existed.
All of my life
I have sat in empty rooms
hours after the party,
days after the wake,
and remembered the times
when the lights were bright,
when the floors creaked
and the walls
were hidden behind figures.
There is something special
about empty rooms,
when you run your hands
along the tables,
drag your fingers along the floors
and you can feel
almost what you felt
when you weren't there alone.
I have spent
more of my life alone
in empty rooms
than in the full ones,
I have memories
of how the light fell around everyone,
of how the sounds vibrated
from body to body,
and these memories keep me
locked inside those rooms.
My heart is an empty room now,
and I cannot forget,
nor do I long to,
the memories of everyone
I've ever let inside,
but eventually they go on
and I am left here
trying to wish the past to present,
but you can't do that,
DreamI want to knowDream in Free Verse More Like This
the sensation of your arms
around my waist,
pressed against my shoulder,
puddling around my face.
of laying beside you
as the sun
burns away and
takes her place,
your amber eyes
touched by her silver light,
from my own,
holding one another.
I want to kiss
your gentle forehead
my last action of the day
your hair from your ear
with my first,
spend a night
in your graceful company,
as many hours as I can
and laughing and
I try to imagine
how your knees bend,
your hands fall,
how your chest rises
as we fall asleep
beside one another,
because I know
that if we could be together
in that way,
for that time,
that we would know
beyond any doubt
that there is no other way
spend another night.
There is something
in the thought
of you and I
being so close together,
no space between,
no time to fight,
just the two of us
in each others arms,
in each others
SpoilsYou sit beside meSpoils in Free Verse More Like This
and I know
that I am sharing space
such a magnificent work of art
that could never want
to waste my sight
on anything less than you.
I can't help but notice
every little detail of your loveliness,
the way your eyes glow
in the moonlight,
how your legs churn heat out
against my palm,
the way your lips never
fail to make my thoughts
become no more than
repetitions of your name.
There is something
indefinable about your sensuality;
You lean back,
slipping out of your shoes
as you brush your hair back
by how incredibly sexy
and gorgeous you are.
You always disagree
when I remark upon your allure,
but there is no denying
the absolutely indisputable fact
that you are
the most beautiful woman
I have ever been so lucky
as to lay my eyes on
and there is no image more majestic
than that of your eyes
inches from mine
in the darkness of a night shared
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 68Things finally started to sink in for the three of you now that you were home. It had been easy to push away the reality of the situation and the emotions other than worry when you were unconscious in a hospital bed but everything had to be dealt with eventually.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 68 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Down the road, John gathered the little bag that held your prescriptions as he thought over what had happened. He’d almost lost you… again. The thought of what would have happened had he and Sherlock not been on their way home at that exact moment sent a shot of dread through his veins. You were his support system, his lifeline, the one person in the world he could trust with anything and everything- his best friend. At the same time you were his baby sister and it was his job to protect you and somehow he’d failed.
There was no way he could erase the guilt- if he had gone with you, if you had felt like you could come to him, if he’d noticed you hadn’t called, if, if, if… The list went on
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 54John didn’t expect to find you pressed against Sherlock’s chest when he came down to get something to eat, in fact he rather expected to find you still drawing in the same position he’d left you. It caused some mixed emotions in him. In a way he was relieved that Sherlock had somehow managed to pull you from that so you could get some rest but at the same time it made his skin crawl. His baby sister snuggling with his sociopathic machine of a flatmate seemed so… wrong.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 54 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You roused and rolled off of Sherlock and to the floor with a loud thump, bringing your hands up to rub at your face as you stared at the ceiling for bit before John gently coaxed, “Are you alright (F/n)?”
“No,” came your simple honest reply and John came to look down at you as you stated, “He didn’t deserve to die, John… especially not like that.”
“Everyone dies, (F/n).” Sherlock hummed flatly, having been drawn out of his thoughts whe
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 55You jumped when as usual the door to your flat was flung open but this time you’d taken preventative action and the door hit the bumper you’d installed and bounced back to hit Sherlock’s shoulder and side with almost as much force as he’d used to fling it open. You tried really hard to stifle a giggle as he stumbled back, giving the door a death glare before turning to you to accuse, “You installed a bumper.”Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 55 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You shrugged going back the painting you were working on as you articulated, “If you would stop throwing my door open like a crazed maniac things like that wouldn’t happen.”
He huffed in annoyance but turned his attention to your flat, taking in all the sketches and drawings of various sizes that covered every flat surface and wall of your living room. It had been nearly a month since he’d seen it with a series of back-to-back cases keeping both him and John busy and you working two jobs in addition to painting. You occas
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 43They began to argue loudly- well… it was more Sherlock trying to get a word in as John shouted abuse at him- and after the initial shock wore off you moved to try and put an end to it. You were met with little success, tugging at your brother’s arm only to have him shake you off before your own temper flared and you demanded, “I’m an adult, John. I can make my own decisions.”Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 43 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He spun to bellow at you, “Obviously not. The last decision you made landed you with a man who almost killed you and now this… this… arrogant arsehole who doesn’t even believe he has a heart. I would say your judgment is not to be trusted.”
You gaped at him for a second and then yelled back, “My mistakes are my own and I deal with them as such. After what I’ve been through, do you honestly think I would have let whatever this is continue if I hadn’t thought it through? If I didn’t trust him? You can’t just start making dec
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 28You had never been so glad that you’d become a light sleeper as the next morning when your phone went off and you groggily pressed it to your ear before shooting straight up with a grin, “Really? Ok I’ll be there in twenty. Merci, Merci, Merci. A bientôt.”Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 28 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You had a job!
You’d shot a text to your friend while you were getting ready the night before and now she was short two servers. If you did well today you could have all the hours you wanted. You pretty much tumbled out of bed, grabbing a pair of black slacks and a white dress shirt that were loose on you but still appropriate for working a café, quickly did your hair, pulled on a pair of black flats, and bounded out of the flat.
You were just about to slip out the door when you froze and smacked you forehead with your palm, spinning to knock on Mrs. Hudson’s door. You knew she had already been awake for a while and the door quickly opened.
Before she could get a word out, you babbled,
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 64You sniffled quietly, burying your face in your hands to weep, not caring in the slightest that it hurt to do so. You were so unbelievably conflicted. You didn’t want to be alone, it terrified you at the moment, but at the same time you didn’t want anyone around- you were so upset that you just wanted to scream at the universe. No one needed to be around that… especially since you couldn’t read their faces.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 64 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a light rhythmic knock on the door, startling you, and a male voice with a light Irish accent cheerfully called, “Hello, darling. I just need to check your charts… are you alright?”
“I’m blind. Does that seem alright to you?” you snapped and then quickly followed up in an apologetic tone, “Sorry… that was rude. Can you- could you just come back later? I really just need to be alone for a bit.”
The voice hummed, “I understand, love,” and then turned a little dark and slightly emphat
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 36John literally jumped out of his chair when he heard you open the door downstairs, meeting you halfway up the stairs as he struggled to yank his jacket on, “Thank god you’re home. Why didn’t you answer your phone?”Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 36 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I was busy. I turned it off after the fifth text,” you replied, stopping your ascent of the stairs to talk to him.
He let out an exasperated sigh, “I need to go… somewhere that’s not here. Anywhere. I’ll be back later.”
You just waved a hand and continued up the stairs, “Go. I’ve got it.”
“Thanks Squeak.” He called up the stairs and then bolted out of the flat.
You took a deep breath before swishing into the flat to sit on the coffee table, “Alright Sherlock. I’m home. What do you need?”
“Who said I needed anything?” he grumbled from his place facing the back of the couch in what looked to be only a sheet, which was tightly wound around him like a c
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 47The bed seemed terribly empty when Sherlock woke up and you were missing, for a while by the coolness of the bedding next to him. He rolled out of bed to find all his clothes except for his shirt neatly folded on the bedside table and pulled them on before wandering out to the living room. He couldn’t help but grin when he saw you in front of your easel fully dressed in the clothes from the night before, your hair pulled back and a fat brush in hand.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 47 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sitting down in your chair since you didn’t seem aware of the fact that he was awake, he watched you work on your new painting. From the amount of work you’d done at this level of concentration, you had to have been up at least a few hours if not longer, meaning his experiment was a success. You reached for a tube of paint absentmindedly, having used all that you’d set out of that color, and sighed when you found it empty.
You scrunched up you face as you turned with the intent to see if you had more stashed away so
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 24You woke up with a sore throat, no doubt courtesy of the cold in your flat, and groaned, rolling over to look for John. He was gone and when you saw the time it was no surprise, like clockwork that man, always up before nine. Pulling yourself out of bed felt like the most difficult thing in the world but you managed to get yourself to your feet.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 24 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You trudged down the stairs, rubbing your eyes as you came into the living room only to jump when they found Sherlock in his chair. You snapped your head to face forward and then consciously avoided that area, slipping into the kitchen in search of John.
You found him, as usual, making tea and quietly began poking at Sherlock’s science equipment on the table, you’d always been interested in the oddly colored liquids he worked with and wondered briefly what would happen if you mixed two of the vials together.
John happened to look up just as you got a wicked smile on your face and picked up a vial with something blue in it, “Pu
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 10Monday came and brought your things with it, leaving you with a small collection of furniture and a little hill of boxes. You had already told everyone they weren’t allowed to see the flat until it was done and thankfully you not only didn’t have much but you had also been thorough with your labeling and organizing when packing so the task was quick and relatively painless.Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You were completely done by the end of the week, unpacking the last box of books and shoving them on your shelf. When everything was finally put away in its proper place, you flopped down in the worn leather wing back chair, your chair, pulling a bundle of canvases with you. You ran a shaky hand over them with a frown, each one was a variation of an ominous and depressing grey.
Just straight grey.
You’d wanted to toss them instead of moving them with you, to leave them behind like all the memories you were trying to escape, but canvases were expensive and to some extent you felt like you needed the
Dear JakeDear Jake,Dear Jake in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
24 Days Since Power Outage.
It's been a while hasn't it? Maybe not for you, but for me. It's really quite amazing when you think about it, how much we rely on technology. How much of our lives are dictated by the ease and security that electricity provides us. It's actually moronically ironic. The thing that keeps us close is the thing that rips us apart. I pray my last letter reached you. I can't really be sure; it's so hard to calibrate the transporter without my computers aid. There's only enough power to run that one machine, anything else would be pushing my small generator a bit too far. Repairs should commence soon. I hope you're alright, Jake.
30 Days Since Power Outage.
I've dove down to the seafloor with help from Sawtooth. As I expected the power lines are fine. We've been cut off Jake. Taken off the grid by the Empress. It could have been an accident, but a mix of paranoia and common sense makes me believe otherwise. I haven'
Repairing the Damage Chapter FourYou're hesitant around him now. It's morning and the sun is just peaking up over the city. After the argument yesterday and all the shouting you feel like shit. He's still curled up on his bed on the floor in your living room. Karkat's chest is rising and falling slowly as he breathes. He's your pet, and your responsibility, a small chuckle escapes your lips, you remember when your dad would tell you to take care of the fish, or the cat you had growing up. Karkat's not like a fish though; you can't just feed him and walk away. Also, you joke darkly with yourself, you can't really flush his body down the toilet if he dies.Repairing the Damage Chapter Four in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It's way too early for you to be up, sunrise isn't the time to be sorting out your emotions, you can hardly stand upright. But you manage to slip on pants and shirt and walk back out into your living room. Your friends aren't going to come back for a few more hours; your plans were set to start around noon. This gave you ample amounts of time to straighten yourself ou
SoaWW: AmbushSaviors of a Warring World: AmbushSoaWW: Ambush in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The air was alive with energy. It fizzled and crackled like a fuse leading to a firework only to explode in a mix of vibrant colors. A spirograph opened impossibly wide. For a few moments reality split as the portal roared to life. There was green energy that seeped from the spirograph and the insides flashed intermittently with pulses of the same green that matched the electric that danced around the opening.
One by one the Gods descended.
There were eight of them, garbed in clothing the likes of which this world had never seen. One dressed in blue hovered above the ground while the others appeared from the portal. The blue one fist bumped with one dressed in red. They looked from face to face before erupting in cheers and hugs. But their celebration would be cut short.
Five others had joined them from the portal. They were dark skinned and clothed in black with fierce expressions set into harsh facial features. But they seemed friendly with the Gods
Worth the Kill? Chapter ThreeKarkat woke up first, there was a soft light filtering in through the blinds. He yawned and stretched, noticing John was still holding him tight. The troll smiled and pressed his head against the boy. 'Is this what having Matesprit feels like? This sense of safety?' He was really surprised that he felt so safe around John. There was something about the human boy that made him forget his fears, and feel relaxed. Something that he'd never experienced in his life. Karkat grabbed John careful to not wake him up and held on like he was going to disappear. 'He still could, everything I have disappears.' He clutched this person who he only met hours ago like he was the dearest thing he had. John had become the trolls only link, his only chance, at a peaceful life. He shivered at the thought of losing the boy, this amazing wonderful boy who sheltered him, even though he was a complete stranger, and a troll.Worth the Kill? Chapter Three in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
John felt the troll shiver, he opened his eyes, "Oh, hey Karkat, are you ok?
Worth the Kill? Chapter Four"John doing ok right?" Karkat asked hesitantly to the human beside him.Worth the Kill? Chapter Four in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The boy leaned over and watched him wash the dishes. "Yeah, Karkat you honestly can't mess up cleaning the dishes. It's like impossible." He laughed and dried the plates and pans that Karkat would rinse off.
"Good. I don't want to mess up."
"I think tomorrow I'll have you out front," He watched the troll's head whip around and his eyes widen, "Well not alone! I mean, you'll probably just end up restocking the shelves and cases. I wouldn't make you work the register yet!" He dried another dish off and set it down. "Besides I don't think we should shock our customers too fast by introducing you."
"Well yeah. Sorry Karkat."
John noticed Karkat smile a bit, "Fine. I understand. I not ready yet too."
"I am not ready yet," John corrected, "You need to remember that one."
"Sorry. I not, don't, remember everything all the time."
"It's ok Karkat. We'll work on it. Soon you be super fluent! An
Repairing the Damage Chapter TwoKarkat moved away from the door and allowed the three humans inside. "Your master?" The blond girl asked cautiously stepping inside.Repairing the Damage Chapter Two in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, John Egbert," he fell back and called to you, "John are these your friends?"
You had just finished putting on your clothes when you entered the room and saw them, your friends, people you have waited years to see again. "Rose? Dave? Jade?" You could tell your eyes must have lit up and a smile spread across your face, "Oh my gosh!" You ran forward and hugged them all tightly, "It's been so long! I'm so glad you're here!" You released them and smiled wide. "I've missed you all so much!"
"We missed you too!" Jade said excitedly.
Rose is still staring at Karkat, "John, I didn't know you had a troll. Are you watching him for someone?"
"No. He is my owner." Karkat answered instead.
You moved over to Karkat and pushed him forward a bit, "Oh yeah! I should introduce him, this is Karkat!"
Jade runs up and hugs him too, "Hi Karkat, I'm Jade!" Karkat just look
Repairing the Damage Chapter FiveWhen you awoke your senses went overboard. There were so many scents, so many small sounds; you didn't know what to do or where to look. So you force your eyes shut and curled into a tighter ball. Once again you felt the sick side effects of having your submission reflex triggered. Everything was fuzzy but you knew where you were.Repairing the Damage Chapter Five in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You're back at the center.
The fucking center.
Sounds are all around you. People are moving about, filling food containers and putting water in jugs, you can hear other trolls moving around, some whimpering, some growling even chirping in some cases. Your ears twitch and you pin them back in annoyance. Someone starts banging something on the bars of your cage.
"Hey Karkat! What did I tell you? You're destined to die here," the male voice laughed. "Jeez little freak troll, what's the matter?" You growled softly at the voice and didn't look over at him. "Hahahaha! You little fuck! How dare you growl at me?" The door to your cage opened and he stepp
Given UpIt's been three long years on a ship before you finally meet up with your friends. Three long years of playing shitty MMO's and waiting anxiously on any word from your friends. Three years before you got to see them in person. There's something deep down in your heart that is scared that they won't be friends with you anymore, that they've changed. Three years is a lot of time. It's a lot of time to change as a person. You know, because you've changed a little bit. You're not as naïve as you were before; the game taught you a lot about yourself, and about how life can change so fast. It taught you to be strong, and acknowledge your weakness. You've had to cope with death, and depression. There's more to life than your prankster gambit and playing video-games. Sburb taught you a lot, it showed you a lot. There were some really horrible experiences, but also some really cool ones. You looked over at Jade and Dave and gave them both a reassuring smile.Given Up in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This will be really exciting.
Wings of a Worthless God Chapter ThreeThe warmth leaked from his body. His shirt became damp with your tears. You're not sure how long you sat there, sobbing over his body. Time seemed to stand still; your mind briefly flickered over to wonder if Dave or Aradia had stopped it for you, so you could cry forever. You looked up, trying to see through the water that gathered at your eyes. You could see the blurry figures of your friends, and the outlines of some of the trolls. Someone stepped forward and tried to tell you something; you screamed at them and returned to crying. Your whole body is shaking and you don't even remember summoning the wind that is swirling around you. It seems to by wailing along with you, rushing past your ears as you scream. During your breakdown you realize something, through your grief you come to a conclusion.Wings of a Worthless God Chapter Three in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You are pissed.
No, you are beyond pissed words cannot describe your anger, or your hate.
You stop crying. You stop screaming. The wind ceases, and the room goes quiet. You mumbl
Wings of a Worthless God Chapter TwoYou can't believe what you are seeing. Karkat unwraps the long strip of fabric from around his chest and back. Slowly he turns around and lets you see. There are two bright red strips on his back. You stand and walk over, fearing he is injured, but as you get closer, you discover that's not what they are at all. He twitches as your hand gently touches one. Getting a bit braver you rest your hand on it, "Karkat," you start, the red membrane is soft and warm, "Karkat are these " As you inspect him the mysterious growths start to look familiar. "Oh god, Karkat " you put a hand to your mouth. His shoulders slump down and he sighs.Wings of a Worthless God Chapter Two in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He starts to wrap his back again but you don't move your hand. "Karkat," you say softly, "no, don't." He turns around; the expression on his face hurts. "Can you " you trail off, and start again, "are they " his eyes are full of regret and shame. "Can I see them?" You ask and move behind him, he whispers "yes" so faintly you can hardly hear hi
Sunshine and Rainbows Part ISunshine and Rainbows Part I in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Fang, are you listening to me?!" The Gran Pulsian warrior in question tore her gaze away from the burning fire and found it land on eyes a lighter shade of green to her own. Before she could stop it, she found the corners of her mouth twitch upward as gradually took in the rest of her fellow Oerban's face. 'Sugar and rainbows', a phrase she'd often heard Sazh use to describe Vanille's personality. More often than not, Fang found the term hard to disagree with. Vanille was always so cute when she was angry. It was only a second later when Fang noticed a strange seriousness in the smaller woman's eyes that she very rarely saw.
"I said we need to talk." Vanille repeated the question unheard by Fang the first time asked. While she was usually ready to drop anything and everything for the sake of pleasing Vanille, Fang was actually starting to feel stress and fatigue both physically an
-FFafterXIII- Chapter 1-FFafterXIII- Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
This fanfiction piece takes place after the events of the game.
--meaning spoilers abound.
--meaning if you haven't finished the game... you should probably go do that. Now-ish.
Great, now that you have been warned let's continue, shall we?
Early to Rise
The crystal clear waters of Lake Oerba remained undisturbed by the flickers of sunlight spreading across it, dancing on it's surface. It was the lone swimmer approaching the edge of the water that marked the first movement of the day. The swimmer exited the cool lake and walked up the steps near a dock, towards a pile of what looked like a towel and clothes. Grabbing the towel and throwing it around their shoulders, the swimmer turned towards the growing source of light on the horizon. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees along the waterfront, and gently tickled at the damp pink locks of the early riser. With a small yet s
Animal CrackersWarnings:Animal Crackers in Humor More Like This
Semi-AU, pointless fluff, pointless consumption of kiddy snacks, ...general pointlessness all around.
"...Seriously?" Lightning looked between her girlfriend and the small sealed bag she'd tossed her, "Animal crackers?"
"Hey don't look at me," Fang shrugged as she threw herself down on the couch next to the pinkette, "It ain't my fault you let Vanille do the shopping this week." Fang didn't need to have look to see Lightning roll her eyes in response.
"It's your fault you let me." The pinkette grumbled, making another face at the fist-sized packet as she handed it back to Fang, who just chuckled while adjusting her position so Lightning could more sufficiently snuggle against her. One arm around the other woman, Fang held up the packet to the dim light.
"Oh come on, look, they're chicken flavored."
"That's kind of stupid… unless all the crackers inside are chicken shaped." Lightning grabbed the packet and pulled it open, peering inside, "And then even if they we
-FFalterXIII- Chapter 23-FFalterXIII- Chapter 23 in General Fiction More Like This
Her body floated motionless through the air.
She couldn't move her body at all. All she could do was wait for her vision to adjust and take in what was right in front of her.
...Above her? ...Or was it below? There was no way to know, there was no right-side up nor upside-down where she was.
Glowing mechanical rings slowly rotated around her as she pass through them in silence, forming an endless, broken tunnel. The haze between each ring obscuring anything that lay beyond them.
Lightning... ake... p...
How long has she been here? Where was here? Why was she here? And where was she going?
Lightning, wake up...
Who was calling her?
"LIGHTNING! WAKE UP!"
The pinkette gasped, shooting up into a sitting position, just about knocking over the person kneeling over her. Her eye still adjusting to the bright light, she felt a pair of
Sunshine and Rainbows Part IISunshine and Rainbows Part II in Fan Fiction More Like This
If you read Part I before the 2010.12.15, I suggest you go back and re-read it because I made changes to where I split the story. So the previous Part II is now added to Part I.
...basically if the first few sentences of this part seem to make no sense whatsoever, stop and go back to re-read part I.
Good? Good ^^
"No, this is going to be settled now." There was a finality in Vanille's voice that kept Fang rooted in place. It was a moment later that Fang noticed Vanille looking past her. Somewhere deep in the back of her mind she knew she'd regret following the smaller Gran Pulsian's gaze. But Fang had the reputation of acting before thinking. She turned and found herself staring into cerulean orbs.
"Oh, ya gotta be kidding me "
Fang found herself facing none other than one Lightning Farron. With her arms folded over her chest, a look on her face that dared Fang to try and move her, the pin
-FFafterXIII- Chapter 4-FFafterXIII- Chapter 4 in General Fiction More Like This
Lightning approached the main building of the CRYSIS Corps. training facility. Having the clearance to continue through Crystallinus, the shuttle had flown directly to the training facility to drop her off. Large enough to be its own district, the CRYSIS Corps. HQ was actually located nearest the base of Cocoon's crystal pedestal. Spanning a good few miles across, the base of operations was what linked the rest of Crystallinus to the crystal pillar. The CRYSIS Corps. Training Facility was tucked away in the corner, farthest from the HQ main gate.
Drawing nearer the administration building, Lightning found a member of military personnel waiting outside. While relaxed, leaning against one of the crystal pillars outside the double doors, his uniform was crisp, his posture firm giving off a seriousness that didn't suit the age he lookedand he looked like couldn't have been much older than twenty. His light hair was gelled back leaving only a few ba
-FFalterXIII- Chapter 19-FFalterXIII- Chapter 19 in General Fiction More Like This
A crystal shard floated among a dark red mass, slowly pulsating with a dull light. The flashes were slow but steady—as if mimicking a heartbeat. No, accompanying a heartbeat, for faint thumps in time with the pulses of light began to fade into the foreground. Eventually it seemed as though the crystal shard was a heart, as light from it began shooting through veins, now apparent in the increasing glow. Moments later, the speed of the beats began to increase, the pause between each one, shortening. Quicker and faster, the crystal's luminosity growing strong still. As the pulses grew quicker, the crystal seemed to crack, dark lines streaming from it, twisting, wrapping, coiling themselves around the veins, around the crystal itself. It began to block the light emanating from it, snapping the veins connected to it. Soon the crystal split completely down the middle, darkness seeping forth, devouring the light and swallowing the area in darkne
PPIV - Divide and ConquerPPIV - Divide and Conquer in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey, sis," Snow's voice invaded Lightning's ears, causing her to scowl, "What's for dinner? I'm starving!"
"So go find something to eat, nobody's stopping you." Lightning replied curtly, "And stop calling me that." Her eyes ever left the gunblade in her lap or the small cloth she was running against it gentlyas if to soothe it against the brashness of Snow's presence.
"But didn't someone already head out to find something?"
"If they did, they obviously aren't back yet. Because if they were, you'd be busy stuffing your mouth and we wouldn't be having this conversation." Lightning corrected herself silently; Snow was not the type of person to let a mouthful of food prevent him from at least attempting to converse with someone. The thought made her frown.
"Whoa whoa, chill chill, I know you're probably still stressed about us getting lost today," Snow said with a grin, displaying his somewhat impressive a
PPI - MisdirectionPPI - Misdirection in Fan Fiction More Like This
There were many things about Fang that intrigued Lightning.
Much to her irritation, the Pulsian woman often invaded her thoughts. While it was usually Fang who forced her attention through playful provocation, more often than not as of late, Fang only needed to be within Lighting's line of sight to invoke a whirlpool of thoughts and emotions that the solder had found increasingly difficult to handle. The Pulsian could merely be standing as she was then, at the back of the group, during a break in their seemingly never-ending journey. Weight on one leg, her right hand on her hip, her eyes on the sky, and her hair dancing on the slight breeze that whispered through the tight ravine path.
Lightning would never admit that she was ever so slightly jealous of Fang's hair. Free, flowing, wild and untamableperfectly fitting for the Pulsian. No single strand of Fang's hair had a set place, yet none ever seemed out of place
-FFafterXIII- Chapter 2-FFafterXIII- Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
"Again, I feel pretty bad bringing you out here so soon into your leave-"
"It's not a problem, Amodar," Lightning spoke into the communication device held between her cheek and shoulder as she closed the door to her home and placed the rather large duffel bag in her other hand on the porch near the stairs, "You know me, too much quiet makes me restless."
"I know you still don't know how to take it easy, Farronyou've gotten better but you could stand to relax a little more."
"Says the man who called me back in during the middle of my leave." Lightning retorted half-jokingly. Her former superior office chuckled on the other end of the line. Now with a free hand, the pinkette grasped the comm. device and pulled it over to her other ear.
"I wouldn't have called you out if I didn't think it were completely necessary."
"I know." Lightning voiced in unnecessary agreement at the serious
Believe in the StarsBelieve in the StarsBelieve in the Stars in Free Verse More Like This
So from what I have heard
You have been losing faith
Been having a hard time with passion
And your problems are great
Times are getting harder
And the stress keeps growing
Don’t want to be here
But still do at the same time
If you don’t have anything to believe in
And can’t believe in others or in me
Look up to a clear night’s sky
And believe in what you see
All those little dots
That flicker and shine
Can be every part of your soul
So beautifully combined
You are not the past
You are not any mistake
You cannot mend what you did not break
You are better than your bloods history
And since you cannot always see
What the night has to offer
Take these little stars
And sleep more at ease
Always tomorrowForgive me if I askAlways tomorrow in Free Verse More Like This
But it's only because I care
Please don't be so hard on yourself
Sometimes it's more than I can stand
If you didn't know
I can sense your feelings easily
When you're sad, I'm sad
When you're happy, I'm happy
But today you were disapointed
So I can't help but feel it too
I don't want you to feel this way
So I just wanted to tell you
There is always tomorrow
To try again
And who knows maybe
It'll be better all the same
Never give up
And walk with a frown
Look to the bright side
Holding your head high
I'm not sure if I helped
But I can say I tried
Just know that I care
And love you as well
If I Should ChooseIf I should choose to remove the MaskIf I Should Choose in Free Verse More Like This
Will all my life I know I have lied
For those to see who I really am
And discard the way I hide
If I should choose to let them see
Will my scars of my life so carefully covered
For them stare in awe or disgust
And my big shell slowly uncovered
If I should choose to be myself
Will my actions hurt my family and friends
For them to be upset is truly nervewreaking
And my tears would surely descend
If I should Choose to return to the Mask
Will I be known as the coward
For what if this is the one way
And only way for me to go forward?
Monster in the MirrorCan't you hear itMonster in the Mirror in Free Verse More Like This
The blood pumping through your veign
It's the adrenaline calling
Driving you insane
You've only heard of the Red
How it takes your sight
Leaving you only blind
And filling you with fright
Actions not yet realized
Because you've blacked out
But the smell the blood
Some of the audience may have passed out
What they didn't know
Is that your anger was set off first
And the rage monster inside
Demanded a quench for it's thirst
Now slowly but surely
Your sight comes back
You look to your victim and laugh
Because everything you did they thought you lacked
Can't you hear it
Those screams of terror
You run to a bathroom
And see yourself, a Monster, in the mirror
SuicideBitter is the cold wind,Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
nothing's warm about it.
It tells the horrid truth,
that death is nearby.
And there is no hope,
in trying to outrun it.
Not even a chance,
well maybe if you could fly.
Sharp is it's pain,
though she doesn't panic.
She has fallen onto death,
the sidewalk painted her shade of red.
This was her decision,
for she knew it would be quick.
Someone could've stopped her,
but it's to late for now she's dead.
One day she had enough,
of living her lie.
She had problems you see,
she held everything inside.
So today was the day,
she decided to die.
Today was the day,
she commited Suicide.
WordsWords are all it takesWords in Free Verse More Like This
To take down a persons stronghold
Though they look unharmed
They've been crippled like the old
Reading words from others
Whom the one wrote about is unknown
People like me try to wonder what we've done wrong
Thinking maybe we're selfish and alone
Rhymes that cross over
Sentences that make no sense
I'm breaking myself over things I may not have done
And my mind is making a mess of my means
Please just tell me if I did it
I aboslutly hate not knowing
All day now my emotions will be uncertain
And my worries for you are growing
I want to know if you're okay
I want to know where you've been
I just worry and I nag
I just don't want our friendship to end
I've never wanted you to leave
I care about your days
I won't come to you for help anymore
If that is what you want
Words are all it takes
To bring me all the way down
And I must say that your words indeed
Sketch the lines of my frown
Speak...PleaseSpeak your mind,Speak...Please in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me your thoughts,
I don't care what I might hear,
I just want you all to be fine.
Just let me in,
Only for a second,
What's the point of it then,
For me being your friend.
I want to help,
It's my function you see,
I have to at least know,
Or try to make it better.
I can keep quiet,
Not blurt out what isn't to be repeated,
Come Into My HeadI can see you there,Come Into My Head in Free Verse More Like This
Pearing in from the outside.
You want to know how I think and believe,
Well don't just stand there come inside.
Come Into My Head,
see my world spin.
Come Into My Head,
see more than my words in pen.
I can see you hardly care,
I'm just a waste of your time.
But you don't know who I really am,
Pay me for my every thought, only a dime.
Come Into My Head,
See the crack in my soul.
Come Into My Head,
See if you can make me whole.
You want a piece of my mind,
just shut up and get out.
You think you know me,
But I'm a different person all throughout.
Maybe I Shouldn't CareYou keep saying I don't,Maybe I Shouldn't Care in Free Verse More Like This
So Maybe I Shouldn't Care.
Let me try this out,
It'll be like a dare.
I have said my apologies,
Though you still say, "I don't give a fuck."
Well maybe I would,
If you could learn to give a fuck.
You're not my top priority,
So that means I don't care, right?
I'm sorry bigger things than you are happening,
I have never wanted to fight.
We used to be close friends,
And I still want to be,
The the choice is yours,
So choose wisely and pick yourself or me.
Song of a ThirdSong of a ThirdSong of a Third in Free Verse More Like This
Song of a Third
In the form of a triangle
Able to be harmonized
If sung from different angles
Sounds that are so sweet
Flats and sharps in all
Until one little high note
Really began to fall
One corner became weak
Voice cracking in the air
Changing the lyrics
Making everything seem unfair
Take two away from the three
And you will always end up with one
Only two hearts have victory
Leaving the last with none
On an empty plain field
The triangle is now a dot
Unable to sing anymore
Despising the pain a lot
It was the odd one out
No room for its voice anywhere
Let alone its unconditional love
Love it could no longer bear
The Song of a Third
Is now one of sorrow
The corner hoping the others will return
If not today, maybe tomorrow…
put on your red shoesthey walked together with their bare feet caressing the tar and hands intertwining gracelessly. it was early; the sun was just a faint circle rising from behind the horizon and the night sky was fading away into a sallow blue. their knees were weak and they shook violently as the wind whipped at their faces and the cold air stung their exposed skin but he squeezed her hand and she knew they were together and everything was going to be alright.put on your red shoes in Short Stories More Like This
they were surrounded by all but empty fields covered with wet grass and dotted with twisted trees, and a road running up and over a small hill. the rocks ate through the black tar and jabbed at the near-numb soles of their feet and she looked up and whispered, 'everything hurts so much more when it's cold'
her feet fell lightly against cold floorboards as she neared her front door. he stood wrapped in a jumper that smelled of her grape perfume and whiskey. she hadn't been expecting him, but the green of his eyes caught the light from
can't talk about it nowi sit on the end of her bed and watch her braid her hair.can't talk about it now in Short Stories More Like This
she's beautiful in the dim light from the lamp on the floor.
the way her dark tangelled hair falls around her shoulders makes my heart ache. if only i could run my fingers through it and show her how amazing she looks.
she has pale skin and red cheeks, wide eyes that are sometimes green and sometimes brown, and dark eyelashes that she wishes were longer.
she talks to me about love sometimes. tells me how she's too broken to care, too scared to want to. i tell her that love could heal her cuts and bruises if only she'd let it. but she won't.
if i could tell her how gently i'd handle her heart and for how long i'd hold onto her essence maybe she'd understand what love is about. but she's never really been in love has she? not like this.
we sit on her bedroom floor and drink whiskey from the bottle, her wasting away and me yearning for her to see what i do.
but soon enough we'll move apart and she'll cry for a week over having lost
forgetting how to feel.there's something in the way your lip moves when you're about to cry that makes my heart ache.forgetting how to feel. in Other More Like This
you're leaning back against the train wall; your eyes red under the bright white light as i try not to look. but i know you're watching me, and i know you're hurting more than i can imagine.
and i want to understand, but i don't, and i never will.
they tell me not to do anything stupid, and i almost laugh.
funny, how after this many years i don't need to kill myself.
i guess its painfully scary though, to know that
i am already insane.
there is no pain anymore;
just the emptiness.
but in the end it will be okay, because we're falling together;
you're dragging me down by arms and i'm not fighting back.
and i think we both understand that there's going to be nobody to catch us when we hit the bottom.
but in the end it will be okay.
it's like forgetting how to feel.
and not even caring.
the soundtrack of our winter,i'm just a kid trying to make something beautifulthe soundtrack of our winter, in Free Verse More Like This
from the restricting feeling that encloses my chest and the hopelessness that presents itself in the form of blurred vision and
it's all i've got;
life gets fucking ugly and i write stories to the shins and jeff buckley
but i can't deal with it any more;
can't deal with the lines underneath my eyes and can't write
about this any more
i hate my body
its just a shell for the words i
would you even cry?
would you get up and move on or would you take the
kurt cobain route;
or blow your fucking brains out?
do you need to know why?
the smell of our sleeplessness-the smell of our sleeplessness in Short Stories More Like This
'You've never really felt pain, until you've lost everything' he murmured, his eyes fixed on the dirt between our feet. 'You've never really had your heart broken if you can put the pieces back together.' He paused, taking a small sip from an almost empty wine glass and continued with his drunken monologue.
'You've never really learnt to appreciate their hands if the hands of another don't make you sick to your stomach, and you never understood the way they smelt unless you can smell it on your pillows'
He looked up at me, his face wistful and his grey eyes reflecting the cigarette he held in his hand and stared right though me as he muttered.
'And you know what, you've never really been in love if you can learn to love another'
He doesn't like the way he looks anymore. His once smooth skin is now a victim to his grief, to gravity and to his old age. His hair, growing more and more grey with each day that passes had once been dense and thick, dark brown - framing his luri
8.38yesterday i wrote a poem8.38 in Free Verse More Like This
that said: you are the silence
in the street at four in the morning
and the cold wind at the end
of a warm day
but today i am going to write a poem
to remind myself that there are things
inside of myself that will exist
long after you are gone
and that you cannot take
the breath in my lungs
i am going to write a poem
to remind myself that there is a world
outside of your arms and outside
of my own mind; there is a world
that does not think i am crazy
and to remind myself
that i have built everything again
twice, for you, and for this alone
i am not worthless - i have tried
and maybe i have failed, but
you will not knock me down again
i do not have the energy to rebuild
and yes, i love you
and i have loved you in so many ways
that the stain of your lips will not wash off
but i can live with a stain, so long
as i have myself
secrets in your pockets - chey, you,secrets in your pockets - c in Teen More Like This
you're that one with the secrets in your pockets and the penny-copper eyes that i try to avoid. in homeroom, i asked for a show of hands for who else thought you were beautiful [it was unanimous]. and you say you don't know? you say you don't understand? just let me tell you what goes on in my head:
the crack between my lips is painted with vanilla cherry but is chipped to pieces and needs yours pressed against them to come back to life. my inbox is lonely and missing your texts. my eardrum misses your voice, my eyes miss your face breathing oh so close to mine in ijusthadthekissofmylife gasps. and i'm just tired of missed chances and you missing my calls.
maybe you should move on. hes always going to have those secrets folded and hidden in his pockets and in his fingerprints and the dirt beneath his nails. youre never going to find out what they mean and hes never going to pour them out at your feet and beg for forgiveness.
hell never learn to
drawing mountains.you ask if im alright, and i'll sit there for a minute, my head in my hands thinkingdrawing mountains. in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
'no, no, no. im not alright. im hurting and i want to cry and cry and cry until it doesn't hurt anymore. im the furthest thing from alright that there is'
but i'll look up and smile, tears ever so slightly glazing my eyes and i say i'll be fine.
and you'll say 'okay'
and i can't write.
because i can't see.
and i can't feel anything
snow melting in midair.there are no words left in her system.snow melting in midair. in Short Stories More Like This
she's beyond alone, and shivering cold. lying curled up naked next to her toilet she begs her unreliable god to let her sleep. she has vomit through her hair and she smells of cheap wine and stale cigarettes.
she feels violated and disgusting, and won't stop telling herself she's a failure.
[but gorgeous, dark haired honey, look at you,
he cries in the shower so no one will hear him. all he can feel is hot mist filling his lungs and cold air falling over his skin from the open door. he lets the water drip down and over his open lips, as he reminds himself how horrible he is.
he falls to his knees and then to his side and the numbness kicks in, the terrible aching pain but the inability to cry, to eat, to sleep.
he tells himself he loves her. he loves her. he loves her.
[but pale boy, what do you know
the roof is spinning and the she tells herself the more she takes the faster she'll fall asleep. they're small - easy to swall
nine things i missnine: i miss the way you smell, the way you used to kiss me goodnight and the way your unshaved stubble would feel against my six year old skin. i miss the excited misery of your presence, the way you loved me but made me cry.nine things i miss in Short Stories More Like This
eight: i miss the way i'd lay in the dark, not quite sleeping, just so i could listen to you and mum talk. and then when she left, the way you'd fiddle with the strings on your guitar as if the notes somehow filled the empty space that hangs in the air where her sullen voice used to linger.
seven: i miss the way the wet grass used to feel between my toes and the way our neighbor's cinnamon doughnuts used to taste so much better when i ate them staring at the sky on top of my tree house. i was only eight, but i knew there was something special about everything back then and i miss that hope, that security.
six: i miss his house, the one with the fig tree and the hill in the back yard. the one with the old washing line that we'd all hang off as he'd push us around
Medea What if there came a world where supernatural abilities were real?Medea in Short Stories More Like This
And what if a military sect took advantage of this, by pairing such talented individuals, Evolutions, with a normal person, who was to be their emotional crutch?
What would happen if one of these crutches took advantage of their position?
In the elite group known as DEMI, she became a legend. Early on, when the organisation's modus operandi was still being fully developed, she was conscripted out of high school and trained in self defence and modern warfare, psychology and medicine, and paired with an Evolution..
He was her own age, taller with dark red hair and brown, almost black eyes. As soon as he saw her white blonde hair and bright blue eyes, small frame and angelic features, she knew he was obsessed with her. And she used it to her advantage.
She knew why she had been conscripted. At school she had been the queen bitch, displayin
VictoriousI can beat it allVictorious in Free Verse More Like This
I can claim victory
I can emerge from this battle
I can gain immortality.
I will fight to the end
I will not back down
I will claim the champion
I will overcome all around.
I vow to do this
I vow not to be swayed
I vow none will stand before me
I vow to win, come what may.
SuperheroWe're gonna steal the show tonightSuperhero in Free Verse More Like This
We'll pick our chances, pick our fights
Everything's gonna be alight tonight
'Cause the devil's in sight
And we're closing in tight
Bring it on
Shake down the walls til there's only one
Champagne-victory, the righteous won
Covered in blood, it was so much fun
We're hunting after you next, so just run
Into the horizon, into the sun
We have shone
The rivers and bridges are burning
From light to the dark they're all turning
No-one cares, they're not learning
They see the blood in the water is churning
Now for their saviours they are yearning
We'll be gone
Watching it all from the mountains high
The ground doesn't matter when you live in the sky
Now they understand, and they ask why
We hear their cries
And deign to return with a sigh
You were wrong
You've realised you need us now
The light must return, and we'll show you how
The darkness only comes if you allow
So we replenish our vows
And depart from you all with a bow
Sing our so
To Whom It May ConcernAll the pretentious kiddies are writing their "deep" poetryTo Whom It May Concern in Free Verse More Like This
This one pretentious kiddie asks only that you don't disregard
To whom it may concern, we are sad and desperate
In the hopes that some will find it, we have sent what we are and know
It is pathetic, and so are we
But our entire world is about to die
And this basic thought is a tragedy
We, who think the greatest sorrow is to have lived and no-one knows it
We plead with you to not forget this one pathetic world
This pretentious kiddie asks a world to remember us, if for a moment
PlummetI remember the fall.Plummet in Free Verse More Like This
I can still see it all.
You picked yourself up, returned to who you are.
Or so it seemed underneath hid the scars.
Everyone thought that was the end.
I held an envelope of tears you'd sent.
So here I stand, in the wake of it all,
Recalling that plummeting fall
Leave Me BehindCan you save my soul, save my mindLeave Me Behind in Free Verse More Like This
Could you leave it, leave me behind
I thought I wanted you, but I was blind
Please leave me, and leave me behind.
The TearsThe tears still fallThe Tears in Free Verse More Like This
And my heart breaks
As I feel real pain inside
Slave, always a slave
To inevitabilities and unplanned fates
Spin the thread, measure and cut
Hidden behind a veil
That fragile eyes don't want to see past
Lest a more fragile heart breaks
Our servitude is so short
But the masses are so many
That it keeps the deciders busy
And do they care, are they cruel?
Or are they indifferent, desensitised?
Are the aching hearts how they are worshipped?
I suppose it doesn't matter
It doesn't change a thing
And the tears still fall
And my heart breaks
As I feel real pain inside
Heartbeats etch in fact, no longer possible
Of chances and moments lost forever
But when we both know it's cruel
That no more is better than continuing on
We remember the moments that chance befell us;
In another time, they may not have happened
And the sun is warm, and pleasing
These are your last moments to appreciate serenity
That eases your own aches
We both know what's coming
We both know that it's for t
The RunsThe trouble all starts with an upset tummy:The Runs in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's gurgling, and feels kinda funny.
You put it off as long as you can;
An animal instinct warns you away from the can.
At last you can't stand it any more,
If you die it'll be in that eternal war.
Man against self, since time begun
The weapon of choice: the bloody runs.
As soon as you give in, it grips you whole,
Building in your stomach to explode out any hole.
You feel it inch by inch as it gains ground
In the space of minutes the Lord you've found.
You pray for it all to just come to an end,
In any which way, as long as it gets done, you won't defend.
Long minutes pass and no result or conclusion;
Your delirious mind calculates fusion.
Movement starts and it hurts even more
Whimpering silently, you lean against the wall.
Some small release, but more is to come:
You pray again and again to just die and be done.
The pain refuses to stay away,
And suddenly you realise there's no air spray.
It begins to pick up speed, like death-spawn contra
Abandoned To The Cold RainI lie collapsed, wretched and unlovedAbandoned To The Cold Rain in Free Verse More Like This
Abandoned by all I loved unconditionally
The rain pours down, soaking my matted hair
I don't have the strength anymore to crawl to shelter
My face lies half in the wet dirt, but I don't care
My body is beaten and bruised,
Punished for some crime I didn't know I'd committed
I whimper, wondering with tears in my eyes
Why they don't love me anymore
The heartbroken ache is worse than the beatings
I cry alone on the side of the road
Shivering in the cold, pouring rain
Dimly I hear a car pull up, but I don't care anymore
I am not loved by those I love
Strangers rush over and stroke my head
At last I look up with dejection, one eye gumming closed
They take me and place me in their nice warm car
Wrapping me in a towel against the cold outside
They rescue me in my rejected state
But I don't care anymore,
Those I loved abandoned me to the rain and cold
Silent tears roll down my cheeks in a stranger's car
Cassandra pt 2 Owen Burke strode through the streets like he owned them, walking in a straight line and daring anyone to try and make him go around them. He drove along these streets and past these buildings almost every day, but he rarely walked them. The only reason he was on foot to his office was because, of all things, his car had been towed. His head was on the chopping block, and the day before he has to safe his ass, his car gets towed. Scraped the paint too. Asshole.Cassandra pt 2 in Short Stories More Like This
He hurriedly checked his watch, not breaking his imperious stride for a moment. He almost mowed down a little old lady, but he didn't stop. He should get there with fifteen minutes to spare. Gave him plenty of time to compose himself once he got there, and compile a list of others who probably deserved more than him to stay, but who would get shown the door with their effects thrown out the window rather than him. Hopefully.
Three more blocks. He hadn't realised how far he actually lived from
Leap Without Looking"So," Mercutio said with a smile too wide for his face, "since you are staying with me, where shall we visit first?"Leap Without Looking in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Something in Cian made him wonder why he just agreed to spend more time with this man. Mercutio, at best, was an unknown party. Cian knew him as another Eternal, one who had possibly more than one name, and a personality that was more complicated than it appeared. But he looked so terrified of being alone again. The expression of sheer panic and terror that Mercutio couldn't have controlled had been enough to change Cian's mind. Since when had he been so easily swayed? That incident with Chara had been a fluke. He wasn't a man who changed his mind like that. And yet
Cian sighed, "You said you had been traveling around this galaxy," he murmured. "Where did you still want to visit?"
"There are a number of mountain and garden worlds that I was looking at but h
Stupidly Excited"Where are we going now?" Cian asked as he and Mercutio stepped out into space.Stupidly Excited in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His friend shrugged slightly, brushing a hand through his chestnut colored hair. Mercutio seemed rather smiley, but uncharacteristically quiet since their hysteria over the fish bubbles. Neither was going to mention the one they had in tow with them. It was a larger bubble, with a spiky blue fish and school of purple fish swimming around it. The fish were unfazed by their change in location and simply swam. Neither was sure what they were going to do with their bubble of fish, but they were going to keep it and that was that.
"I've not made a decision yet," Mercutio admitted. "Was there somewhere specific you wanted to go?"
"Of course not."
"Don't start," Cian frowned as he pointed an accusing finger at Mercutio. "I just crossed the universe for you. The least you could do is give me some credit."
Mercutio couldn't help but smirk at h
About UsIt was comfortable here, snuggled between a blanket and sheets. Cian couldn't remember the last time he was in a bed. He couldn't remember the last time he slept either. Sleeping was nice, something his people didn't need to do all that often, but something that was still enjoyable. For a time sleep had been something of an escape for Cian. But now it felt like an action that he had desperately needed. Groaning softly under his breath he turned so he could hug the pillow to his chest. It smelled like salt air. There was another smell in this place too. Something sweet and doughy. It wasn't at all unpleasant. Nothing was that unpleasant here, really.About Us in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And that was when Cian realized something was terribly wrong. His violet eyes shot open and he jerked up in the bed. A bed? Since when was there a bed?! And blankets, and
You Came Here For MoreSesmia greeted Cian fondly by instantly cocooning him in a blanket of humidity and powerful heat. Cian shouldn't have been surprised; after all, he had been here just a few weeks/months earlier when the rainy season began. Rainy seasons in tropical rainforests brought endless heat and humidity, he knew that. The problem was that Taltreau had been a mostly mountain and river worldvery little humidity. Taltreau's climate ranged from cool and pleasant to blisteringly cold. Sesmia ranged from warm and sweaty to unbearably hot and humid. The sudden transition threw Cian for a few seconds, and he had to wait to adjust to the completely different climate before heading down a trail he barely knew.You Came Here For More in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thankfully the memories of romping through this forest were still fresh in Cian's mind. Eternals had impressively expansive memory, therefore it was easy for Cian to remember the hidden path in the muddy grass and bro
How The Universe WorksAt this point, not much surprised Cian. Every planet seemed to be the same; all the people were the same, and the way their histories played out in the grand scheme of time were all the same. Take this world in front of him right now. It was populated by a race of bird-humanoids that worshipped the weather. They were in their infant stages of knowledge, worshiping rather than understanding. They were split into tribes, some friendly with each other, some decidedly not. The people were doomed to fail and fall into war, some tribes would die, or perhaps the whole world would. If they didn't, life continued and perhaps there would be a renaissance or enlightenment. If they all died then he could come back in another thousand years and see the new life emerging, only to fall into the same trap its ancestors had.How The Universe Works in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lovely world, Sesmia is," said a voice behind him.
Chills ran up Cian's spine and he jerked
Rather Brave“Hello,” said a very calm, very sweet voice.Rather Brave in Short Stories More Like This
Damien blinked and looked up. Standing beside him was one of those…not-shigen people. This one had cerulean hair that was just touching his shoulders and silver grey eyes. There was a gentle, sweet smile on his thin lips, showing off shallow dimples on his face.
“Hello…” Damien replied as cordially as possible.
“May I sit with you?”
The albino hesitated slightly. He had originally come out here to be away from people. The castle that Zephyr now lived in was rather nice, but the fact that it was completely within the mountain brought up…all the wrong memories. Damien needed time away from it and left the castle to find this spot on the banks river. No one seemed to come close to the water. Usually that would ward most people away, but seeing as Damien was already dead he decided whatever was keeping people away from the water wouldn’
Curiosity“Look at this!” Mercutio squealed as he darted away from Cian.Curiosity in Short Stories More Like This
Cian threw his head back and suppressed the need to shout. The two had been taking a leisurely walk through the cosmos up until now. Cian had grown bored hopping from planet to planet and he managed to convince his lover to just stroll through space. Of course it couldn’t last long. Not much of any one activity (save a few) managed to entertain Mercutio indefinitely.
Turning around Cian found a new reason to sigh and shake his head. Mercutio was floating about a large satellite. The silver and white constructed was oddly shaped, almost like a cone with a series of antennas poking out of it at regular intervals. Little white and red lights blinked on it, and a foreign writing that soon translated to Peregrination MARK IV was pained in red on one of the sides. It was nothing exceptionally amazing, despite how Mercutio flew about it, toying w
That's It?Twin’s Night couldn’t last forever, and it seemed as though that the Eternals had just come to Entity when the festivities were ending. Mercutio and Cian spent a great deal of their time with Kester and Damien. They seemed like genuinely good people, even if Damien had a hard time accepting that fact. As the festival was ending the two Eternals were beginning to fee as though they were over-staying their welcome. Not that they thought that the people of this town would run them out, but the gentle air of the town was waning, and they knew that they would stick out more with the holiday drawing to a close.That's It? in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You never taught me your trick,” Damien frowned as he led the two out of town.
“It would be very difficult to teach you,” Mercutio said with a little smile.
“I can learn fast,” Damien argued, crimson eyes glaring up at him.
“I never said you couldn’t learn,” even though Mercutio got the f
The Constant State of Your People"No, no, that's not how you do it," sighed Cast'avan as he took the flint from one of the chicks he was teaching. "Here, you have to strike it with more force than that."The Constant State of Your People in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Just as he picked up a second rock to illustrate his lesson better, Cast'avan felt a shiver run through his feathers. He puffed up just as one of the younger chicks screeched and fled under him for safety.
"He's not there!" Shouted a recently familiar voice.
Cast'avan straightened quickly and twisted his head behind him. Standing there was Cian, who looked like he had been running for weeksand yet he had been here only a day ago. Then again Cian and Falmer/Mercutio had both explained that time was something fluid, a concept he still didn't quite grasp.
But the idea that time was not something as concrete as the sun and stars moving was of little importance right now. As Cast'avan focused on Cian it was easy to feel all of the chaotic emotions radi
Because You Helped MeMercutio heard his own breath come in ragged hiccups as he stared at the grass in front of him. The tree he was leaning on was a good support, not the best, but it was keeping him upright. For now. He tried so hard not to notice it when Cian walked into his line of vision, but it was impossible not to. Cian planted himself in front of Mercutio, all of his body in direct sight. Mercutio shivered as he heard Cian take in a breath to speak.Because You Helped Me in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What are you talking about?" Cian asked.
Oh you know exactly what I'm talking about. Mercutio thought spitefully, even though he was painfully aware of the fact that Cian actually knew nothing of Mercutio's situation. And it wasn't that he was trying to find a way to hurt Mercutio right now. In fact, from the tone and inflection of his voice, it was easy to say Cian was concerned. Rightfully so, really, because wouldn't anyone be
The Kraken's SeaThe Kraken's Sea:The Kraken's Sea in Free Verse More Like This
In the deepest night our ship was sailing
Quietly through the moonlit sea.
Until we saw the monstrosity rising
'By the gods, it couldn't be!'
From the watery depths we heard it shriek;
Tendrils arcing toward the sky.
Like harpoons cast toward the heavens
The time for battle was nigh.
My crew prepared the starboard cannons
As I steered my ship through the rumbling tide.
The vicious whirpool which drew us in,
Was the abyss in which the beast would hide.
Soon it began to strike at us;
Tentacles lashing like deadly whips!
Several times we were nearly broken
As it clicked and smacked its horrid lips...
'Fire!' I screamed as the cannons roared
Each one delivering a ball of death.
I watched as its skin puckered and burst
My heart racing with every breath...
The creature thrashed and writhed about
As its painful fury scattered the sea!
But slowly we watched it slink away
And our hearts lit up with glee.
Our grins soon turned to garish laughs
As we whooped
The Wolven PrideThe Wolven Pride:The Wolven Pride in Free Verse More Like This
We are hunted down as monsters;
By legends demonised.
We are feared as devilish creatures
In your pitiful human eyes...
But let me try and teach you
Of why we do not fear.
Because we actually enjoy it
When the hunters seek us here.
In the forest we are champions
In the night we rule the lands.
The hunter becomes the hunted
And dies by our hands.
Fangs will pierce his fragile throat
His flesh is torn to shreds.
It is the fear and scent of death
That the hunter truly dreads.
But we alone shall know no fear
For by the moon we shall be blessed.
Draped in Luna's loving embrace;
We bet our life with every breath.
That is who we are.
The wolven pride of werewolves
Is arrogance from afar.
Viewed by trembling creatures
Wetting themselves in fright.
We appear as snarling punishers
In the glory of the night.
Here in the deepest shadows
Where the light will never reach.
We silence the mouths of humans
For we tire of what they preach:
Fear the Dragon CallA storm of lighting breaks the sky as the dragons begin to stir and wakeFear the Dragon Call in Free Verse More Like This
Their roar will thunder across the mountains as the very earth will shake
These ancient beasts of might and magic, are fury and strength personified!
How many of you will remember the days when we were told to hide?
Our mothers would wrap us in special blankets and calm us down with song
We would cower in holes like tiny rats whilst our parents acted strong
The Dragon would burn our homes away and all would turn to dust and ash
Our entire lives would be swallowed up! In a single crimson flash...
It used to be a time of darkness, where a man would live in constant fear
Yet we have found a special way, to protect the lives that we hold dear
My friends I must now present to you the warriors of the Chosen Eight
A group of our honoured champions, who will slay the beasts we hate!
Now they ride for the Volcanic Wastes where the Dragon call has sounded!
Before the beast can stand its ground they will have it fully surrou
The Great DrakeHe rose from the ground as the very earth split in a series of jagged scarsThe Great Drake in Free Verse More Like This
Molten lava would burst from these wounds, as his wings eclisped the shimmering stars...
The Great Drake Serogar, once laid to rest in the warm womb of Gaia
Had once again awakened, to discipline those who had earned his ire.
Humans and Dragons were killing each other, senselessly bathing in the coldest of blood
Yet all their efforts amounted to nothing and opened the gates for a terrible flood...
For in the realms of the Nether; where the creatures drank of the dark well of Midnight
A rift had been torn of violence and hatred, spawning the children of Blight.
The demonkin arose from this artificial scar, fueled only by their need to destroy
The forces of darkness laughed at us blatantly, for this had been their devious ploy!
Serogar shook his head and cried piteously, for this was not the world of which he had dreamed
He roared defiantly at the creatures of darkness and met them bravely as he screamed:
Bringer of the NightBringer of the Night:Bringer of the Night in Free Verse More Like This
Born from the kiss of a goddess
And drenched in the cauldron of lies.
He emerged as a being of entropy
Bearing the mark of flies...
His wings were made from crow-like feathers
Black as the dust of the night.
His fangs were laden with horrid infection
Made from the stone of blight.
A single bite, was poison enough
And soon they began to change...
The children loved by the lady in white
Soon they became deranged.
Powerful beings of might and magic
They soared through the moonlit sky!
They flew amongst the twinkling stars
But their gift was a burning lie...
Falling to the ground like choking insects
Crawling in the dirt with a painful thirst.
These creatures needed the taste of blood
And their friends would be the first.
Neighbours, comrades, it mattered not!
Survival become an instinctive drive.
To bite and feed was a natural feeling
And horror came when night arrived.
Men or women, children who slept;
Through windows and doors they would slithe
The Sanguinary OfferingThe Sanguinary Offering:The Sanguinary Offering in Free Verse More Like This
We lay her down upon the altar
With chains to hold her hands and feet.
She will not stir and she will not speak;
Our eyes she will not meet...
This girl was made for a single purpose
She is here to serve in death.
A simple container of blood and flesh
Soon to be robbed of breath.
Our hands bear the ancient markings
Scars we open with trembling hands.
For the scent of our blood shall awaken him;
The sleeping lord of our land...
With heads pressed to the dirty floor
We cower in fear at the Raven's cry.
For the bird shall serve as the master's herald;
And none would dare to meet his eye!
Cold and lifeless, red with blood,
He stands among us as an angel sanguine.
His wings are coated in coal-like feathers,
Black as a banshee's scream...
'Bring me the girl,' he whispers darkly
As we scurry quickly to meet his command.
He cups her chin with slender fingers,
And her life he does demand...
She gives it freely, offering her neck
And he bites it with
Song of the Sea SirenSong of the Sea Sirens:Song of the Sea Siren in Free Verse More Like This
The roaring wind was quick to die
As the fog began to form.
Silence soon surrounded us
Like a calm before the storm.
In the darkest distance; against the light
I could hear a haunting melody.
It seemed to sound like a Siren's call
Coming from across the sea.
Immediately my crew reacted
As we dove beneath the deck.
Wool and wax to plug the ears
And ropes to tie me back.
As a Captain of this Pirate ship
My duty was plain to see.
Tied to the mast as a sacrifice
Was where I soon would be.
For one alone must endure the call
Else the Siren would not sing.
This had been a long tradition
Since the time of the Pirate King.
A swig of rum would steel the soul;
With a prayer of mercy from the crew.
Left alone upon the deck
It was like a private dinner for two.
'Come with me, my little sailor,'
Her voice did whisper in my mind
'I alone will give you pleasure,
For I alone am kind...'
Indeed she was an enchanting creature
Soft and warm with the promise of
The Traitorous GreybacksThe Traitorous Greybacks:The Traitorous Greybacks in Free Verse More Like This
Shunned amongst the Lycan tribes;
The great betrayers of faith.
We bear the mark of our sinful past
This ancient scar of hate.
We wear it proudly upon our backs
The fur that's ashen grey.
The sign that we have sold our kin
To live another day...
We werewolves live as tyrant beings;
Immortal as we please...
But we alone are forced to bear
This fetid filthy disease.
It eats away at flesh and bone
Until all that's left is sludge.
Lost alone in horrid pain;
Through empty days we trudge.
But we have learnt a secret way
To stop our bitter end...
As long as we can steal a pup
From our blessed neighbour's den.
The Thunder Wolves, the Shadow Hunters
It matters not the choice.
As long as we can feast on flesh
We alone rejoice!
The trembling change that overcomes
It charges through our frame.
Granted now unholy strength;
We howl in the rain...
We are Greybacks, Traitors all!
But you have made us thus.
Now we shall begin our vengeance
And you will sate our lust.
Machine ManMachine Man:Machine Man in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It began with but a simple command, "to do as we are told".
Never to deviate from this path - never to nurture the soul.
We are told that we are given a purpose; "a part of something great!"
Yet why oh why am I so weary of that which is my fate?
Am I an error, a single anomaly, unable to feel intact?
Or am I missing some special attribute - a facet which I lack.
In a society made of fleshed machines; robots wearing skin,
Perhaps I'm simply seeking something, to fill this metal tin.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th November 2012
The Tomb of KhaineThe Tomb of Khaine:The Tomb of Khaine in Free Verse More Like This
The moans of the shambling horde could be heard
As zombies burst from the depths of the tomb
The Pirates were trapped within the mausoleum;
Caught in the center of a Demon's womb...
It spawned a horror with each contraction
A shuffling parody of tainted life
With flesh that hung in sallow strips;
Carved with the edge of a pus-dripping knife
As more of the beasts spewed forth from the depths
The Captain called for a spark of light
As Haze scattered the explosive dust
A match was thrown to make it ignite
Boom! it exploded with a shock of force
As the Pirates were thrown to the dirty floor
They cleared the space in front of them
But more of the creatures were blocking the door...
"We'll make a run for it, fast as we can.
I refuse to die, by a deadman's hand."
The Captain grinned for he saw the way
A single path to the light of day...
As they dashed for the door; cleaving a path
The Captain scattered some oil from a flask.
With a touch of powder to