time and space.It was a Tuesday when she hit the age she always thought would be the day she felt old, ticking past her teenage years, and into the old-enough-to-know-betters/young-enough-not-to-care age. It rained the day she blew out twenty three candles, and she had never had a wish come true, at least not one that didn't turn sour not long after, anyway. She laughed with the people around her, and drank wine like a mature young lady, despite the clouds she could feel forming in her ribcage. She wanted to know if this was what ageing felt like, if this was how all her birthdays would feel like from this one forward. She knew what the clouds were, and she knew it wasn't anything she needed to dwell on any more than she already had. Her birthday wasn't about to become a pity party, and no-one was going to cry today.time and space. in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Mother dearest had too much to drink, and toast after toast rolled out, spilling embarrassing childhood memories leaving her cheeks ever-red and her eyes resting in the palms of hands hi
in the storm.you wash over me like seasons.in the storm. in Free Verse More Like This
i never quite know which will be coming next
last night you were thunder and lightening
and you left my lips tingling
with water stuck in the spaces between thoughts.
i still can't quite shake you
and the water marks have stained up my legs
and they're getting higher each time
you come raging over.
ache.she learned of a heaviness, that pressed down on all of your pressure points and leftache. in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
you bent over and screaming from pain and emptiness and feeling to many things at once. she
learned that sometimes its not being numb that hurts the most, its the flooding of emotions,
feeling a million things at once and not being able to distinguish one from the other, and
not being able to fix any of them because fixing one makes another one worse. its being stuck
in between all these emotions and wanting to make it all stop and knowing that you just cant.
its not possible. no amount of tea or milk or fowl burning whiskey could ever untangle or
separate these feelings and you're left feeling a great big tangle of cords, like headphones
and you cannot fathom how they got like this is the two mintues you left them for, and how
the words are still coming out straight despite the twists and turns and big fucking knots.
thats all she feels like.
a big fucking knot
sea levelsShe could feel him in her bones, resting along the inside, leaving them quivering in time to her bottom lip. The prickling of an ocean behind her eyelids sent tremors throughout her synapses, and left everything else of her shaking until the water tension breaks and floods in sync with splintering of her. She could feel his fingerprints ghosted onto her skin, like smudges on a fogged up window, still lingering even when the sun has risensea levels in Free Verse More Like This
relapse.shed my skin untilrelapse. in Free Verse More Like This
i can count each bone
feel each break.
maybe these fledgling wings
that jut out of my back,
will take my from here
when i rid myself of the
lead weight of a body.
patchworkI really don't sleep enough.patchwork in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know what's me anymore and what
Ive invented and wore for so long I cant tell where I start and the skin begins.
I am pathetic.
barely there.sometimes when you walk past mebarely there. in Free Verse More Like This
in the hallways
our shadows cross
touch, then part.
my shadow has has more
contact with you
than i ever have
insantiy.her insides were a war zone,insantiy. in Free Verse More Like This
each monster wanting to claim
in as their own
sinking their poisons into her skin
leaving their mark.
her porcelain skin was a canvas
and her mind was a map
leading each one the places
where they could cause the most damage.
her frontal lobe was hit first,
and it made her heart quake
as people's faces become monsters
even those she loved most.
next was her cerebral cortex
which smashed all her bones
and left them grey as all she was
washed away in a storm.
each wave fell onto her
and made her skin flourish with
blossoms and bulbs
of purples, pinks and reds.
Eventually the waves subsided
and the only thing she saw was
a shadowy black
and then nothing.
lifeboat.i take photos of your topographylifeboat. in Free Verse More Like This
map you like a landscape
and overlap us to find we match
our mountains and dips
they are opposites.
i traced your back while you sleeping
and let my fingers move along each love mark
showing where we are meant to go from here.
and it seems good.
we seem good.
and i know now that my fear
of the ocean is irrelevent because
wherever the waves take me
you'll float too
you'll keep me afloat.
OBSCUREOBSCURE:OBSCURE in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The flower of midnight blooms
As the wind will sway the trees.
But my corpse will dangle helpless
As it is blown by the breeze.
Feel the prick of final judgement
As I am cast into the flame.
Born again into this world;
Where my life is just a game.
I think and try to remember
But the night is simply cold
I return to the ancient tree
where once my soul was sold.
I gather the rope and ladder
while the moon is shining bright.
I kill myself again;
In the quiet of the night...
A lonely obscure defiance;
Where my silent tears will fall.
For none will ever remember
A quiet broken doll...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th May 2012
FeverMy fever is growing stronger and I'm feeling rather faintFever in Free Verse More Like This
I can see the walls are moving like dancers in the paint!
They cartwheel and turn as they soar through the air
I wonder how they do it but all I do is stare
The clock is ticking madly and soon it starts to chime
I think I'll probably turn this into another crazy rhyme
I appear to be creative but I'm really rather ill
In fact I'm only typing by sheer force of will
My eyes are actually closing as my fingers tap along
It seems my love for poetry is really rather strong!
But before I slip away to sleep I must complete this work
I'm afraid my need for excellence might be my only quirk
So here's a simple message that I've always wanted to say
It's just a simple thank you for showing me the way
My friends have made me stronger and showed me how to live
But I'm afraid these simple words are all I have to give:
-Chen Yuan Wen, 15th may 2012
Whispering to LuciferWhispering to Lucifer:Whispering to Lucifer in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting
There are Things Beneath the GardenThere Are Things Beneath the Garden:There are Things Beneath the Garden in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are things beneath the garden,
Which you really shouldn't see.
There are things beneath the garden,
That don't belong to me.
There are things beneath the garden,
Gone rotten blue and black.
There are things beneath the garden,
In a dripping gunny sack...
There are flowers in the garden,
Which you really shouldn't pull.
There are flowers in the garden,
That sit on top of wool.
There are flowers in the garden,
With a really rotten scent.
There are flowers in the garden,
Above bodies burnt and bent...
I love this little garden,
It's a special place to me.
I love this little garden,
It's where I want to be.
I love this little garden,
Now wouldn't you like to see?
I love this little garden;
And you'll be number three...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th October 2012
VinashukaThe cloud that forms above the burning wastesVinashuka in Free Verse More Like This
Hints to many that the dying world breathes.
Beneath the empty morrow that holds the shattered
glass, I see myself whispering 'Vinashuka'.
Cold muttered voices tonguing the edge of my sanity
The creeping walls denote the loss of my inner being
Lick the paper that cuts the tongue into a myriad
of pieces and once again whisper 'Vinashuka'.
But my words will fall on deaf ears and I'm tempted
to once again open myself for torture. For perhaps
the endless grief with which I give myself meaning
will form into the bloodied words of 'Vinashuka'.
This single whispered temptation, a solitary lie
amongst thousands of truths, a comforting security
that tells me I'm alive-
Is simple called 'Vinashuka'.
Now I feel like biting this flopping tongue
This worthless condemnation of meat and drool!
It gibbers endlessly and drives me to madness
A madness known as 'Vinashuka'
Chen Yuan Wen, 24th May 2012
ScreamScream:Scream in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He steps out onto the stage, grinning as always
He can hear the bass playing as the drum sets the mood
So to warm them up, he begins with an introduction:
Though we have come here tonight as individuals
I believe that we will leave here as friends
Because no one else, except a friend
Would be willing to hear you scream.
And so, tonight, we'll be playing our song "Scream"
He takes a deep breath and the guitar begins to wail
The drumming heats up and he knows that this is his moment
In a voice that is low and filled with emotion
He slowly begins to sing his song:
When first you came upon this path
You thought that you had seen the last of-
Nightmares crawling from your dreams!
You hear the sound of a thousand screams and they-
Drag you down to suffocate!
And you're just filled with so much hate that you-
(Feel like giving in...)
(When it cuts right past your skin!)
Just raise up your voice, I'll let you be heard!
Scream out your different kin
As The Skies PartedAs The Skies Parted:As The Skies Parted in Free Verse More Like This
As the clouds in the skies parted and fire rained to the earth
The soft keening of the voices trapped within the abyss
resounded throughout the empty plains, as the world prepared itself
to meet a fate no worse than complete and utter oblivion.
The waters turned red with blood and bubbled with a poisonous brew
Whilst the creatures of the mountains, mutated into vicious monstrocities
A pall of darkness, settled around the Earth like a cloak of shadows
and in its grip we knew the true fury of a God gone mad.
Hundreds were slain by the rocks that pummelled the ground
As they fell from the heavens like burning stars of rage and anger
Thousands more fell to the plagues unleashed upon the people;
For famine and sickness claimed far more than the flame and stone...
All this, was contained within a magical snowglobe
A special artifact presented to the crew-member named Reaper
On a special day known as his birthday...
It was a gift from the Captain, forged with the m
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State in Free Verse More Like This
Just as there are four elements
Existing in harmony with one another
So too are there four states of poetry:
Air is the element of freedom
Exemplified by the use of free verse
It has no structure and no true shape
But allows us creative control
Through the use of air as a poetic medium
We allow our emotions a freedom to be
We allow them to soar upon worded wings
Gliding freely through the skies of literature
Water is the element of the changing flow
It can be hard as ice or as soft as snow.
Its nature resembles the power of rhyme
Which grants us order and a structured mind
By pushing and pulling the words we may-
create a picture of what we wish to say
Painted upon a canvas of emotional lines
We create a sculpture of structured rhymes
Earth is uncomprising
Craggy on the whole, it resembles the concrete
Like the craggy mountains with peaks and valleys
It can take us down
A creative alley. For rock resembl
Without JoyA bard may choose to sing a song of happy days and eternal blissWithout Joy in Free Verse More Like This
But why should I sing of happiness, when misery is all that is?
The suffering we see around us, is tantamount to hell
Yet we accept these horrid days; caught within a spell
Perhaps I'm simply being morbid, a soul disturbed by a darker voice
Or perhaps I am the whispered truth; personified by choice.
I will not speak of revelations nor of better days to come
In terms of hope for the future; I'd rather remain mum.
For the world I've seen has shown to me, that pain equates to life
I'm sure you've tried it many times on the edge of a sharpened knife
Why would you open embittered wounds and seek a constant pain?
Why must you always drench yourself in a cold and solemn rain?
Is the heart a device so perfectly fragile, that it needs to be reinforced
Or do we simply enjoy ourselves; screaming until we're hoarse...
The answer to this is not so simple and I've sought it out for years
I've searched in every distant cor
A Special Happy BirthdayA Special Happy Birthday:A Special Happy Birthday in Free Verse More Like This
Your birthday is a special day,
It comes but once a year.
And so I've made this little poem
For those that I hold dear.
You've lived and grown another year
And now you've come of age.
It is time for you to show yourself
Upon this worldly stage.
Some are artists, some are troops
Some are sportsmen throwing hoops.
Some are writers, some are bad,
Some might be the best we've had
Others are fixers, others will fax
A gamer might use some mighty hacks;
There is a plethora of choices for you,
So do what in your heart is true.
But for today let us just have fun
Rock the world and then be done.
For a birthday comes but once a year
And yours my friend is finally here!
"Happy Birthday to you, I wish you all the best and may all your wishes come true."
-From Chen Yuan Wen, to all the November birthday kids, 5th November 2012
ChaosChaos in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the Queen of chaos
frays, rents, rips, eliminates
a complex decay
TriumphTriumph in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
triumph for the King
His truth will be acknowledged
all shall be revealed
OmegaThere is a wolf lurking in my doorway;Omega in Free Verse More Like This
our eyes holding breathless conversations
as secrets whisper through the stroke of my pen
into the awaiting lungs of strangers.
Soon young pup, you'll have nothing left to say.
My heart is woven together with tight-knit words,
blood red Poe, and thumping Hemingway-
Yet, no headstrong Omega sleeps
within this slightly cracked, ribcage embrace.
"I am unafraid of forests with teeth."
Battle CryI write poetry to ghosts in my dreamsBattle Cry in Free Verse More Like This
awakening with ink stained sheets
from nights I can't remember,
meaningless phantom words upon my flesh.
And this cigarette between my fingertips
taunts me,"Hey baby, heycatch me on fire
and I'll burn you away." I laugh, hollow
unafraid of flames & smoke & shadows.
I've felt it all before.
I'm washing away the ink with homemade
remedies. Like it never was;
Like I never was.
But there is love on my arms now
smirking and itching away at me.
I'll claw it out a hundred times over
because remembering you
that is worse than self-inflicted injury.
lub-dubThere are loverslub-dub in Free Verse More Like This
I will never be able to
crawl out from underneath;
I’m caving in, lungs
no longer able
to exhale lovely things.
However hollow, I’ve got
these artist hands,
these god hands of mine
that can save lives.
What’s the point
when I’ve got little
& no one can ever seem
to find my pulse?
FrostI am devouring chaos,Frost in Free Verse More Like This
chasing it down with winter's chill.
Spare me your fingerprints,
summer's lovechild. áThose knowing owl eyes
have me second guessing the wild churning
in my bones. You are the sleep that sweeps
my eyelashes, drowning me in my own daydreams.
When was it...
that you plastered yourself to my ribcage?
boys with bird names cant actually fly.i fill my lungs with blackberriesboys with bird names cant actually fly. in Free Verse More Like This
& nicotine because it is the only way
I can stomach the taste.
a phoenix told me once
that he could teach me
how to burn properly,
as if scolding
[ like the intercostal
spaces of a ribcaged
he fell in love
with my words
before he knew
the height of my
or the annoying
sound of my laugh.
he said he could count
all my scars on one hand-
even the ones that wake me
at 3 am with an itch i swear
begs me to rip them open
& i told him he could keep
his pretty words and fiery fingers
creatively away from me.
i am tired of smelling of hell
& ash when -
A lion among sheep.There are ghosts in my bloodstreamA lion among sheep. in Free Verse More Like This
kissing concrete cells &
the bedroom eyes of nerve endings.
( foreign words
engraved into my marrow, birds in my chest
& wars not yet fought between my hips. )
I've taken myself apart every night
since I learned how to swallow a pen
limb by steady limb.
Passed around by grabby hands,
a sold, & borrowed daughter;
I am a lion among sheep,
drunk on life & ink.
William,If I am nothing but an actorWilliam, in Free Verse More Like This
on a stage in this dust town
of rose torn bones and washed up
stars, why is it that the galaxy sculpted
crescent moons in my palms
fly.this is hard for the world around us to grasp:fly. in Free Verse More Like This
these wildfires raging in our retinas
& the sins we wear like demonic similes
on our tongues- they are not enough.
& i am so fucking sorry of saying i'm sorry.
but, tell me,
what is a young poet(ess) to do
with veins made of kite strings?
Broken wings (NorwayX Ixian fearie reader)Norway ran a hand through his hair, his arms leaning on the railing of his little terrace. He sighed, knowing he still had a hell of a lot of unpacking to do. A few stray boxes and packages littered the floor behind him, a looming tower of polystyrene filled crates waiting for his attention.Broken wings (NorwayX Ixian fearie reader) in Romance More Like This
His brothers had come and gone, helping him to get all of the furniture set up. Sweden was especially good at those things, so it helped that he was there. When they'd left Tino had become teary-eyed.
"Promise you'll call okay?"
"Yeah, let's go drinking sometime!"
"See ya.....Big brother."
The four of them had gone, leaving Norway alone in his new home. He loosened his tie as he rolled his neck. Lugging stuff around sure was tiring.
A soft singing voice drifted over to his ears. Immediately his head swivelled around to find the source. His eyes fell upon you, your back turned towards him.
You hummed along to "Europe skies". Norway smiled, as he knew the Norwegian's songs very
Watching you watch him (DenmarkXReaderXPrussia)Requested by PurpleFlowerRibbonsWatching you watch him (DenmarkXReaderXPrussia) in Romance More Like This
I hope you all enjoy
Who do you pick?
I love you
From the bottom of my heart
And that's not gonna' change
But things look grim
When I am watching you watch him
This party rocked! Denmark had invited you, and of course you had agreed. You were hoping that a certain albino would be there
Denmark blushed. It was a fairly out-of-character action, but a certain girl had captured his heart. There was something in your beautiful smile and shining eyes that always made him happy to be around you. You'd been friends for years, and he had slowly developed a crush on you.
You had no idea, of course. Your mind was fixed on ruby eyes, not his blue. About what it would feel like to run your hands through smooth, snowy hair, rather than spiky blond. Yes. Unfortunately, Prussia had captured your heart.
Denmark was always by your side, always smiling, always making you laugh, always having a listening ear for you. You thought of him as your brother, your closest f
Red eyes watching you Red eyes. A caress of your cheek. A loud voice proclaiming its awesomeness. You gulped and shook your head at your Danish friend. He bit the corner of his mouth, trying not to burst into tears.Red eyes watching you in Romance More Like This
"I'm sorry," you told him, hanging your head.
"I'm sorry I made you choose." His words were weak, nothing like how he usually sounded. You were sorry to turn him down, but now he knew. He took a deep, steadying breath.
"Well, I guess I'll leave you two alone, then." He turned and disappeared into the crowd. You glanced over at your crush.
"So there you have it." You leaned against the counter and swigged your drink.
"Hey, fraulein I don't think I've tasted your drink before. Can I try it?" You were confused by the question, but what the heck.
His lips caught yours and he ran his tongue over your bottom lip. Before you had a chance to kiss him back, he withdrew, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Not bad." You flushed, touching your fingers to your lips. "Want to taste mine?" You nodd
Fevers and delusions (GreeceXReader)"Heracles!" Your balled fist pounded against the door. You sighed, why had you even agreed to get him out of bed in the mornings anyway?!Fevers and delusions (GreeceXReader) in Romance More Like This
It was a well known fact that Heracles can't get out of bed in the mornings to go to school, and yet you'd been stupid enough to comply with his request.
Well, you couldn't help yourself! The crush you had on the Greek had been growing slowly, but surely every day and when he came to ask you for something as important as this, you said yes immediately.
"Heracles! If you don't come out now, I'm leaving you behind!" You shouted through the door. He was taking quite a long time today, you wondered what was taking him so long. Finally, you heard some stumbling on the other side.
"Dude, what took you so long?!" You said as he opened the door slightly. Some light hit his face through the crack of the door, he didn't look good.
"You okay?" Your tone concerned, you reached for him. Trembling he shook his head, leaning on the inside on the doorframe. He was b
Taken pt 2/2(ChinaXReader)Part one is linked in the description. This one was written for cheese0it.Taken pt 2/2(ChinaXReader) in Romance More Like This
Hope you all enjoy and please tell me what you think~
You sighed, dropping a golden autumn leaf into the stream beneath the red wooden bridge you were standing on. Watching it as it floated along you imagined yourself as it, the stream as the strange turn of events you had experienced in the past four months.
The leaf turned the corner in the water and you lost sight of it, only to drop another in its place. The silken sleeve on your right arm was folded up to your shoulder; you didn't want it to get dirty when you'd been plucking the leaves from the ground.
The leaf really is like my life, the water constantly changes course and all I can do is try to follow it, otherwise I sink, you thought to yourself, your head tilted to one side. You'd grown accustomed to the presents Yao showered you in.
Every time he came back from wherever he went during the day, he'd always have a piece of jewellery, a hairpin, some clo
Midnight encounter (Incubus!JapanXReader) Pt.2/2Okay guys, I'm submitting the next part~ The link to the previous part is in the description~Midnight encounter (Incubus!JapanXReader) Pt.2/2 in Romance More Like This
Tell me: should I put a warning on or not?
This one was written for sarah231. I hope you all enjoy and please tell me what you think.
As Kiku didn't have anywhere else to go, he'd been staying at your place for a couple of weeks now. Being the small Asian man he was, he was able to sleep in the tiny guest room you'd transformed your office into. You hadn't used it in donkey's years anyway.
After about a week of him staying with you, he'd demonstrated his ability to you.... Let's just say he didn't do it again.
Kiku looked at your worried face. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to." You shook your head at him, your expression set, determined. "If you're staying here I have to know, know what it feels like. So how does this work?"
"To take only a small portion, all we need to is touch and when I relax it'll happen."
"So you're... restraining yourself now
Tastier of the two (Hong KongX Reader)Leon fanned himself, the air cooling down his flushed face. He sighed, knowing that you didn't have a clue how you made him react when you acted certain ways. Especially when you moved so suggestively....Tastier of the two (Hong KongX Reader) in Romance More Like This
Splashing some water on him, he wiped his eyes as if he could clear his mind that way. Calm. Calm and cool. Just like you always are Leon, don't mess it up.
He exited the bathroom and rejoined you at the low table. "Welcome back~" you hummed, your face scrunched up with the concentration you needed for one of your maths exercises. He nodded back at you in response.
His own homework done, he sat back and watched you, as you fruitlessly ran your hand through your hair, trying to make some sense out of it. His brown eyes gazed at you, the way your rumpled clothes barely concealed your beautiful curves.
Your hair was something he really loved looking at and the way you flicked it back was particularly endearing. You stuck a Pocky-stick in your mouth, sucking on the tip. Instantly he imagi
Missing concerts (AustriaXReader)You peeked around the corner, obscuring most of your body the best you could. It'd been two weeks now that he'd started acting strange.Missing concerts (AustriaXReader) in Romance More Like This
Your boyfriend Roderich that is. He started leaving the house more frequently and had the vaguest excuses when you asked him where he'd gone. Strange and troubled thoughts cascaded around your mind.
Is he seeing someone else? Doesn't he want you anymore? To put a stop to these worrying questions, you made a plan.
So well, you decided to follow him. Not in a stalker way, no, not at all. ....Scratch that, the way you shadowed him was exactly like a stalker. But you simply had to know what was going on with him.
He crossed the road, which you of course mimicked. After tailing him for several minutes, he reached what seemed like his destination.
The .... music school? Why would he come here?
Entering, he shut the door behind him, disappearing from your sight. After a second though, he reappeared in the hallway, which you could see through the st
Unplugged (Punk!ReaderXEngland) RequestThank you for all your patience ^^Unplugged (Punk!ReaderXEngland) Request in Short Stories More Like This
This one is for xxxWARGIRLxxx, I hope you approve .
Okaaay, so I'm kinda sad what happens to Gil at the end and to Scottie (for those who read my Scotland fics, it's kinda like a preview of what's to come, should you say no.) ^^
Anyway please enjoy and comment to let me know what you think, that would be greatly appreciated ^^
You opened your locker, earphones screaming into your ears. You hummed to yourself as you got the materials you needed for the weekend and shut it, grinning from ear to ear. Finally the weekend! You'd made a list of what you had to do, but hey, who does anything besides relaxing on Friday afternoon?
You slung your bag around your shoulders, fiddled with your wire so it wouldn't get caught in one of the numerous piercings in your ears and started to set off for the exit. Before you'd made it, you felt a sharp tap on your arm. You
Model (KugelmugelXReader) RequestMeh I'll fill this all in properly when I get back, just wanted to post this, I'm typing this on a tablet so I apologise for the mistakes I made anyways enjoyModel (KugelmugelXReader) Request in Short Stories More Like This
Soft piano music drifted through the room. You leant your head back on your outstretched arm and tried to go into a comfortable pose.
"(y/n)! Sit still!" Sighing, your body froze. "That's better." Your teacher inspected you, " Now pull a dramatic face." He ordered. You roll your eyes but did as you were told. Your features set themselves in an aghast way, closing your eyes as if you were suffering from a great loss or experiencing from tremendous pain.
He nodded in approuvement, not that you saw it, then he stepped and clapped his hands at the rest of the class. "Alrighty then, I want you all to capture Miss (y/n) using whichever style you want in whichever materials. Understand? Begin!"
The class wheeled their easels around you and started as you tried to hide your embaressement. Sure, you'd said you'd help out, but t
UntitledThe reasonUntitled in Free Verse More Like This
I refuse to tell anyone I love them
I'm more scared of being in a relationship
Than being rejected one.
Eridan x Reader ~ ScarfThe sequel to 'Cape'Eridan x Reader ~ Scarf in General Fiction More Like This
You cackled evilly as you secured the purple garb onto your shoulders. Ever since you had been so kindly educated on the softness of Eridan's cape, you had taken to wearing the cape whenever you left your recuperacoon. You had even begun to avoid the owner of said cape so that you never had to give it back. But this cape got you thinking... If Eridan wore the cape and scarf all the time even though it was hot outside to the point of just being plain stuffy in normal clothes, either seadwellers were naturally cold or... his scarf was even better! That had to be it! Wearing the cape added just enough extra sinister points to your character sheet so as to formulate an evil plan for stealing one of Eridan's scarves.
sinisterSatire [SS] began trolling caligulasAquarium [CA] at ???
SS: HEy, EridAn!
SS: How'vE yoU bEEn?
CA: hey [nickname]
CA: fine, I guess
SS: so, i'vE bEEn THinkinG...
SS: do yoU wAnT To HAnG oUT?
CA: shore, wwhen?
SS: wHEnEvER. wHERE A
You (Me)You (I) reached to the sky,You (Me) in Free Verse More Like This
Stretched your (my) hands up high,
And tried to climb.
Thinking you'd (I could, I might, I could) do something nice,
You (I) climbed too fast, too far,
And at the top, you (I) realised there was no time,
No time to go back,
No time to fix your (my) mistake,
(My mistake, all mine, it's always me, don't blame yourself)
No time to think it through.
Nothing nice for anyone,
(Not even the girl you love or the guy you're pretending to love,
Because you're the only one who deserves to be unhappy)
Because you (me again) missed a rung,
Back to square one,
With a tear-stained face, a broken spirit,
And nothing but a bowl of trash to show for it.
AbrasiveAbrasive,Abrasive in Free Verse More Like This
It wears away
On the smile on your face
Assuming that you had one
In the first place,
At your outer shell
Turning your thoughts
Into pure hell.
It lacks the affability
To cut through you clean
A smile like sand paper
With no added sheen,
To pull you apart
And tear at the seams,
A mordant persona
Can destroy all things.
Don't You DareDon't you dare judge meDon't You Dare in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a human being
Not a 'ragamuffin' with no sense of style
I choose based on comfort, not colors
And I act how I want
I dress badly for the school pictures because
They always try to
Make me look pretty
You're taking a picture of
Not some sweet little girl in the eighth grade
Don't you dare touch me
My arms are tender
And my face is bruised
I fall down a lot
Don't touch my hair when I mention
I hate when people do that
I'm a girl
Not a Barbie doll
Even if I look like one
In fact, don't even look at me
I don't mind someone
Who pays attention to detail
And points out mistakes
But on you, I hate it
Because you only ever
My pouch is a safety net, not a complication
No, don't take it
I need that
I'm scared without it
Don't ask me to change
My feeling of security
I don't over complicate things on purpose
So quit acting like I do
You wonder why we don't
Have the best relationship
I'm always being judged
Colors and ConformityRoses are redColors and Conformity in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue
You don't have to
The sky is blue
At night time it's black
I went to the dark side
And I'll never go back
My soul is dark
Yours must be Light
And I know that I just can't
Win in a fight
My hair is blonde
And yours is too
Let's stick together--
Just me and you
The roses were red
The violets were blue
They lost their color
Don't you leave, too
Scared to Speak ~ Part 1'Now then, Ava. This is your counselor. Give her a chance.' She smiles. I fake a smile back, but I have a weird feeling in my chest. Before I know it I'm breathing heavily, sighing, sitting in the chair which I find surprisingly comfortable. 'Okay?'Scared to Speak ~ Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Okay, I reply quietly and look at you. You're wearing a single, beaded bracelet. I wear a yellow wristband. You wear a pretty jacket; I wear an oversized hoodie with headphones in the strings an enough space to fit anything I'll ever need. You have your black purse and I have my blue pouch, which, due to what must be my nervousness, I seem to have clenched my fist around the strap of. You wear comfortable-looking jeans, I'm wearing a long skirt that swishes around my ankles when I walk. You smile brightly and I cringe back. I'm Ava, I say, almost whisper.
And I'm Ivy, you respond. I don't reply back. A minute passes.
~I have other names. Aria, Heroinia. Countless Internet Aliase
The Best Gift"What should we get our friends the author and the artist for Christmastime,"The Best Gift in Free Verse More Like This
The girl asked her friend the book,
The book stood up and began to walk
Circles around the book-nook
To which it called home:
"The best gift for writer or artist alike
I will not state the obvious
Is the thing which poetry writes
I give you:
The book exclaimed with such ferocity
That the girl applauded
And in an act of generosity
The author was there beside her
And began to write a non-atrocity
About the early present from her friend: the Joker!
SpiritsYour voice is like a run-on sentenceSpirits in Free Verse More Like This
Always moving forward, always changing,
Not taking the time to pause because why would you?
You have so much to express
And so little time to do it
Being stuck in a place like this
Somebody's going to have to be the one who excitedly pulls us along
And my voice, my voice is the clouds in the sky,
Flowing like water in the river
As I absorb the voices of those around me
And their sadness shapes me
I need something bright
So would you like to be my proper light?
Your voice is a soothing melody
Especially for a girl who doesn't sing
I could use a certain tone in my life
An uplifting person will naturally lift the spirits of those around them
And god knows I need my spirits lifted.
I Lack a Title prologueThe girl climbed all the way to the top of the tree, foregoing the branches in favor of her stamina training. She reached the top of the tree and hung down from the uppermost branch by her feet, staring off in the distance. She was met with a sight against the night sky that she'd never seen before. Lights shone and twinkled high in the sky; not high enough to be stars, but not low enough to be the search party that had been sent looking for her. The search party had given up hope long ago, anyhow...I Lack a Title prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Such a pretty sight..." she would have breathed.
"It's a pretty sight, but don't let it fool you," a voice from the base of the branch sounded, startling the girl into losing her upside down footing. She reached out one arm and caught a branch in her gloved hand. She quickly composed herself and climbed up to sit on the branch.
The voice merely continued. However, it swung down until it came face to face with the girl. "Those humans who live there have murdered, harmed, and stolen to get
Easywas it always this hard?Easy in Free Verse More Like This
to shut up - say goodbye?
it hurts, ripped me apart.
for every last song, smile,
wink, and this...
this heart will always be yours,
this i will never be easy,
and this was never goodbye to me.
Second BestIm going to see him soon,Second Best in Free Verse More Like This
Its not a long to time away.
He might have let go,
So long ago, but im still here.
Floating right there,
In the palms of his hands.
And i cant help myself,
Not a single bit.
The words, so powerful,
They keep me close, yet...
Im not the priority, or even,
The second best.
Usedall along, i was dragged,Used in Free Verse More Like This
pulled with you.
i felt all along...
what i thought you felt too.
you picked me,
for all your sick little games,
anything to dirty for you...
im buried, to deep for saving.
suddenly i feel so used.
Happy TearsHe's holding off; he's tempting me and he's hurting me. But I keep holding on with all my might I will never let go. The nights will never go dim, the light oh how it shines so bright. Finally the words all make sense; it seems the fog as rolled away. Clearing the path I choose to walk, step by step, foot after foot. I follow the same old broken path the very same one that leads straight to his house. My hearts thumping so hard, it's nearly out of my chest, so loud I'm sure even he can hear it. Shaking, I'm shaking so hard, I feel the world, with the palm of my hands, and it's all in my hands. Why do I follow through, where do I go from here. It's killing me, all these lies stock piled inside me. Letting them burst could be the worst thing I could ever do, if I don't I'll regret it for as long as I live. A tug o' war is going on inside my head, a million tiny words pulling at my brain. I'm almost there, at his house, I'm almost outside, is this my last chance, to turn andHappy Tears in Short Stories More Like This
I Amim getting lost in the race,I Am in Free Verse More Like This
i cannot keep pace,
cant even look my self in the face.
i dont want to stay,
could i just fly away
like winged little birds, who has a say?
but im tied down,
about to drown,
my face screwed into a permanent frown.
broken and beaten without a hope
i cannot cope
looking up, up is that rope.
cant you solve them all,
only once more i'll fall.
hanging all the way down that wall.
its around my neck,
im about to hit the deck
but theres just a hint, a fleck
of hope, i keep seeing that flash
your face, broken like a gash.
who keeps me coming back, dragging in a dash
like the race repeating once more
it cannot be won, i wont try anymore.
this life is such a bore.
im such a coward, built up by my fears
nothing, no one, anything cant stops these tears.
im not working, just controlled by unstoppable gears.
there is nothing, not one prayer
its broken, it not even worth the spare
without anything, nothing to care.
if there was just one, one wish, for something
pray to the
RealityIm glad its so easyReality in Free Verse More Like This
to pretend like you never knew me.
Like I never said "I Love You",
like you never said it too.
How you can forget,
all the things I'll never regret.
You think you can pretend,
forget all about back then.
And when i talk...
It's like I'm lost.
You turn and stare,
looking like I'm not even there.
Do you think it was alright,
To give up with out a fight?
Did you expect me to have fought?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
When you left me behind,
Did you want to watch me cry?
You try to be someone else,
It's alright, I'll fend for myself.
Pounding against my heart,
I'm alright, I'm learning to be smart.
Your lies, you want me to fall.
What you don't see, im already down...
I've fallen for them all.
Though I knew you, I thought I did.
I didn't really know you at all.
Im NothingMy hearts breaking, it's falling apart.Im Nothing in Free Verse More Like This
With every spill, wills it to pieces
Shadows cover up those burns,
But those cuts just keep bleeding
And it's all adding up now,
Why there's nothing left of me
To carry on, because without my heart
fuck you-fuck upthis is that, its over.fuck you-fuck up in Free Verse More Like This
i guess, was it forever?
was it ever fucking real?
lies barked with those
you always said so, but i...
i guess all it meant was
Heart On A Whimit grows, warming me, and holding me within its grasp.Heart On A Whim in Free Verse More Like This
keeping me from harm and hurt.
it beats, thud thud, it beats faster than you'll ever believe.
when i see you, it skips a beat.
when your arms incase me, it roars.
but with lust, or anger?
i listened for so long, the cautioning hints.
i followed the beat of it, thinking it was the world.
only for you to take hold of it,
how will i live without it?
i have you now
Chapter 4: Page 9Only slowly he realized the implications. His head felt groggy and his normally sharp mind seemed to be completely drained. Vaguely he noticed that the lantern was still shining brightly, even pulsing, despite not being in contact with anyone anymore. He never even noticed how his left arm seemed to raise itself in the air and started slowly moving towards the lantern as if it was being pulled by an invisible force.Chapter 4: Page 9 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
What he saw was Denoples suddenly running towards him, making a furious kicking motion towards him. Dailon flinched instinctively but his body felt as if it was broken and his limbs refused him service.
Acting on base instinct he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, waiting for the inevitable kick. He knew it was the most stupid thing to do in such a situation, but he had no energy to fight even this anymore. The pain was overwhelming his thoughts and his instinct overruled his better judgment. Deep down a little voice resonated within him, calling him a coward for accept
Chapter 1: PAGE 8Exactly on the moment the class timer turned 09.00, the door to the classroom opened again and the teacher walked in. To Dailon´s surprise it was a teacher he had never seen before in his entire time at the academy. While this should not have been strange as there are over fifty thousand teachers, masters and other staff in the Institute, he and Gaikor had made an intensive study towards the staff. Off course it was possible that they missed a few or simply did not remember them, but there was no way they would have missed this person. From the corners of his eyes he noticed Gaikor sat up a few inches straighter then usual and the tips of his fingers seemed to be a bit tighter pressed together, confirming he felt the same way.Chapter 1: PAGE 8 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The man who walked in seemed to be dressed quite normally. A black robe, with the golden emblem on his chest and back. Also the sandals were made out of ordinary wood. In fact the one thing that could be said about his clothing was that it was a bit minimal
Chapter 4: Page 17“Feel free to scream if it helps you.” Cana said without even looking up as he pushed the energy into Dailon´s battered body.Chapter 4: Page 17 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
`Like hell I will give him the satisfaction!´ Dailon thought to himself as his body burned with pain. He could feel every injury in his body light up, from the dozen broken bones, to his ruptured organs and burned out arteries. It was as if Cana was deliberately pushing energy into his body to see where the energy resonated.
“Hmmm that is worse than I thought.” Cana mumbled to himself as he focused his attention back to Dailon. Though his gaze rested on Dailon´s forehead, rather than his eyes. “Magical Binding.” Cana mumbled as he used his finger to draw another magical symbol on Dailon`s forehead.
A final blast of energy shot through his brain and instantly Dailon felt how his body froze completely. “Now let´s begin” Cana said dead serious as he began to glow with energy. Without was
Chapter 1: PAGE 25At first everyone looked confused at the man, wondering why he thought they would follow him. “Well I am not sure about you, but I don´t trust him!” Dailon said on purpose very loud to Gaikor so everyone would hear him. “Besides…,” He said leaving a little pause to draw everyones attention. “…it is our duty to find out what is going on and help out where we can.” He said as more explosions followed and the sounds of screams and fighting started mixing with the noise.Chapter 1: PAGE 25 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Whether it was his tone of voice or his posture, but ever since he joined the Institute he noticed people tended to follow him for some reason. He found out that he could even turn over the most stubborn students and even teachers to his point. In this case were people were just confused it was surprisingly easy to rally them. That was the easy part though, now he needed to figure out what to do. They could not just storm into fray and all get killed. While noble that
Chapter 2: Page 13It did not take Dailon long to realize why the Magister was unable to stifle a chuckle. As he looked down he noticed his body was somewhere stuck between a sitting and standing up, with his right hand hovering somewhere useless in mid air. A mild blush covered his cheeks as he realized he was making a fool out of himself in front of the Magister. With a shock he veered up into a perfect straight position.Chapter 2: Page 13 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Actually I think I would rather stand untill you explained things.” Dailon said as he let his arms hang beside his body, rather than completing the salute.
This response clearly surprised Denoples as his voice was sharp and clear, yet without seemingly any hostility. It was obvious that the Magister had counted on a more hostile reaction or perhaps even confusion from Dailon. At least it seemed unlikely that the man had counted on being met with such a neutral, calculated response as he just had.
“Well, uhm, I think I shall do that then.” He responded after a
Chapter 1: PAGE 21“This is why the institute was founded.” He still continued, not giving the students any time to ask annoying questions. “You see, some can only see a distortion in the air, while others can actually witness it fully in all its glory. While we cannot prove this yet with science, there is an obvious trend that can be seen.” He said, his voice returning to it´s casual self as he noticed despite their confusion that everyone listened closely. “While there are some people who don´t fit into it, 95% of all people who can see the fortress, seem to prove the current theory. The current reckoning is as follows: the stronger the person is in terms of dormant energy, the better they can see the building.” Pausing for once a bit longer to give the students time to think about this and what it implied. “The only logical thinking we can contribute to this would be that the dormant energy flowing through our entire body, thusly also the eyes, actChapter 1: PAGE 21 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Chapter 1: PAGE 4While Gaikor did not know much, there was for a moment a glimpse of real emotion in his eyes and words as he explained. The older boy explained that until now he had never met another person who could see the fortress above their heads. Not even the teachers would answer him when he asked, so the thought had slowly seeded itself in the corners of his mind that he was going crazy.Chapter 1: PAGE 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At the time Dailon did not realize how important it must have been to be able to share this ‘secret’, though as time passed on and he found himself surrounded by other who could not see it made him realize how bad it must have been.
In the Institute there was no time for much thinking though as he found out during his first few weeks.
It would have been hard to describe the Institute. It was neither a school nor a trainings ground, yet it was both at the same time. Perhaps the best description would be that it was a giant sorting device. Every week a person would be taught about the world and be tr
Chapter 1: PAGE 7As he walked into the classroom he noticed only a few familiar faces. The second thing he noticed was that while the classroom could fit easily three hundred students, there were less then twenty five -only 21 Dailon concluded after a quick head count- students in the room. This was odd for several reasons. The first being that it stood directly in line of efficiency which was one of the main factors in the Institute.Chapter 1: PAGE 7 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The other was that he knew none of those people, except Gaikor who rose last year to the rank of number one in the Sincara group and two others from that group. Considering that he had fought everyone at least once during the last year or watched them fight, this meant they could not be from their department.
Suspecting this might be another yet another test, though he could not imagine which kind, he masked any feelings in his face and casually walked towards the empty spot next to Gaikor.
“Interesting.” He simply said to his friend as he sat down next to him
Chapter 3: PAGE 2Tempering his speed he pulled out one of his black cigarettes and waved a small magic sign in mid air with his right index finger. As the spell took effect the wind in his face vanished and still smiling he lit his cigarette. `I still think that is the most useful spell I ever invented.´ He thought ironically to himself as he inhaled deeply, while continuing to run.Chapter 3: PAGE 2 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Even with his reduced speed he reached the gates well before darkness fell, although the position of the sun indicated it was not too far away either.
To his surprise the woman was already waiting, dressed in a new spectacular outfit that she apparently thought would be fitting as the new Magister of the Institute. Even to him it seemed a bit wrong to wear such a beautiful dress while standing among the hundreds of bodies lying around. Belonging to either those dead or those busy dying at the very moment.
“Hello Kaithleia.” He said with a smile as he walked to her, casually waving with his hands.
Chapter 3: PAGE 8While walking to the gate he looked at himself, judging the blood all over his clothing and body. He wondered if it would be enough to convince Denoples and the others that he tried to save the Institute but failed. The blood was real enough he thought, but otherwise he was too clean. Once he would be half way through he should probably see to that, he thought to himself as the fingers on his right hand played with a tiny obsidian dagger he had strapped to his right leg.Chapter 3: PAGE 8 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Before he could leave though Kaithleia suddenly ran past him and stopped straight in front of him. Her face was a mixture of sadness and hopes as she looked at him. Still with tears in her eyes she asked him if he couldn´t stay a while longer to help her set things up at the Institute.
Even if he would have had the tiniest urge to stay he knew he could not afford to waste time here. Besides he knew he would hurt her if he were to stay.
“Kaithleia you know I can´t stay.” He replied casually as he
I Am, Who Are You?I am thirteen years old.I Am, Who Are You? in Free Verse More Like This
I am one of Jehovah's Witnesses.
I am proud.
I am strong.
I am unique.
I am a poet.
I am an artist.
I have Bipolar Disorder.
I have hallucinations.
I have delusions.
I am not crazy.
I am not strange.
I am different.
I am me.
Who are you?
I am not a stereotypeSlide the blade across your wrist.I am not a stereotype in Free Verse More Like This
"Doesn't it hurt?"
I can't feel anything.
Punch your own stomach.
Does it hurt yet?
"Why do you do that?"
The pain makes me feel alive.
"I don't know."
"What's wrong with you?"
I'm dead inside.
I'm just depressed.
Stare at your arms.
"What are you doing?"
I just have low self esteem.
I'm just human.
I'm just me.
I'll Just Say What's On My Mind...I’ll just say what’s on my mindI'll Just Say What's On My Mind... in Free Verse More Like This
For everyone to hate.
I used to cry myself to sleep
And slice my skin with blades.
I wrapped a belt around my neck
In hopes of lifelessness,
And after failing even that,
I remained emotionless.
My mother used to cry all day
And my dad used to be ill.
My sister attempted suicide
By swallowing the pill.
My mother tried to kill herself
And we almost watched her fall.
She swallowed gulps of whiskey
And she blamed me for it all.
I have hallucinations,
And delusions, and depression
And fighting my own demons
Has become a slight obsession.
I’ll just say what’s on my mind
For everyone to see.
This is who I am, and hey!
I’m still okay with me.
DisappearWishing to disappearDisappear in Free Verse More Like This
never to existed in their mind
no reason to cheer
this is why I was designed
there's a cloud over me and its raining knives
all smiles are faked
no one hears his cry's
as he sits there shivers and shakes
doesn't even try to reach out because there's nothing there
only my own numb stare
no desire to fight the devils wrenches
would anyone notice if I could disappear
because Im starting to feel warm in these trenches
would they even shed a tear?
Sick of the acting
let me compost with the dirt
live????..... ill think Ill be passing
lets make sure this hurts
still wishing to disappear
lets seal this coffin with a drop of blood and a tear
Rainbow DustRainbow Dust in Free Verse More Like This
Stars made of nightmares and skies made of fears
Hearts made of glass and a home built of tears
Cries made of silence and words made of knives
Dreams of the struggle to simply survive
Souls made of paper and minds made of flames
She is a piece of their loveliest game
No longer can she feel more than disgust
Even a rainbow does turn into dustů
I AmI am the shadow, and I am the lightI Am in Free Verse More Like This
I am the sunlight, and I am the night
I am the battle, and I am the fighter
I am the water, and I am the fire
I am a raindrop just ready to fall
I am the world, and yet…
No one at all.
LabelsAttention seeker?Labels in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe fighting for acception.
Rather, suffering rejection...
Maybe breaking for direction...
Perhaps dying for correction...
Maybe hurting for affection..
So maybe before you label someone just because you don't feel a connection...
Maybe fix yourself before you point out imperfections.
Hello Darling.Hello darling.Hello Darling. in Free Verse More Like This
I see you're hiding behind long sleeves.
I can see you trying to cover up your "ugly side" with gemstones and lace, with pretty clothes and make up.
But, hello darling.
You can show me.
I see you're pushing away your dinner.
I can see you thrusting fingers down your throat into the sink, trying to hide your secret with laughter and smiles.
But, hello dear.
You can show me.
I see you're hiding behind these precious things that the others care so much about.
I see you're upset with who you are, in fear that who you are might upset others.
I see you're broken, and I see, you're outspoken. You're lost and confused.
I see you're trying to hide something.
But, hello honey,
You can show me.
Because I don't care what they say about you.
I won't listen.
In a Little Girl's MindThere sits the girl with the things in her eyesIn a Little Girl's Mind in Free Verse More Like This
Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies
Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams
Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams
Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins
Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins
Little red houses on roads left to fade
Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade
Blood pouring out as she cries her own name
Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame
She could have stopped it and left it behind
All of these things in her troubled young mind
She could have saved them if she dared to try
Rather, though, she left herself there to die.
Now, others watch as she sits on the ground
Keeping their distance and letting her drown
In her own worries and things she won't tell
Waiting for her mind to kill her as well…
And That's Wrong.You're fat.And That's Wrong. in Free Verse More Like This
Or maybe you're
I don't know.
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
like everybody else?
You're not perfect.
And that's wrong.