We Poets Are Frustrated...We Poets Are Frustrated...We Poets Are Frustrated... in Free Verse More Like This
I am sure that you have all experienced this feeling:
A masterpiece eclipsed by the baying of a brat!
A raucous rhyme, so emotionally raw;
Shadowed by a child's melancholia...
Alone in the darkness, you lick your lips and growl.
Your anger, so evidently understandable; yet you forget your own abilities!
In despair, my dearest sibling, you have forgotten — yourself
Why fear an obstacle so easily overcome?
Why shred your works with such heavy tears?
Have you forgotten that we are the original craftsman?
Our tongues birthed as our chisels and axe!
We need only take these simple themes
And corrupt them with all our twisted fears...
This hatred inside of you, this bubble of frustration and anxiety —
Let it swell like a pus-filled abscess of anger!
And with your words unleash this vicarious plague!
Take the unblemished works that have scorned you,
And inject them with the very darkness of your soul!
Let bleeding lips,
Just For Laughs!Babe I know this ain't going to be poetic or nothing,Just For Laughs! in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But y'know I just have a need to express my feelings:
*Excessive throat clearing*
Roses be red and them violets be blue,
I'm the only Asian kid in the ghetto;
What's up wit chu?
You lookin' at me like, damn you're fine!
Babe you know you blow my mind.
I may not be tall,
But my height is just right.
I'mma sleep on yo chest,
When you get cold at night.
And if yo boyfriend is big,
Then I'mma run right now.
Cause, I don't wanna look like my face is DOG CHOW,
So uh, I'm losin' my train of thought,
I think this is all I got.
Babe I think you're hot,
Gimme yo number, uh, before you get shot.
I Am A WriterI Am A Writer:I Am A Writer in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Gentlemen, today I speak to you
To convey an issue that has plagued the core of our community.
For so long have we been considered second-class;
To this day there are those who still believe that we are not artists.
But today is not about freedom, today is about honour,
Because there are many writers that still seek to shame us all...
I speak of those individuals, who take art from others.
Covers, photos, paintings, digital art, anime and manga.
It matters not where you draw your source from,
But every action impacts upon us as a community.
BECAUSE I AM A WRITER!
When I craft my works, when I write each and every line,
I paint using expression; metaphors are my colours.
The words are my brush and each and every rhyme is my medium.
I do not ask to be considered an artist, but I do ask to be considered.
BECAUSE I AM A WRITER!
For someone who practices his craft day and night,
Painstakingly learning how to use each and ever
The Artist SyndromeThis work is simply brilliant!The Artist Syndrome in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Says the artist in me.
I'll have it framed twice!
So precious it be...
Says the artist in me,
But what if people hate it?
So precious it be!
I cannot let them take it!
And what if people hate it,
And what if they hate me?
I cannot let them take it
I'll lock it away you see!
And what if they hate me?
A simple lock will not suffice!
I'll lock it away you see.
In a land of frozen ice...
"And that, my dear Mrs. Sutherland, is why I shipped my art homework to Antarctica!"
The Toymaker...Ah my dear, how are you feeling?The Toymaker... in Free Verse More Like This
Not too uncomfortable I hope...
You see, you are another,
A wondrous being, handpicked by me,
For you are perfect.
Before you start screaming,
Before all that noise and unpleasantry befouls these soft red lips.
I've taken the liberty of removing your tongue...
Wag, wag, wag;
That's all it was doing when I extracted it.
Like some, infectious insect
But oh, I shouldn't raise my voice.
That's not very proper of me, hehe.
Now, let's put some markings on you.
Mmm - I'm going to have to get rid of all this, excess.
You see, I can't have a toy that's all bulging in the wrong places.
Dolls are slim, dolls are pretty.
So no, we can't have that...
We'll just slowly slide this tiny slip of metal.
Shlip, shlop, shlip, shlop - and pull!
You see, you see?
It comes right off, like a laye
I Once Loved...She was beautiful.I Once Loved... in Free Verse More Like This
And twas I who loved her...
I held her in these hands,
Like a warm blanket,
Comforting and kind.
But she was a bitter poison, toxic and deadly.
No antidote to her venom;
I wasted away with delirious eyes.
A coward they called her,
And it was the truth!.
But to save myself, I would have her bleed.
Her heart a raw panacea;
Crunched between my teeth...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd July 2013
These Hands Are So Red...These Hands Are So Red...These Hands Are So Red... in Free Verse More Like This
These hands are now red and so slicked with this blood,
I can't even wash it in a basin of mud...
As I scrape at the skin of those demons I chase,
I am left with a smile mixed with pain on my face.
Since I swore I would savour this blatant disgrace,
Let perversion be writ in these scars I will trace.
From the tip of my shoulders to the base of my tongue,
Are the names of those sleepers so cold and so young...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 15th March 2013
The Day We Died"Oh shit, oh shit! Just what the hell are those things man," yelled private Johnson, as he unloaded just over half his M-4 carbine's clip at the screaming creatures. The bent-limbed horrors were peppered with bullets, but still they continued to crawl toward the soldier and his sergeant; shrieking in a strange unintelligible language. The creatures were by no means fast; they were limited to crawling, but their large bulky arms showed no sign of weakness. It served as both a weapon and a shield, dragging the rest of their thin emaciated body along the floor.The Day We Died in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I suggest you duck for cover Johnson, those things will tear you apart in melee," said first-sergeant Gabriel as he placed a hand on Johnson's shoulder and ushered him behind the blockade of furniture that had been set up. The sergeant pulled the pin on an old frag grenade. One that he had found within a storage box in the facility and he held it tightly in his hands until he was sure of the distance. "
...I know what you're thinking.... in Free Verse More Like This
It's obvious when I look at your face.
'He's a coward, he's immature, he's foolish'
And you're right...
I can't live up to your standards.
The pressure, the pace, the overload of information.
I can't take it.
I don't know what I'm doing!
And I don't understand...
I'm not you.
I don't know what it's like to feel normal...
But what I do know, is what's in front of me,
And to me, it's frightening!
I really want to change myself,
(Because I hate myself...)
But please, understand, it's not that easy,
It's never easy, when you don't understand.
When you go through each day feeling different.
Because I'm not you...
But if 'you' are what I have to be,
Then I'm afraid I would rather not be, at all!
Run Little Rabbit, RunYou sit silently, painfully pondering, torn.Run Little Rabbit, Run in Free Verse More Like This
Wondering if your nightmares will stop.
You shake as you start awake,
Twisting beneath the covers, eyes flickering.
Panic seizes your heart, bile rising.
You hold it back, barely; panting.
You watch quietly as shadows dance.
Glad for your freedom from dreams.
You turn on your side, sighing,
Believing that your torment is over...
But that is when you realize,
As the ceiling sprouts blooded eyes
And as the walls crumble. That
Your terror has only just begun...
So run little rabbit, run away.
Or it won't be fun, this game we play...
-Siddhartha Chen, 29th May 2014
ODSS Chapter 2ODSS Chapter 2 in Sci-Fi More Like This
0000 HOURS MARCH 30, 2525(Military Calendar)
Kathleen was numb as she stood in the waiting room. It had been years since she'd actually been alone, but for the last few weeks she'd been growing accustomed to it again. Where once she was always surrounded by the other Spartan trainees, she now woke up every day in a medical bay with no one. When she'd gone under for the augmentations there had been over seventy Spartans, but when she'd woken, there had been only her. The medics had explained to her that there had been an error during the augmentations and that she was the only one to have survived. It didn't make sense to Kathleen that she was the one that survived. Why not John? He'd always been lucky. Or Kelly, who had had always been strong? She thought of her team, finding it hard to believe that Will could die in such a way, that James or Sheila had gone under and never woken up, and she couldn't explain how much it hurt that she'd never see Fred again. Once again her family had be
Blue 4 Chapter 6The Spartans moved through the maintenance passage, stepping around the dead Covenant. "So what do you want me to explain first?" Kelly asked eyeing a grunt that looked like it was sitting up. It was dead but it was better to be safe than just assume everything had been killed. Grunts were known for being cowards and she wouldn't count out them playing possum.Blue 4 Chapter 6 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Linda said something about retirement and forcing your way back in. I'd like to know more about that." It didn't surprise Kelly that he had focused on that and it was still at the front of his thought.
"Not particularly good times to remember," Fred spoke up. "After the war ended the truth about the Spartan program came out. Six-year-old kids taken from their homes, made into soldiers, and augmented. It didn't do well with the public and ONI was getting a lot of trouble for it. The people were questioning what secrets there might be about the Spartan IVs."
"In the end the UNSC decided that the best option was for them to pretend
Blue 4 Chapter 3Kelly watched as the phantom hovered over the flat area and the Covenant troops all boarded. "Where are they going?" She didn't understand why it was that the Covenant would leave the area. She did know that Sapphire was monitoring their chatter.Blue 4 Chapter 3 in Sci-Fi More Like This
"I've been studying their COMs and they seem to be organizing. They are often making references to something called the 'Didact', but I don't have any context for this term. They seem to claim that their orders are coming from whatever the 'Didact' is." Kelly didn't need to see the AI's avatar to know it was annoyed. Sapphire never liked missing information.
"Spartans, we've got the coordinates for the gravity well. We made contact with Infinity and are going to need a landing zone to evac our wounded and casualties. I'm sending you some assistance to help find us a place big enough." Kelly couldn't help but think there was a bit of excitement to Lasky's voice. She frowned, not understanding why he would be happy about something like th
Post ME3: ReunionCommander Kelly Shepard sat on the soft blue sheets of her new home. It was still so odd to her to have a home like this. She'd always lived on ships and the idea of a home that wasn't speeding through space felt wrong. She looked to the space on the bed beside her, frowning at what lay there. Garrus had set out her old Alliance uniform while she'd been in the shower and now she had to tackle the task of putting it on.Post ME3: Reunion in Sci-Fi More Like This
Tonight was going to be a big night, and as she understood it was usually a formal affair. Garrus had offered to find her a dress or something to wear but she'd declined. She was military, and everyone knew her that way. Not to mention she wasn't sure how comfortable she'd feel about showing any skin. She was still adjusting to the scars from her near death.
Shepard's hand moved up to her shoulder where a jagged scar ran from her left collar bone, up over her shoulder, and about half way down her back. There were others like it all over her body. Small ones on her limbs,
CarnivalJohn was leaning against the railing outside of the carnival. He was watching the people as they walked in, not very thrilled. He was only here as a favor to Sam, who was standing beside him. "Do you see them yet?"Carnival in Sci-Fi More Like This
Sam shook his head. "I haven't seen them yet." Sam was leaning against the railing beside John. "I know what my date looks like, but she didn't really tell me who it was that she was bringing with her for you."
"You owe me big for this, Sam. You know I hate blind dates." John's eyes roamed the crowd. "I prefer to find my own women, not being set up."
"Oh, it won't be that bad. She said her friend was pretty. I'm sure that if you try at it you can get lucky tonight." Sam looked down at his watch, scowling. "They're late."
John continued to look through the crowd. His gaze fell on a woman and she right away stole his attention. She had short brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and there was an angular beauty to her face. She was walking with another girl, smiling as her friend ma
020 Shared JoyKathleen's hand gripped Fred's as she watched her son. William was standing beside the white cake and cutting through it with a knife that he and his wife held. Fred squeezed her hand back and Kathleen leaned a bit against him. "You know I didn't think that he would be the first to get married."020 Shared Joy in Sci-Fi More Like This
Fred frowned at Kathleen, confused. "What do you mean? I think that it's completely reasonable that William would be married. Why he had to choose her I have no idea." Fred shook his head as he watched William and Kat feeding each other cake.
"It's not that. I just figured that Fredric would be the first to marry." Kathleen's arm lightly hit Fred's shoulder. "What's wrong with her? She's the fine product of ODSS breeding. She managed to get all the best parts of her parents, without her father's questionable mental condition." Fred stared at her, not understanding. "Oh, right, you've never seen him in combat."
"Have we been letting a crazy man near our kids?" Fred glanced over to the
014 Endearing WordsFred frowned down at her though she ignored it. "I am not like John." Every time he said those words Kathleen couldn't help but smile. She'd heard those words so many times in the past and each and every time she enjoyed it. Not only did it frustrate him but it usually caused an interesting reaction. She'd used it plenty in the past to get him to do new and adventures things. Those five endearing words had been the basis of a lot of the steps they'd taken in their relationship.014 Endearing Words in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Oh." Her hand moved up and ran lightly over his chest. "And how exactly are you different from him?" He would usually come up with several things that weren't the same about them and she'd come up with all the ways he was wrong.
"What's the point? You always argue against whatever I say. I just don't see why I should waste my time trying to convince you." Fred moved to lie on his own side of the bed. He was obviously annoyed. Not the sort of slight annoyed that he usually got when she compared him to the Master
072 Michief Managed072 Michief Managed in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kathleen checked to be sure that the coast was clear. She turned and motioned Will and Sheila forward. The two quickly crossed the open ground and Kathleen followed. She reached the other side and Kelly passed her, moving to the door. Kathleen turned her gaze to the surrounding area, keeping a look out while Kelly picked the lock.
Kathleen wasn't so sure about bringing Kelly with them. She wasn't a part of the team and Kathleen wasn't sure how much she trusted Kelly. For all she knew Kelly helping them was a way to get back at them for having dunked blue team in a river. Though, if Kelly double crossed them Kathleen would be sure to get her back for it.
"Got it." The door clicked and Kelly slowly opened it. She gave a thumbs up and they moved inside.
The kitchen was oddly quiet. All the staff had left after cleaning up after dinner. That was what Kathleen had been hoping for. It would make their objective that much easier to achieve. The question now was, what to grab.
006 Intimate knowladgeIt helped that he has an intimate knowledge of Kathleen's schedule. When she was on the base she did the same thing every day. She woke up before him around five in the morning, went to exercise with the team that Fred still hadn't fully met. She got home every day between nine and ten in the morning, they would usually partake in some sort of activity together, and then Fred would have lunch with her. She would then leave again to take part in more training with her soldiers or some sort of war game and arrive home from six to seven at night. They usually went to bed from nine to ten and fell asleep at some point from ten to eleven in the night. It was the same thing for her every day.006 Intimate knowladge in Sci-Fi More Like This
It had made it easy to hide his activities from her. Since she was gone most of the day she didn't really know what he was doing with his days. He told her that his days were filled with meetings with officers and doing paper work. He still did those things, but for the last few weeks he'd been doing mu
001 Element of SurpiseFred's hand gripped his nose, trying to stop the bleeding. "Why did you hit me?" His voice was muffled since he was holding his nose closed.001 Element of Surpise in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kathleen crossed her arms over her chest and frowned at him. "Why did you sneak up on me? You should know that I'm going to hit someone that tries something like that." She grabbed a towel and passed it to him. "Why did you sneak up on me anyway?"
Fred pressed the towel to his nose and moved to lean against the counter in the kitchen. "I was trying to surprise you. You know, be romantic, wrap my arms around you and make a move. I mean, I thought you liked when I took initiative."
Kathleen sighed and motioned to the seat at the table. Fred took a seat and watched as Kathleen grabbed another towel and ran it under some water. She then moved over to Fred and he moved the bloody towel away from his nose. Kathleen dabbed at the blood that was drying on his face. "I do like you showing initiative, but I'd have preferred if you'd announced yourself. At l
Bookstore ReligionLurking in the shadows of roses,Bookstore Religion in Free Verse More Like This
I formed my own Gods,
my own constellations
between the thorns in my teeth.
Naming them after characters
in a November's love story,
Porphyria, Dorian, and Gatsby-
I tasted earth and copper pennies.
Choking on peppermint and oils-
out of my mouth in rambles of
I recited poetic prayers to the classics.
I think you left a piece of you in me.This tangled mess you call a heart,I think you left a piece of you in me. in Free Verse More Like This
daisy veins & sin;
She's bringing me down.
& you were merely shivering
pressing winter bones
against my sun-stricken mouth,
darkness searching for a home
buried in my lungs.
You whispered breathe me
lovely in the inhale/exhale
of carbon dioxide suicide.
She speaks only of you now,
lonely & mourning beats-
Crack open this damn ribcage;
NaPoWriMo: Day 3Today,NaPoWriMo: Day 3 in Free Verse More Like This
I wanted to pluck my ribs
from out my chest &
hang them about my house
like wind chimes-
a taunt for hungry wolves.
I didn’t grab for sharp objects,
I just wrote about it.
I never knew
I wanted to be a writer
until I lost something.
I still don’t know what that is-
(my mind, maybe.)
they fill gaps
that had no stories
to keep them
from hollowing out
in the first place.
Universe GirlsheUniverse Girl in Free Verse More Like This
fell in love
while he was
still a planet;
she could only manage
to fall in love
with shooting stars
in the glare of your eyes.
what more could you truly ask
from a universe girl?
I loved a girl.i loved a girl.I loved a girl. in Free Verse More Like This
i loved a girl with a love
for cummings & sandburg
i loved an unflinching
poet of a girl.
& with no better diction:
they called the shaking fists
at her sides, her silent act
of pacifism, cowardice.
i’m the coward;
she bled for the both of us.
Ways to conquer heartbreakDance with fistfuls of roses, shred their petals one by one and wear their thorns like armor.Ways to conquer heartbreak in Free Verse More Like This
Write your secrets between the folds of paper cranes and tuck them safely between the empty spaces of your castle ribs.
Open your broken heart to hummingbirds, allow them the warmth and shelter of your arms.
Rebel. Tape poetry to your limbs, Cummings and Sandburg and Sexton.
Take a walk outside of your skin for a while, run with wolves.
Extinguish that forest fire that’s been curling too long in your lungs.
Be that lionhearted girl those snobby poets always write about.
Allow that cavern of stars in your throat to speak your truths in uppercase letters, in free verse yet to be proofread.
Write about wars and victory.
Be the hero.
Heart:a rebellionHeart: in Free Verse More Like This
in her chest.
she's got skin
unworthy to write
she tapes those
to her limbs
.you are dead and buried. in Free Verse More Like This
six feet under yourself,
still feeling the way you did
when you were seventeen
and when you bathe, you still
keep your head under the
water, wrists upturned, red
eyes open, trying to drown yourself
.little robin, wings. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
outstretched in the dirt, a smear
of red on your breast
.they greet me like old friends,. in Free Verse More Like This
ivory hands gripping my
shoulders a little too tight
to be forgiving
i tell them that i'm sorry,
and they know what i mean,
their smiles fade and the black
holes on their faces start to furrow
and i explain that it's not
quite time, not yet
i still haven't worked up the guts
to let them out
but they've heard this spiel before,
and it's getting harder to
silence the rattling, a myriad of
skulls and ribs that i can no longer
.tiny heart drumming. in Free Verse More Like This
in your chest, i can
red gravy pumping
in your veins, i can
you are such a fresh
meal, and i can almost
.she wants to taste the moon. in Free Verse More Like This
between forefinger and thumb she
plucks it from the sky, and like
some great pearly gobstopper
rolls it over her tongue,
licks the dust from her
shuts her eyes
.he told me prayers. in Free Verse More Like This
and if i really want his
forgiveness, i should get on
my knees and beg
Daddy Doesn't RememberDaddy doesn't remember me.Daddy Doesn't Remember in Free Verse More Like This
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In the year 1975,
Back when he was fifteen.
He still thinks his mom is alive.
He still thinks he's going to get beaten
For not being home.
And he still doesn't
Daddy doesn't remember me.
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember my sisters.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In his past.
"Daddy," I cry
Tears filling my eyes.
And after a while
After he lies there, lifeless
For over a half hour..
He wakes up.
"What happened?" He asks.
Daddy didn't remember me.
Daddy didn't remember Mommy.
Daddy didn't remember my sisters.
But Daddy doesn't remember that.
Mommy's Suicide Mom... Did you just...Mommy's Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
Pills and whiskey down her throat
As she slowly stumbles down the stairs.
Through her cries and regret
She begins crashing into walls.
"Call 911!" I yell, as I begin holding my mother
After she collapsed, her head hitting the floor.
I hear police sirens outside our home.
My sister runs through the front door in fear.
The paramedics begin asking her things
That she barely knew the answer to.
"What's your name?"
"Do you know where you are?"
And most importantly..
"Why did you do it?"
"I didn't want to bother her anymore."
Words on the WallThe sun melted into the glamorous skyWords on the Wall in Free Verse More Like This
The moon stood there, hidden by sweet lullabies.
But mommy was crying, her day had been hard
The tears in her eyes twinkled just like the stars.
Her face wasn't happy like it should have been
And though she was saddened, she forcefully grinned.
I wanted to see Mommy smile through it all...
I painted a picture on her bedroom walls.
I told her to look, just to come in and see
But Mommy was angry... she wasn't happy.
She threw me down hard on the cold wooden floor
Then picked me up, slamming my head on the door.
She yelled and she screamed, then she hit me once more
She slapped me till I couldn't see anymore.
My heart then stopped beating, my laugh went unheard
Then Mommy got up without saying a word.
She looked at the walls splattered with my young blood
Then fell to the ground in her tears with a thud.
She looked at my face, then she looked all around
Then wrote on the walls with the first thing she found.
Then, after she finished, she wanted self h
SchizophreniaShh.Schizophrenia in Free Verse More Like This
Look behind you.
"Are you okay?"
Shapes, forms, bodies, animals, plants
Shifting, moving, being
"What's wrong with you?"
You're a freak.
No one wants you.
You should kill yourself, let them out of their misery
Or we'll do the job for you.
"They're fake, you know."
No they're not.
"What are you doing?"
This is how I live.
Save me, from the monsters, the shadows
"What can I do?"
You can stop.
You can stop being ignorant
And Daddy always lied.My legs are covered in bruisesAnd Daddy always lied. in Free Verse More Like This
And I have a scar by my left eye.
I’m not allowed to smile, though
And I’m not allowed to cry.
I think my right arm’s broken
But shh, don’t tell my dad.
He doesn’t like to worry bout me
When he’s already mad.
I have a burn on my left wrist
From when he pushed my arm
Against the stove, the hot, hot stove
And did a bit of harm.
I have a bear, a teddy bear.
He doesn’t have a name.
He makes me better every time
I’m feeling hurt and shame.
Today, my dad came home kind of late
A beer still in his hand.
I closed my eyes and waited.
He screamed, he shouted, and…
Well, my name is Mary Starr
And this is how I died.
But daddy always loved me.
And daddy always lied.
Mind, oh MindSmiley face, smiley face, can't you ever see?Mind, oh Mind in Free Verse More Like This
So much to be sad about, so much that could be
Going wrong for everyone, going wrong for you.
Smiley face, smiley face, don't you feel it too?
Sad face, sad face, can't you ever tell?
So much could be going great, going oh so well
Sad face, sad face, can't you ever see?
Life is spend much better when your thinking thoughts of glee.
Mind, oh mind, why can't you agree?
Thinking everything at once is slowly killing me...
Sometimes, when I'm sadSometimes, when I'm sadSometimes, when I'm sad in Free Verse More Like This
I remember that one time,
All I had to worry about was
If the bubbles I had blown, were about to
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that one time,
I began to worry about the day that
My childhood would simply
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that some day,
When I'm sitting with my husband
In the old old house... my days will simply
And that day,
The day when my heartbeat is
The day when my breath
Truly gets taken away.
That's the day
When my worries, my concerns, my fears...
I wish...I wish I was a monsterI wish... in Free Verse More Like This
So I could be kind
And break the stereotypes.
I wish I was colored
So I could respect people
And break the stereotypes.
I wish I was a man
So I could be kind to women
And break the stereotypes.
I wish I had male friends
So we could all be..
And break the stereotypes.
I wish I had autism
So I could prove that autism,
Does NOT mean "dumb".
And I could break the stereotypes.
I wish I could change the world.
But sometimes, you can't break a stereotype.
Only stereotypes, can break you.
Stop asking me...Stop asking me what's wrongStop asking me... in Free Verse More Like This
Because I'm never going to answer.
Stop telling me it gets better
Because I've accepted that it'll never change.
Stop begging me to let you in
Because even then, I'm just going to fake a smile.
A Victim Always WinsDear victims (please read),A Victim Always Wins in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes they just don’t believe
That what they’re doing to you
Could leave scars beneath your sleeve
A wound within your heart
A broken dream upon your mind
A tear fallen out of innocent eyes
A tragedy on rewind.
But, please don’t give up on this…
This battle fought inside
This war where you are left tied up
While they shoot you with lies.
Please, you know they’re the ones
That will never make it through
The reality of this world,
By hurting people like you.
Please, don’t give up,
Just keep fighting this battle within
And remember, while you may be the victim…
The victim always wins.
New Addiction JOICK Chp. 1Nick's P.O.VNew Addiction JOICK Chp. 1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
I wouldnt be able to tell you when and how it exactly started
It just did.
It had started off as no big deal or at least thats how he saw it.
I can remember that first time I ever caught him smoking pot.
We had just finished up a show at a major venue, the crowd still heavy with excitement, and the air still thick with screams of acclamation. The adrenaline still pumped rapidly through my body as I ran off stage, after embracing the enthusiasm of the audience, shouting out how much we loved them and how they were the best fans in the world.
This was one of our best shows.
I still had a big, goofy-looking smile on my face as I met Kevin backstage, and thats when I realized that Joe wasnt anywhere to be found.
Confused, I scanned the room, trying to single him out.
This wasnt like him.
Usually, he would still be out on stage, feeling the need to stay a little bit longer than the rest of us. He loved to fully connect with t
Agent Joseph Jonas Chp. 13Joes P.O.VAgent Joseph Jonas Chp. 13 in Fan Fiction More Like This
A week had passed since the whole Brandon incident, and Nick and I had not said a single word to each other. Brandon and Nick had gotten closer with each passing day, to the point where I barely saw them unattached literally. The closer they got, the more intimate they became as well and the more hatred I had built up towards this Brandon kid, the fire only burning hotter and hotter. I was sure on was on the brink of killing the son of a bitch myself.
But no matter what I did, it wasnt enough to get Nick to come to his senses. Everything was just no use. I tried to make him jealous, but I think that lasted for about two seconds, before I realized that it was just as pointless. It was like this boy had no weakness! And it was really starting to piss me off. But I wasnt giving up yet. As I saw quoted in a movie or some shit, drastic times call for drastic measures.
Maybe I really would have to kill Brandon.
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I think my friend, Dave, knows this hit-man on the other side of town, Kevin said to me, from his spot on the recliner chair. You want me to hook you up with him?
I sighed, running a hand through my tousled hair. As tempting as that sounds Im going to have to say no.
Kevin shrugged, flipping through the channels on the TV. Your loss, dude.
I stood up from the couch, walking over to the mirror that hung on the wall from the other side of the room. I cursed under my breath as I took a look at my reflection, seeing that I was a complete and utter mess. My face had lost its glow, a small, dirty stubble covered my chin and under my nose, my hair looked as if I hadnt run a comb through it in days, and not to mention the once visible sparkle in my eyes was gone without a trace. But deeper than that, I noticed that the cocky, macho, self-centered guy wasnt staring back at me anymore And it was almost l
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What do you mean you dont think you can be on the assignment anymore?! Edwards voice boomed, after I had announced my position.
I knew I was being a pansy ass about the whole situation and I knew it would probably jeopardize my chances of becoming a secret agent. And not to mention Kevin would probably never let me live it down. But all that was besides the point right now. I couldnt just sit there and pretend like everything was normal with my relationship with Nick- even though we didnt have much of one. It was obvious this case had turned into a whole other story.
I mean I just cant do it anymore, Mr. Edwards, I said, ignoring the immense amount of shame I was now feeling.
Whats the matter? The kid giving you a hard time or something? he pressed. You cant handle it, so youre wussing out?
I shook my head, frantically. Its not like that.
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So whats your name, cutie?
It seemed that the whole situation with the Tanner boy hadnt phased me any because within seconds of me entering the school building, I had a hot girl pressed up against a locker. One of my hands was placed by the side of her head, trapping her in. And as I began to shamelessly flirt with her, I had forgotten all about the little stunt the kid had pulled outside only a few minutes before.
She giggled, shyly tucking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. Claire.
And how old are you, Claire? I asked, my voice kept low.
She blushed, staring up at me through her eyelashes. 16.
I smirked, leaning in closer to her face.
And do you have a boyfriend? I whispered in her ear, making sure my breath lingered over her skin of her neck.
I felt her shudder beneath me, her breathing becoming somewhat heavier and more uneven.
I pulled back, running a ginger finger d
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In the brink of consciousness, my eyes slowly opened, instantly closing back up due to the sun coming in from the window that seemed to be blazing 100 degrees over its normal temperature.
What happened to my curtains?
My eyes still remaining slightly closed as my vision began to gradually adjust, I suddenly realized how strange my bed felt different, in a way. Opening my eyes a little more, I realized it wasnt my bed. And at the same time, I became increasingly aware of the light snoring that sounded from beside me.
Now fully awake, I slowly turned around, my eyes widened when I came face-to-face to a peacefully sleeping Joe. Barely moving an inch, I looked around the room, seeing that I must have been in Joes actual house.
What was I doing at Joes house?
How did I get there?
And more importantly what was I doing in Joes bed?
The night before was like a moronic dream, but I distinctly remembered sneaking into my fathers alcohol
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At 9 oclock sharp the next night, I was outside Nicks house. The entire Tanner Mansion was illuminated with bright, white lights shining out from the inside, and the sound of a type of upbeat classical music composition- otherwise known as what was going to be the death of me- could be heard from the open windows. I sat in my car a few feet away from the open gate, watching as an assortment of high-class society snobs walked pass the guards and into the house, their backs arched straight and their noses lifted high in the air.
Taking a deep breath, I drove through the gate, following an array of other cars. Soon, I stopped directly at the bottom of the entryway stairs, at which point my car was taken away to a designated area after I had gotten out. I looked towards the large flight of stairs, almost intimidated. This wasnt the type of place I belonged. But Im sure to any on-lookers, it would seem that way. My hair was slicked back and my tux wa
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What used to be a so-called no big deal had quickly turned into a serious problem.
It was to the point where Joe was around less and less. Most days I would see him for no more than a few hours. Then he started showing up late to shows, it gradually escalating into him not even showing up to more and more of our concerts until he just stopped showing up at all.
Soon it was the end of the Jonas Brothers.
It drove my parents completely crazy whenever wed watch Joe leave home, not for sure if he was coming back or not. Sometimes hed stay gone for days at a time.
My family didnt understand what was going on with him.
But I did.
I knew exactly what was wrong with him.
About three or four months later, Joe had come home completely out of his mind drunk. Luckily, the family went out to see a movie, whilst I insisted on staying home.
But the next morning w
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Shit, I hissed, practically glaring at the computer screen. I heard Kevin sigh from his spot on the couch behind me, and I didnt even have to look at him to know he was probably rolling his eyes, impatiently.
I was having a bit of trouble finding somewhere to take Nick. Okay maybe a lot of trouble. This is why I was currently becoming frustrated as I searched through the internet, and Kevins patience was wearing thin from having to have had to be here for the last three hours.
I searched up just about every spot teenagers most likely enjoy to hang out, I said, pressing down hard on the mouse. But none of them are good enough for my taste.
I heard Kevin stand up, and I could see him walk towards the mini refrigerator on the other side of the room. He pulled out a Sprite, opening the metal can and instantly pressing the top to his lips, taking loud, noisy gulps. I cringed, and then shot him a glare. He shrugged as if by apo
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"Just do it," I hear Lani whisper from behind her door. "In movies, girls like it when boys do that."
"I know," I hear Joe reply. "I'm just so scared."
My eyebrows furrow at the sound of Lani and Joe's "private" conversation, and I dump the rest of the dirty laundry in the washing machine to wash, before politely knocking on Lani's door.
"Come in, Nicky," I hear her say.
I open the door, seeing Lani and Joe seated Indian style on her bed, innocent expressions on their faces.
"What are you guys talking about?" I ask, immensely curious at this point.
Lani shrugs her shoulders, her hands curved downwards in the air. "I can't 'member."
I look over at Joe, and he gives me the same gesture. "Me neither."
I almost would laugh if it isn't for the fact my curiosity is getting the best of me. I cross my arms over my chest, eyeing them suspiciously. I stare at them for a good two minutes to see if maybe I can get them to spit out whatever they're hiding from me under pressure, and I
Tears and RegretYour note made its way to my doorstep,Tears and Regret in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I just stood there and wept.
My thoughts were racing
Where were you? What building were you facing?
So I took off running.
I ran down the street,
Passed that park where we meet,
Across your neighborhood,
I just knew I would find you, that I could.
And there I saw you leaning over an edge,
My mind went right to what you had pledged..
That we would die together,
And now you were leaving forever.
I started towards the stairs,
As I said a little prayer,
You let go.
You landed on the asphalt, on that cold hard plateau.
Running AwayPut me to sleep,Running Away in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Fill my lungs with Cyanide,
Poor the cement in my throat.
Knock me out,
Smash my head against the door,
Drive the car into a wall.
Send me away,
Season my brain with Meth,
Dip my tongue in acid.
I want to get away,
Oh so far away.
Let me leave,
I'll run down the street,
Tripping on my own feet.
HumanitySex, drug and poisonHumanity in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Acid melting minds.
All our thoughts and sincerity
Seems to get smaller all the time.
Eating, hating, lust...
Has replaced all dying trust.
Our tongues are tainted with these lies,
As you sing your lullabies
We wither away to die,
And your story tale ending fails.
This night as I cry,
Hundreds are raped and die!
Don't tell me of your perfect plastic,
Go sing and shout PROFANITY!
I lay me down inside this casket
For this is what makes humanity.
SchizophreniaIn a crazed panic her hair tossedSchizophrenia in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Left then right,
As she looked around the empty street.
Empty? No, no.
In her mind there where hundreds
Of dark looming figures surrounding her.
She was trapped amidst the dark imagination she had.
They let out an ear shattering cry of attack,
And she fell to the ground
Clasping her ears shut.
From the outside she appeared to be committing suicide,
But from within it was all involuntary.
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A forest scene,
A racing heart.
I stumble yet keep going...
A white figure,
Dashing through the trees.
It's getting closer...
Gets louder and louder!
Blasting in my ears.
Hit the ground.
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A broken heart...
A cracked soul...
Your laughter sending poison pins.
Your sparkling, hypocritical eyes...
My warn bipolar attitude...
A bleeding mind...
Your shards finally cutting through.
Only to land on your perfect project.
The Girl On The HillLinda was six years older than Jim, Jim was four years...ugh! I hate math. Cassy looked up from her math book, and out the window into the dim lit grey sky. Her mind drifted out of the class, up to the clouds, she could feel the wind on her face, she looked down at the rows and rows of grey houses, each with one dead tree in front. This town is all the same, grey, foggy, just street after street of dead trees. Why did I have to move here? Suddenly the bell rang ripping her mind from the dream world to reality.The Girl On The Hill in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"Now I want your five page essays on Monday! Hey, I'm not done...;! Alright, have a good weekend!" Mrs. Dunny was a skinny woman in her mid to late twenties. Every week it seemed that she would spend less time on her hair and make-up; today it seemed like she smeared some brown eye shadow on her eye lids and twisted her hair into a sloppy bun.
Hey youre new here right? Said a boy dressed in all black with his dark hair covering half his face.
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She sat in a little blue dress,
In a gray room, with a gray door, and a gray wall.
A doll lay beside her,
And sometimes she would say;
Dollie? Why did they lock me away?
It never answered,
But it knew somehow, somewhere deep...
They was no lock on the door,
And the key was at it's feet.
The girl never moved and so blind was she,
That by no way, how hard she ever tried,
She would ever see out of more than zero eyes.
So everyday at exactly 11 o'clock,
She would ask her Dollie...
Why won't it stop?
Deranged NightsBehind a dark corner,Deranged Nights in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A tall dark man stood.
He was waiting...
Waiting for his gentle, sweet prey,
To take them away.
Alone, a little girl ran...
She ran down this shaded street
Not one thing, could be seen.
There was no stars in that sky,
Where she let her fears fly.
The man pounced!
His arms wrapped around the girl,
She couldn't breath.
For an instance headlights shown,
So the girl let out a loud moan.
No one had told the man this was wrong,
He didn't care for what people thought,
Or what they want.
All he knew was murder and rape,
Not one regret crossed his mind as he reached for his tape.
All hope was gone,
Nightmares were reality..
The girl began to cry,
And this is where we say good bye.
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Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.