Get a life 8Get a life 8 in Short Stories More Like This
Sasuke woke up with a killer headache. What just happened?
He turned his head to the side to see Naruto from across the room, arms crossed against his chest and glairing at him. …why did he look pissed?
“Why the hell…did you do that?”
It took Sasuke a sec to recall what it was he was talking about, but then remembered. That was right, he took a hit for Naruto. Naruto started walking towards him while Sasuke raised his upper half resting on an arm and hissed placing the other hand on his head. He was still in a bit of pain. With his eyes closed he wasn’t prepared for Naruto to shove him back down. He jolted his eyes open and looked at Naruto who hovered above him with both hands on his shoulders.
“Don’t you EVER do that again.”
“Since when do you tell me what to do?”
Sasuke was a little taken aback. During the two days they had been together never once did h
Get a life 10Get a life 10 in Short Stories More Like This
“Dope-“ Sasuke hissed in embarrassment “I said I was fine.”
“Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn.”
Sasuke groaned as Naruto continued to make Sasuke lean against him by having one of his arms around Sasuke’s sides, and Sasuke’s arm wrapped around Naruto’s neck for support.
“I can not believe you actually used a gone with the wind reference.”
“Huh, is that where’s it from? I didn’t know that. Heck I don’t think I’ve ever heard of ‘gone with the wind’. What’s it about?”
“It’s an old romance movie done around the 1940’s.”
Ironically the wind then blew by. Sasuke coughed. Awkwaaaard…
“So what’s the big plan? We gonna hammer down and study or-“
“Well your no fun.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes.
Get a lifeGet a life in Short Stories More Like This
“ROLFMAO learn to play newb.”
The raven haired boy sighed.
"You think he would've given up after two hours of trying that."
"I don't even really have to dodge. He just kind of misses."
“I know right?”
“Well you do the honor?”
By simply pressing the number 3 button on his keyboard the opponent was annihilated. They could both hear the scream coming from the other player.
“I’ll get you for this Kitsune and RedAdvenger! I’ll get yooooouu!!”
Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“49.” Came the reply from the other.
“I’ll- wait what?”
“No no, continue. Don’t mind me.”
“…Uh, a-and I’ll stop at nothing until I defeat you!”
“Okay what the hell.” The defeated gamer replied, “What is up with all the numbers?”
There then came a bubbly reply from the other teammate.
“It’s a little hobby of mine
Get a life 16Get a life 16 in Short Stories More Like This
Sasuke sighed as he shoved his blankets into the washer. He was exhausted. After a day spent with someone like Naruto, having wet dreams about Naruto, and chasing Itachi through the house cause of Naruto he was tired as hell. Sasuke frowned, and it was all NARUTO’S fault. Damn dope, he was normal before he showed up! …Damn it!
He then heard a gasp.
“No, don’t tell me…”
Sasuke just closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.
“Shut up Itachi.”
Itachi’s smirk grew evil and devious.
“I can’t wait to tell everyone!”
“You well do no such thing!”
“Watch me!” he then dashed off with his cell phone “Weeeeee~!”
Sasuke whined. He just got done chasing the prick and had no energy to do so now. God was he seriously gonna tell his parents what happened? Or worse…that one preppy guy Itachi was chasing after?
Naruto then walked into the building.
Get a life 22Get a life 22 in Short Stories More Like This
“Karin, it’s simple, Naruto’s just a really cool guy.”
Neji commented dully. It was kinda sad really. The only reason he decided to join was because Karin paid him to. That’s right, PAID. Neji was getting paid to find out about a guy that Sasuke was hanging out with. At first he really didn’t want to because he didn’t like the idea of being around some geek (hence the payment). But now he just didn’t want to get paid to hang out. It felt…dishonoring. That what he was doing was wrong and the money he was getting was dirty. He actually wanted to hang with Naruto because he was Naruto, not because he was getting paid.
“Face it Karin, you’re jealous.”
Karin gritted her teeth and bitched slapped Neji before high tailing it. She was getting so sick of those words. “face it, you’re jealous”. Worst part was, she just got told that by another fellow ‘cool’ kid. There was no doubt about it Neji
Get a life 23Get a life 23 in Short Stories More Like This
Kiba pouted like a sulking child. It just wasn’t fair!! He was in Naruto and Neji’s drama class too, but did Naruto ask for his help? Noooo! He went over and begged fucking Neji!! Kiba huffed. Stupid Sai! If he wasn’t such a god damn perv he and Naruto would of totally OWED this skit! …Grrrr! Kiba clinched his fist and slammed them on the desk repeatedly. It’s not fair, not fair, not fair, NOT FAIR!!!
“Poor Kiba baby.”
“He just looks so miserable.”
Kiba sulked his head like the puppy he was and the girls in the math class awed him in a cute pitiful kind of way. They just felt so bad for him! They weren’t used to this side of him! As much as they wanted to leave their yaoi fantasies alone, they really did just wanna come up and give him a hug. The poor thing looked like he could really use one…
“You make me wanna put a leash on you and take you home.”
Kiba nearly had a heart attack once he heard those words
Get a life 19Get a life 19 in Short Stories More Like This
“…are you SURE you’ve never played?”
Naruto was NOT convinced. RedSharingan, really? RedAvenger RedSharingan they both got the word red in it.
“So…your favorite color is red?”
“Noooo, it’s mahogany.” Sasuke rolled his eyes in sarcasm.
“I don’t think mahogany is a color…”
“No one asked you Sai!”
Sai chuckled. He was gonna have SO much fun fucking with Sasuke.
“Hey guys just in time! I was just going over how to use the options page!”
The team then met up and listened as Kiba continued with his lecture. Sasuke leaned back and started drifting off. He already knew this shit… he then noticed he got a private text. He raised a brow and opened it.
HeartString : your boyfriend is kinda hot.
Sasuke twitched. Damn it Sai!
RedSharingan : He’s not my boyfriend!
HeartString : Oh? So he’s single?
Sasuke gritted his teeth.
Get a life 27Get a life 27 in Short Stories More Like This
Neji shivered, both from the cold and the embarrassment. At first it was nothing. You know basic prank stuff. Upside down desk, books super glued in his locker, teacher finding a porno in his desk (which mind you wasn’t Neji’s), his fangirls somehow knowing his schedual and address, Oooh and his favorite, somehow putting green dye in his shampoo (takes showers after gym). Luckily it wasn’t a very good brand, so the green just sort of blinded in with his extremely dark hair. It gave him a very interesting look. But Lee and Gai bugged the shit out of his about it with the whole “Ah trying new things, how youthful” crap. But this, this right here took the cake. Someone had pulled the fire alarm while he was taking a shower. He ran out hoping he could put on his clothes real quick…but they were gone. All he had was his damn towel. Worst part, it was GOD DAMN WINTER!!
His fangirls were literally drooling at the sight before them, since Neji was popular h
Get a life 26Get a life 26 in Short Stories More Like This
Sasuke just sat there. In one day, ONE, Naruto got into a fight with Sasuke and turned around and got hooked up with someone!?! WHAT THE @#$%&@#$%&!!?? Sasuke was undergoing a lot of emotions right now. He wanted to talk to Naruto, he didn’t want to talk to Naruto. He wanted to confirm the rumor of him and Neji, and he didn’t. A part of him wanted to come up and pull Naruto away from Neji and scream in his face HE’S MINE MOTHER FUCKER!! …and the other parts of him thought, are you f-ing nuts? Sasuke ground and buried his head in his face.
“Well well, what’s this?”
Oh dear god, NO.
“Karin, buzz off.”
“But Sasuke-Kun.” She then rubbed his shoulders. “You’re all alone, what happened?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you’re not with Geek boy over there.”
“I was never ‘with’ him in the first place.”
Get a life 20Get a life 20 in Short Stories More Like This
Sasuke walked alone, which was odd considering how popular he was, but he did manage to escape. No Karin, no fangirls-
Spoke to soon! He then looked around but noticed that there weren’t any girls coming after him. He raised a brow as he noticed the crowed of girls and went over to see what the commotion was all about. Then froze.
“You sick perv!!”
“Oh come now, all I asked for was-“
“Something totally inappropriate!!”
Sasuke was having mixed feelings at what he saw before him. Kiba gave Sai a black eye. Normally that would be awesome, but knowing Sai was trying to get close with Naruto… okay he took it back, this was f-ing awesome. Sai actually got what he deserved and it wasn’t from him.
“Squee! I can’t believe it!”
“I know right?!”
“Two boys fighting over Naruto!!”
Though the responses were FAR from awesome.
“Oh is tha
FrostbiteFrostbite. Never will be concert pianist.Frostbite in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Strawberry Plush FFM28A woman sobbed on the subway, clutching a strawberry plush toy, a folded photograph, and a business card. I pulled out my phone and pretended to text. In actuality, I was analyzing her. Boyfriend? Likely. Girlfriend? Also likely. I spotted the picture. It was a woman. Girlfriend.Strawberry Plush FFM28 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Now for the strawberry plush toy. I ran over the possible meanings. Most likely a gift from that said ex. A toy won at the carnival for her? Maybe. Or maybe it’s not an ex? I was just going to say it was an ex. No one bawled that hard over a person who wasn’t a recent ex. So, the plush toy. Bam: “I’m Berry Sorry.” She was holding an apology bear. Were those tears of joy? No, no, no. Her berry sorry strawberry was old and used. It had holes in the arms. Old breakup, wounds reopened.
The business card read “Real Estate”. She was moving. She probably was packing and happened upon a box from when she dated that girl. She found the strawberry plush and the photograph, and w
The FireThe Fire in Free Verse More Like This
She was an ember-
tangerines and oranges
pulsing and undulating
underneath her skin like
magma, ashes floating
from her lips like moths;
Her heart was a cardboard
lean-to, and she almost
Alienating Earth FFM19NASA is practically shitting itself right now.Alienating Earth FFM19 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
After years of trying to communicate with the rest of the universe, we have finally made contact. We have tried crop circles, burning canals, time capsules, Doritos ads blasted into space for eight hours straight, golden records, nudes, and even telepathy. None of them worked, but the aliens came when they were good and ready.
They overrode all of the screens on Earth, easily hacking into our systems. Every TV, tablet, iPad, and computer in the world turned on to a black and white, fuzzy screen, most likely because our technology was not as advanced as theirs. The entire world sat huddled around these screens, watching in awe of the first alien-human interaction.
An alien spoke, his voice being translated into a young, British man’s voice so we could understand. “Can you please stop trying to communicate with us? We are very busy right now. The intergalactic bus station blew to pieces and it was because of your golden discs hur
The Side Show FFM10The lights dimmed. The crowd shushed each other and turned their computer chips off by pressing the button on the back of their ears. I took a deep breath and stepped into the center of the plastic dome. I pressed the microphone implant’s button on my neck and said, “He’s, she’s, and xe’s! Welcome, welcome, one and all to the Greatest Show in the Gal-!” The crowd roared before I could finish my sentence. I raised my arms and grinned. This was the signal to the performers to get into places.The Side Show FFM10 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Behold, the human oddities! The weird, the wacky, and the wonderful from all corners of Earth and Mars! They’ll make you say, ‘Whoa!’”
The crowd bellowed, “Whoa!”
“They’ll make you cry, ‘Ugh!’”
“You won’t be able to tear your eyes away for a moment, you won’t be able to turn away, you won’t even be able to stand up to go to the bathroom, my performer
Sriracha's End FFM8The doorbell rang twice. I stumbled out of bed, thinking it was the landlord evicting us, pawed my way through the messy house, and opened the door to see Jerry in his ridiculous postman hat. He handed me the paper and chuckled. This man saw me in my underwear nearly every morning, and he never tried to stifle his laughter. You’d think he’d get used to my spaceship boxers, but no, it was a sitcom everyday. I slammed the door in his face. Stupid Jerry.Sriracha's End FFM8 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I ran a hand through my mop of hair. Not a good start to the day. I eased myself into the chair at the kitchen table and flicked the newspaper open. I gasped at the headline. “Sriracha factory to close its doors.” Was this “The Onion”?! Did Jerry bring me the wrong paper?
“God damn you, Jerry!” I cried, reading the newspaper’s title. Nope, this was still “The Los Angeles Times”. There had to be some mistake. The Sriracha factory would never close! I sped-read the article li
yellow ochreMy fingers grip the wheel,yellow ochre in Free Verse More Like This
sunlight sliding over them like
syrup on a Sunday morning.
Nostalgia peppers an old song
clinging to static- the instrument
caught between stations.
A race against the highway’s
lines and Apollo’s chariot,
the world becomes smaller,
and soon it is only me,
this car, and a song.
Double Trouble FFM18My twin brother burst into my room, a towel wrapped around his waist. “Dude, I need your help.”Double Trouble FFM18 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I didn’t look up from my laptop. “What?”
“I need to break up with Lauren.”
I closed my laptop. “Really? You love her! You wrote her a poem!”
“I was just in the shower, and I was thinking that, uh, I don’t! It hit me like a ton of bricks, but I really don’t love her.”
“How do you know for sure?” I asked, my eyebrows knitting together.
“I don’t text her first anymore, and I don’t play that stupid ‘No you hang up first’ game. I just hang up.” His eyes widened, panicked.
“Yeesh, you really don’t like her.” I rubbed the back of my neck.
“No, I don’t! What do I do?”
“First things first, put on some clothes and dry off.”
Brett looked down at himself and nodded. “Good plan!”
He dashed out of my room and came back two
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star?Twinkle twinkle, little star!Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star? in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high.
Like a demon in the sky.
The night is burning like my head,
The voices whispering in my bed.
The stars around me are singing now,
To butcher the town and to fill my vow.
So here I walk into the night.
Snuffing candles, snuffing light,
Above their beds I'm creeping now.
Bleeding pigs to fill my vow.
Twinkle twinkle, little star!
Death is all I know you are.
A mist above the world so high,
Red as the glow of a demon's eye!
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
Machine ManMachine Man:Machine Man in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It began with but a simple command, "to do as we are told".
Never to deviate from this path - never to nurture the soul.
We are told that we are given a purpose; "a part of something great!"
Yet why oh why am I so weary of that which is my fate?
Am I an error, a single anomaly, unable to feel intact?
Or am I missing some special attribute - a facet which I lack.
In a society made of fleshed machines; robots wearing skin,
Perhaps I'm simply seeking something, to fill this metal tin.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th November 2012
Six Words for the SufferingPain ends, but you must not.Six Words for the Suffering in Free Verse More Like This
These Words Aren't PrettyThese Words Aren't Pretty:These Words Aren't Pretty in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My verses are ugly and I admit to the fact
I can't use pretty language when I'm working with rap
Because the things that I write, are just the things that I feel
I ain't an Edgar Allan Poe or a Danielle Steel
And I'll be honest with you, I've got an envy inside
Because some poets got a flow that's as smooth as the tide
I read some stuff that they write, it's just so dope I ignite
Burning shame and my anger at the beautiful sight
And like birds of a feather, they're flocking together
These poets are the Gods and I'm nailed by the weather
But as the rain pours down, lightning resound;
I try to write pretty words but my lips remain bound
So deeply silenced by fear - the darkness I hear,
Afraid to be unloved by the ones I hold dear
I've hit the limit of time; my lyrical crime
These words that I've lived are just turning to grime.
So I wish I had their talent; just a sliver of that
If their skill was a mountain then I've broken my back
It's like t
Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!Now, imagine this situation for a moment:Being A Good Person is a CHOICE! in Free Verse More Like This
You are a good father, a wonderful husband.
You go 'pray' every Sunday, doing a wonderful lip-service.
You've taken your kids to soccer practice
And you are ready to enjoy your Sunday.
Tui bu qi, ni ke yi pang wo ma?
You turn around and see an old Chinese lady.
She can't speak English and needs assistance.
You pretend you cannot hear her and drive away.
Smooth-stuff dad, you should return that #1 mug...
To me however, there would be no question.
I was late to a part-time job, it would actually cost me money;
And did I mention I can't speak Chinese either?
Instead I communicated with gestures and signs.
She wanted to go to the train station, as I later learned.
With your car it would have taken five minutes.
But we walked and that is also okay.
To be honest, you might think you've done more good than evil.
You might think there is a welcoming committee for you at the pearly gates.
I regret to inform you however, that
I Will Believe That You're Okay...If you tell me you're fine,I Will Believe That You're Okay... in Free Verse More Like This
Then I won't question it.
I won't ask you about the cuts,
Or the bruises.
I'll turn a blind eye to everything...
Instead I'll ask that you join me tonight,
And maybe we'll cook ourselves a little supper.
Maybe you'd like to stay over? It'd be cool!
We'll watch a movie, play a few games.
C'mon you know how much I suck at monster hunter,
Be my wingman--er, lady tonight
And in the morning, let's go for a walk,
There's a huge park just a short distance away.
We could go on one of those nature trail things!
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
And maybe, after you've had some time to think,
You'll see that things ain't quite as bad as you thought.
And if one day isn't enough to convince you,
Then I'm going to try again tomorrow.
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
DieDie:Die in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word, spewed without thought.
"I wish you'd die, I wish you'd be killed."
But what if we actually gave meaning to those words?
Can you understand the emotion, the magnitude, the weight,
Of actually seeing the life of an individual depart?
Can you look them in the eyes, as they bleed into your hands;
Observing their final moments, as the light fades from their eyes?
Or are you simply a soft-hearted coward,
Sitting fat behind a computer, wishing death upon others?
To say that one is deserving of death,
Suggests that you are ready to kill.
And if indeed you are ready to kill,
Then you too must be prepared to die.
"Now please, stop those tears my good man, we've only removed three of your toes so far (^_^)"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th July 2013
Imagine DragonsThis story has been fully voice-acted. Scroll to the description for the audio.Imagine Dragons in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
...And here I am, walking up these large stone steps. Climbing up them, literally, as they were not made for humans to traverse. I would have been tired of ascending them each day, if not for the fact that I was no longer human. You see, I am what they call a Dragon Hunter. I happened to be one from the icy north and as such, this entire army of armour-clad Templars brought me along to exterminate the demon dragon that was said to plague these frost-bitten mountains.
The Icy Peaks of Teruel, or so they called them. Really they were just a collection of very large and harsh mountains, in which nothing dared to make its home. There was no wildlife here, no trees, not even the barest hint of a stone bug to be found. There was literally nothing here, except for a blind belief that a demonic drago
Sensual TortureSensual Torture:Sensual Torture in Free Verse More Like This
You are but a simple pawn;
Caught in a maelstrom of ill feelings and turmoil.
You were not meant to be here -
But unfortunately, here you are my friend...
Now then, I do not wish to drag this out;
There is no purpose in badgering someone who knows so little.
However - without your confession - I'm afraid that
I would not know whom I should share my - pleasures with...
Though I'm certain that you will be sharing plenty...
Of course, it will probably be a poor idea to make you scream,
At least not while I'm still enjoying your fear.
Instead we'll begin with a simple agony;
A quick taste of your pain to whet my appetite...
We'll begin with just a thin incision,
One that is made in the center of both your eyelids.
And then, then we'll make another cut - this one just above the eyes...
Ah, I will adore the feeling of watching your skin peel apart
As the scalpel bites in and draws it aside; much like the curtain
Set upon a theatre stage. It is the
All Her Little ThingsStop hating her for the littlest things.All Her Little Things in Free Verse More Like This
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from..
Stop demanding her to do things,
Things she can't accomplish,
Things she can't imagine being done...
Stop lying to her,
Telling her you love her,
Want her, need her...
When all you've ever done is make her want to
Stop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from...
When those little things you've done
Take her down...
The little things won't matter anymore.
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.
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
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…
Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.Well... in Free Verse More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thinYou're Not? in Free Verse More Like This
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.
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."
I Am SchizophreniaShh.I Am Schizophrenia in Free Verse More Like This
"Are you okay?"
Turn off the light.
"What are you doing?"
You can't fight the shadows.
They'll kill you if you tell.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your eyes.
Cover them again.
Lock the door.
Now you're trapped.
Lock it again.
Don't take the medication.
Don't drink the water.
Don't eat your dinner.
"I don't know you anymore. Who have you become?"
I am a nobody.
I am Schizophrenia.
I am death
"... I don't know."
Don't be scared, darling.We're going to try something newDon't be scared, darling. in Free Verse More Like This
Eating our meals, and swallowing each bite,
Not hiding the chewed up remains under our tongue,
And not making ourselves vomit through the night.
We're going to try something new,
Bringing the liquor down from our lips,
Not turning to the alcohol for comfort,
Until the addiction rips.
We're going to try something new,
Throwing away the needles, the pins, and the blades
Not searching underneath our skin for emotion,
Watching the wounds and the scars fade.
We're going to try something new,
Darling, I challenge you, I dare you.
We're going to try something new...
Why does that scare you?
Secrets...Secrets are things that people won't tell,Secrets... in Free Verse More Like This
Despite the greatest truths
Hidden within them.
Secrets are things that people lie to
In fear of you finding out what's
Sweetie, here are a few secrets
That I feel must be shared,
Because they've been kept for
You are beautiful. You are stronger than your weaknesses.
You are unique. You are different. You are perfect.
You are not defined by your sadness, nor are you defined by the stereotypes.
You are not broken, despite the the scars and missing pieces.
You are powerful.
You are a fighter.
I know no one has whispered
These things to you.
The only things that people won't tell,
Are the secrets.
And that's because the secrets are true.
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #58, 59, 60!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #58, 59, 60! in Editorial More Like This
#58) I have been a fan of MLP since Season 1, continued to be one through Season 2 and I am looking forward to Season 3. But as time has gone by, I feel my initial excitement for the fandom has faded alot. I am not looking to new stories as much, nor new fanart and instead, I'm focusing on other things besides ponies. Am I not really a fan any more because my focus isn't on ponies so much?
Answer: Being a fan of something doesn't mean you have to experience it all of the time. It's like having a best friend: you don't need to necessarily talk to them all the time, or even see them for a long time, and yet you still just know that they're an excellent friend to have. Much in the same way, being a fan of "Friendship is Magic" doesn't require you to actively involve yourself in it. It can be more of a subconscious thing, based more on your time already in the fandom, and your attitude in general towards what the brony 'thing' offers.
It's not unusual that you would somewhat
Fluttershy Character ReviewReviewing the character of Fluttershy is certainly no easy task. After all, she's arguably the most-loved character within the show and the certified fan-favourite for many, so much so that criticising her character would lead to a lot of dissent amongst the masses. Indeed, finding something mean to say about Fluttershy would be reductive and not terribly necessary, as anyone who has watched "Friendship is Magic" for more than ten minutes knows how adorably sweet she is. And, in a show that actively promotes friendship, kindness and positivity, it would be counter-productive to insult Fluttershy, when she is the greatest embodiment of everything that the show represents.Fluttershy Character Review in Reviews & Guides More Like This
But what is it about Fluttershy that makes her so appealing to many? It could be her graceful appearance: a subtle and soft yellow with the trademark long, pink tail and mane which serves as a protective barrier that she can frequently hide behind. After all, that namesake, Fluttershy, is not without merit, for her shy
I Will Protect You.I'm sorry if I made you change your mindI Will Protect You. in Free Verse More Like This
I want you to be yourself, be free
But I am a coward, and selfish
I am scared something will go wrong
She is a smart girl. She will make the right decision.
But, oh Lord, I am so damn scared.
I don't want to lose you
And I don't mean just your life
I don't want you to lose that happy spark in you
I could not stand myself if I contributed to it
I pull my hair in fear
Oh how I wish I was there
To make you feel safe
To protect you from the horrid words they could say
I would take your place from the beatings of words
I will stand by your side and protect you
And when it is all over and done
Even if my wounds are bleeding, I will smile and say,
"No matter what, I will always love you."
You Are NOT AloneYou are NOT aloneYou Are NOT Alone in Emotional More Like This
To all my +watchers who have some form of depression:
You are not alone. This will end.
I’ve had depression for 5 years, from the time I was 12 in middle school to now, when I’m 17 and nearly in college. I’ve attempted suicide twice. I’d even self-harmed for two years.
I’ve gone through two abusive relationships; many ended friendships, including the one of my so called “Best Friend” of 5 years; I’ve lost someone I loved dearly, a centerpiece to my family; I’ve failed an entire semester due to my depression; I’ve tried killing myself over the fact I liked girls; I’ve been called fat, ugly, and a whore; I’ve been to the point where I saw absolutely no reason to be alive; I’ve been there.
IT WILL END. IT GETS BETTER, I PROMISE YOU.
Right now, five years later, I haven’t had a relapse in 2 years. I haven’t cut myself in
Online RomanceI smile at the silly wordsOnline Romance in Free Verse More Like This
that spill across my screen
The very words that make me
snort with laughter
The words right beneath your name
The warmth of affection fills
the little crevices of my heart
So that that lonely organ
Is not so broken
Eyes close at the soft love in your words
So that I can imagine how your arms would feel
So that perhaps I can imagine you
But even with the warmth of your words
And the heat of our laughter
When I touch the desktop screen
On the picture of your face
It is very. very. cold
They TalkThey say scars can talkThey Talk in Free Verse More Like This
If only you would listen
So listen, my dear
To the scar on my chest
The ones on my hand
And the one crisscrossing my knuckles
Do you know what they say?
My cat is an asshole.
My Roses are BlackI stepped into a fantasy-like world. An upside down purple sky with black clouds. Blue grass waving to a bright red sun. Where am I...?My Roses are Black in Short Stories More Like This
You sat in the middle of this messed up world.Your smile bright and wide. Laughing at a joke no one could hear. Your dull eyes focused in on empty air above a field of wax flowers.
You turned to me and reach out a hand. As I rush to grab it, the ground collapses, our sun burns out. The blue grass dies and your flowers melt. Everything is vanishing-- along with you.
As you fade into the wind the only sound is my voice screaming your name. And your sweet, innocent laughter.
"My roses are black, my violets are dead
A pretty little bullet went through my sweet head~
My sugar is rotten, my skin decomposed
My case is forgotten, your heart's in my throes~"
I ApologizeI see the pain you go throughI Apologize in Free Verse More Like This
Struggles I cannot see
For I am not by your side
I am here, thousands of miles away from you
The empty space in your heart and by your side
Cannot be filled with simple text on a screen
Or even my voice
I'm sorry I cannot save you from that pain
More than anything, I wish I could rescue you
But as I lay in bed crying
I feel as if I failed again
Your SilenceI don't know what to think.Your Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Hell, I don't even want to think.
Silence is all I see, all I feel
Is worse than the loudest scream
And I fear that day will come
When I won't even hear that.
LurkingThe darkness lurking behind my eyesLurking in Free Verse More Like This
Leaks into the pencil I am now using to write
The darkness spills pretty words across this blank sheet
But I reflect upon a time
When those same pretty words
Were carved into flesh insead
Sorrow, Sorrow EverywhereI walk through your dying world, slivers of you in every melted flower I see. The road I walk on isn't quite a road, it's more like stepping on floating islands of earth above a deadly sea. Sometimes the islands sway as if seasick, and I dig my nails into the dirt to keep from falling. I cannot help but think this is futile, but I continue on regardless. I am going to save you, even if it kills me...Sorrow, Sorrow Everywhere in Short Stories More Like This
After wandering for quite some time, I come upon a dirty old cabin. It is painted in slanted stripes of black and white, the colors bleeding into one another. The walls looks weather beaten and the roof seems rotten. I stumble up to the door, which has mysteriously swung wide open as I approached it.
I cautiously step inside...
..And stifle a scream at the sight.
The room isn't a room. It is black space; no ceiling, no floor, no walls, no limits. Before I can scramble backwards, the cabin tilts harshly to the left. I fall inside, too surprised to scream.
I do not quite fall, but I d
Weeds: Buildup"Zanna?" I breathed. "Zanna? Are you there?"Weeds: Buildup in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a sort of choked half laughter that came from the other line. "Tus... You answered..."
I gripped the phone tightly, pressing it to my ear to hear her whispered voice. "Zanna?! Are you okay? What happened to you? Where are you?"
There was a moment of silence before I hear her breathe into the speaker, making a soft static noise. "I'm... I was wondering if you could do me a favor...."
"A... favor? Zanna, what the hell happened to you last night! You didn't answer any of my calls or anything--"
"I can't explain right now, Tus. Just... You're home, right? Get into your car and drive to West Lilac Avenue, to the Wild Meadows apartments. I'll be in apartment number #327."
"Your apartment...? Wait, is something wrong? Tell me if--"
"I will explain later, I promise. Please, just hurry, okay?"
I pulled back and stared at my phone as my screen announced the call had ended. I was confused and worried, wondering w
Spirits The only sounds are the crunch of stones, twigs and leaves beneath my feet barely audible over the sound of my labored heavy breathing. The rapid pound of my pulse thick in my ears. Its dark, still though the faint purple predawn light graces the sky, I pause no longer able to run, my breath exploding in white puffs of vapor that slowly dissipates into nothingness. Leaning forward, my hands on my knees I breath. Sweat beads along my forehead, limbs caressed by the soft cold touch of the phantom wind forcing waves of bristled goose bump's to rise and prickle my skin. I shiver and begin to walk again. Lost.Spirits in Drama More Like This
How long has it been? Didn't I just see it? I wonder silently weaving between tall trees. I stumble my feet sliding on loose pebbles causing them to shift and fly, cascading downhill catching me in their wake. I tumble head over heels rolling quickly ruthlessly struck by rocks and thrashed with twigs as I fall dizzyingly deeper in
UntitledForever and ever till the day come to pass and my time has truly come to pass and I can no longer see through the looking glass of my mind when all turns dark and I begin to forget till the time come where I can leave without regret Forever and always I shall remember all the times we share here there and every where good bad ugly and in between Forever and always I shall recall our time together no matter how smallUntitled in Free Verse More Like This
Dark RomanticsA heart incasedDark Romantics in Free Verse More Like This
in an ever burning fire
where emotions run free
Standing on a pillar
erect high in the sky
Effecting all and none
see where I may have begun
and yet where I may be done
here it stay through
good and bad
always watching never said
It never speaking but always talks
a contradictive paradox
Its here and there but always where?
never near, never fair
in your soul in your mind
its with you all the times
Do youDo know whats worth fighting forDo you in Free Verse More Like This
when you could bring the whole world to war
every country every man
rises up against old uncle sam
losing lives, territory too
what do you care
it doesn't affect you
feel no guilt
nor sadness and pain
not for boys that don't return again
all will go
none the same
alls been changed
none can speak
of things they've seen
a world ruthless cruel, so mean
do you know whats worth dying for
when you send our boys to war
is it worth the price when everyone dies
Poptartyou sit there in your wrappingPoptart in Free Verse More Like This
alone in the wide cupboard
what flavor be you
chocolate blueberry or cherry
if you were cherry you'd be gone
if you were chocolate id be lucky to find you
so youre blueberry then
sitting patiently waiting to be chosen
sentenced to the flaming toaster
that will burn your exterior
turning your insides mushy goop
consumed by one who doesn't think
-sweet little treat
SleeplessCome closer melody,Sleepless in Free Verse More Like This
please don't leave me
lull me to sleep melody
Please oh sweet song of slumber
come to me
a place so peaceful and calm
far from horrid reality
Away away to dream land
on a low noted lullaby
gentle and sweet as a breese
Morpheus cast your sands ov'r me
send me away please lord
Away from here
away away away
FireGrow fire growFire in Free Verse More Like This
Up you go
Higher now a few more feet
While we jump lick our feet
Warm us up
As we go round
round your growing crown
while your flames move up and down
side to side
grow fire grow
as the time flys by so
all night long
Herbecause she was lovedHer in Free Verse More Like This
nothing loved is ever lost
and she was loved so
she can never be lost
I will never los her
I will love her forever
Almost loverCaged in burning painAlmost lover in Free Verse More Like This
A heart pines
Always for him
See his smile
Hear his voice
Feels his touch
Remember his hugs
Regret and emotion swell
A pain as no other surfaces
Care for him
Be there for him
Murry the Giraffe Hero*Turtle Pecks- pinching. like snapping turtles*Murry the Giraffe Hero in Free Verse More Like This
Murry the Giraffe strolled through the grass
Sulking past the other animals.
They called him pencil neck
And always gave him turtle pecks.
One day Murry was eating
When he saw the other animals meeting.
He called a 'Hello' and heard a bellow.
He turned and saw a creature in the distance,
He looked at the animals and came to their assistance.
Murry soon told the animals to hurry.
That day Murry was their teacher
As they fought that awful creature.
They won the fight and saw the light
Murry was a hero and no longer a zero.
Dark Angel: Hangman's NooseDark Angel: Hangman's Noose in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dark Angel Chapter 1.
Once upon a time in a screwed up world full of hate, there lived a girl named Luna Hanson. Luna lived a difficult life. No one understood her so no one liked her. She basically lived her life alone. Even her parents hated her. Her mother ignored her and her father abused her. They only thought she was a mistake. Everyone thought that. Luna could feel the pain but just kept going. She could change if she wanted to but it probably wouldn’t do much. Besides, she wanted to be her own person, nothing like the girls at her school.
The only person that had actually loved her was dead. Her brother Mike was killed a couple of years ago when a drunk driver ran him over one night. Luna and Mike got along great and Luna always looked up to him. When he died, all happiness drained from her body. He left her behind, stuck with the hate that she received from other teens and her parents.
She went to school every day, got made fun of
Welcome to Neverland, PanWelcome to Neverland, Pan in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Welcome to Neverland, Pan
Chapter One: Peter and Wendy's story
“But I don’t want to grow up!! I want to stay young forever!” a young girl pouted.
The mother laughed. “Why, you are just like your father.”
Just as Wendy said that, Peter walked in wearing a black suit.
He sighed and looked at his wife with his arms stretched out wide. “How do I look, dear?”
“Like a grown up.” She teased. Peter rolled his eyes and smiled. He walked over to Hazel and hugged her.
“Good night sweetie. See you in the morning.” He said kissing the top of her head.
“Where are you two going?” She asked.
“To a dinner party.” Wendy replied, tucking Hazel in bed.
“Ooh! I want to go!”
“I mean a GROWN UP dinner party.” Hazel scrunched up under the covers.
“Eww. You can go without me.”
Both Wendy and Peter smiled at each other.
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X Runner backed up almost tripping. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you." He looked at her face then quickly looked down. "She's beautiful." He thought to himself. "I'm X Runner." He said looking at her again.
MLP FiM RP with CassidyLynne1MLP FiM RP with CassidyLynee1.MLP FiM RP with CassidyLynne1 in Settings More Like This
X Runner walked into Ponyville for the first time expecting to see another boring town. But instead her saw ponies out and about. He was walking down the path when he bumped into a pony with crazy pink hair. "Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name?" "Umm.. X Runner." "Well, it's nice to meet you!" She grinned widely. "Me and my friends are having a party tonight. Will you come?" "Sure." "YAY! If you want to invite a friend you can. See you there!" She said prancing off. X Runner continued to walk down the pathway until he bumped into yet another girl with a black and red mane.
Between 2 Eternities ch 1.Between 2 Eternities ch 1. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You better hurry up and tell me where the map is or I’ll shoot.” A man said timidly, pointing a gun at a woman and a little girl.
“You better hurry up and untie me before I seriously kick your butts.” Mist threatened. Another man in a black suit appeared next to the timid man in grey.
“You? Kick our butts? Ha. You are just a little teenager. Just hand over the map to The Lost Woods and nobody will get hurt.”
Mist sighed. “For the last time, I don’t have it.”
“Maybe she’s telling the truth boss.” The man wearing grey said quietly.
“She’s lying!” The other man shouted.
A couple of people jumped, startled at his tone. The woman held her child closer to her body and closed her eyes. “Just let us go, please,” she pleaded.“We didn’t do anything.”
The man in black rolled his eyes, and then glared at Mist.
“No one leaves until we get that map.”
The Runaway Chapter 1--The RunawayThe Runaway Chapter 1-- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh! Where could my James be?"
A woman sobbed while watching her husband put up another missing poster. "We'll find him, don't worry honey. Our son couldn't have gone to far." The couple walked away, putting more posters on poles and walls. "These guys just won't give up, will they?" A boy tore down the poster and smirked. "They didn't even get my picture right." He walked along the sidewalk, tearing down the other posters and laughing.
"Hold it kid! What do you think you're doin?" The boy turned and faced a cop. "Just helping a poor family find their son." He put a poster back on the wall and smiled innocently. The cop looked closer at the boy. "Is there a problem officer?" The cop grabbed one of the posters and put it next to the boy's face. "Yea, why did you run away, James? "Excuse me, but I think you have the wrong person." The cop laughed. "And what makes you think that? You look exactly like this boy on the poster." "Ok well, one, my name isn't James. Two
Between 2 Eternities chapter 2Between 2 Eternities chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slowly, opening her eyes to the bright sunlight shining in her face, Mist got up and stretched. She looked at her small solar powered clock and screamed.
“I’m gonna be late!” She pulled a pair of blue jeans and a blue shirt out of a trash bag. After quickly changing, she grabbed her backpack and started to climb down the rope ladder.
When she got onto the ground, she grabbed the rope and threw it up, watching to make sure it wrapped around a branch before she took off running north. Once Mist got out of the woods and onto the sidewalk, she began to slow down, catching her breath. A group of teens her age were walking to school as well, just a few feet ahead of her. Mist followed them but lagged behind, too afraid to talk to them. They didn’t have to walk far until they reached the school.
“Wow. This place is huge.” Mist stared in awe at the building. “It’s at least two stories maybe even three.” She thought to herself.
Word of the Day! Friday!Word of the Day-Word of the Day! Friday! in Editorial More Like This
Counting with one's fingers.
Can't you just solve the problem in your head instead of being a dactylonomy?
Word of the Day!Word of the Day-Word of the Day! in Articles & Interviews More Like This
The Word of the Day is....
Prestidigitation = pres·ti·dig·i·ta·tion
1. Performance of or skill in performing magic or conjuring tricks with the hands; sleight of hand.
2. A show of skill or deceitful cleverness.
I will mystify them with my prestidigitation!
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 2this is getting a warning for some seriously abusive shiznit....dont wanna read, im not making ya...enjoy^^abused!bullied!readerXspain part 2 in Drama More Like This
"she cant see us." "yes she can." "hey can you see us."
"oh my god, she totally can!""hey why wont you look at us""yeah, pay attention to us"
"leave me alone"
"SHUT UP!" i slam my hands down on the desk, not registering my mistake until too late.
"(______)!!! What did i tell you about waking me up from my nap?!?!" my uncle shouts at me from the living room down stairs. i fix my eyes to my homework, fear glueing me to my seat. dammit, its all their fault. i hear his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and i panic; choosing to hide behind the door to escape after he notices the window that is open. if he looked out of it he would see footprints leading away from the house and leave to follow them to the park, a half hour walk at least.
he throws open my door with a beer bottle in his hand an
abused!bullied!readerXspain part14your pov~~~abused!bullied!readerXspain part14 in Drama More Like This
The bell signals the end of the day and I bolt from my spot in last period, practically racing the Brit to my locker. It's a shame he disappeared back to the start of the hallway about halfway there. It must be hell, being a residual for all of eternity; doomed to repeat your last moments forever.
I feel that little speck of dread re-enter my head. Now I have to leave one hell hole to go to another.
....This sucks. Especially now that I know my uncle survived.
"Oye chica!" I duck as Toni carefully glomps me.(not sure how he managed that, i think quietly)
"Hey." I mumble in response and he backs off, his trademark smile morphing to a concerned frown. I don't think he forgot what I told him earlier today about the call.*cringe* I mean, with something like that hanging over your head, how would you?
" You know, chica, I could ask Señora Meyer if she'll let you spend the night. I'm sure she doesn't hate you that much." He says it so non-chalantly that I almost d
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 13new guy's pov~~abused!bullied!readerXspain part 13 in Drama More Like This
"Right. Fore I say anythin else, my name is Robert Hughes an I'm from Louisiana." I introduce myself to the class. Most don't really care, but a couple of them perked up a little when they heard where I was from. "My pa moved up here cause the jobs are better than they are down there. my cousin,"
"--HEY CUZ!!!" Alfred shouts as he waves at me energetically from his coveted spot in the back of the class. He bragged about it non-stop when he drove he here this morning. I wasn't listening but it sounded like he loved being with his friends.
I can feel the teacher's dislike for me decrease dramatically. His eyes switch between myself and my cousin a few times before he stops back to me. "I can see the resemblance." he glares at me as if I were a bug that needed to be squashed. Dammit cuz,this is my first day and that's the third teacher to already hate me cause of you.
"Anyway. It looks like you'll need a seat." A few kids in the back snicker as Alfred goes nuts pointing at
bullied!abused!readerXspain part 10~~~your povbullied!abused!readerXspain part 10 in Drama More Like This
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break the mirror."
"I know. But why did you do it?" Mrs. Meyer turns on me for the hundreth time in just as many seconds. And the thing is I'm being honest. But she cant see that, can she?. She doesn't like me that much.
"Honestly, I don"t know-"
"Don't lie to me." Her voice carries a note of meanness that I know all to well. I have to fight to refrain from flinching away from her.
"Señora, don't be so harsh." Toni has been trying to defend me for the last few minutes, but this old bag, she just wont listen to anything. Not even his friends on the laptop could get a word in edgewise.
She turns to the boy at my side and I watch as her hate melts just the tinniest bit. Of course she likes Toni, I roll my eyes.
"I just...that mirror was my mother's." She sighs. "I've had it for a very long time and I've come to see it as an heirloom. That YOU broke it really pisses me off." She resumes her glaring at me, which now feels intensified. I feel a
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 5~~~~~~~~~~~~~spain povabused!bullied!readerXspain part 5 in Drama More Like This
The windows are bright with sunlight and I can even hear a few birds chirping. It's such a nice day. But I dont think its for me.
I shift in my spot on the floor next to the couch, petting ____'s soft hair as it feathered out under her head. Gracias a Dios that she finally stopped shivering. I wonder for the millionth time if it was from blood loss. It took me and Señora Meyer nearly an hour to get the scratches on her arms clean enough to be bandaged. At least now she doesn't look as ghostly pale--
--"Vee~ Fratello, who's-a the bella?"
I nearly jump out of my skin at the sound of Feli's voice coming from behind me. "Oh. Hola, chico. I didn't hear you coming."
"Vee~ Really? I was-a like a ninja?"
He stares at me with a big smile on his face. Why is it so hard to lie to this kid? Normally, I can hear him coming ten miles away. But today has hardly been what one would consider normal.
=+=+=flash back sponsered by PPAASSTTAA!!!=+=+=+=+= (and yes i changed tho
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 8~~~your povabused!bullied!readerXspain part 8 in Drama More Like This
I sat on the couch, wrapped in an ugly pink blanket and sipping on hot chocolate that has a hint of candy cane in it. Even thought its warm in this room, I shiver as if it were cold. I take another sip as my still horribly scrambled thoughts try to organize themselves...
`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`flashback sponsered by...TURTLEMAN!nanananananana!!
The last thing I knew, I was still at school, in the middle of math class. I think I may have fell asleep. And then it was like I woke up at the worst part of my dream...
I find myself on my knees, yet still towering, over a prone body spread on the linoleum floor of the kitchen. My arm is held high over my head, a red stained knife firmly in my grasp. The body on the floor writhes in agony and it turns its head to reveal my uncle under blood drenched scraggly hair.
--I feel my lunch threaten to make a come back and I start to my feet in an attempt to rush to the sink.I hear the metal of the knife clatter loudly on the floor. Odd, I do
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 7~~~~ your pov...sorta...abused!bullied!readerXspain part 7 in Drama More Like This
the door slammed shut the second me walked through the door. how original, i muse. the prey allowing the predator into the house. i smile, gazing apon the well lit carpets and festive christmas decorations.
wait...christmas..?whaat?? i can almost see through the haze of memories--
--only to get shoved to the floorboards.
the pain only makes my vision clearer. i see now that someone is trying to keep me from my beloved.
ha. let them. they wont stop me.
i feel a fist connect with my face and blood spewing out of my mouth but i only laugh at my uncle's attempts to keep me down.
oh i love that he's trying to keep her from me. in fact, i hope that he is close to her. it will be so much fun to kill him when he means so much to her. i imagine the tears streaking down her face and scramble to my feet in search of a knife.
.....gottverdammt! why cant i refute that train of thought?!? he jabs me with a broken bottle, sending waves of white pa
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 3yeah.....this is the warning for sadness...enjoy^^abused!bullied!readerXspain part 3 in Drama More Like This
"I'm sorry about your brother,Toni."
"Sí. He kept saying you were his 'fratello'. I looked it up yesterday. I'm sorry." I never looked up when I said it, but when I do now, he has this look of disbelief. Maybe I should tell him...
"Yeah. I know. I'm a weirdo. But....Can you keep a secret?" I ask him, looking around to make sure that any doctors or nurses are not in the area. His eyes fix to a point behind me like he isnt sure about this, but nods anyway. "I can see ghosts." I say to him but it comes out like a whisper. He slowly smiles at me,like he pities me. He really does think I'm crazy. "No,it's the truth. I know it's a total cliche, but I really ca--"
--He glomps me. Not in a rough way, but more like the way a friend would. But it was still so sudden that I could only stand there in shock. "Chica, dont be so defensive. I believe you." He smiles at me cutely.
"Sí. Only my step-
abused!bullied!readerXspain part 4~~~~~~~~~~~~spain povabused!bullied!readerXspain part 4 in Drama More Like This
I hear something mumble so quietly that I think I might have imagined it. My eyes open slowly as a pounding invades my head. I am lying on cold wet pavement. Odd. Since when did it start raining?
There is barely any light here and I am sure that I am alone. This is the thought that sends shivers down my spine. Where's ____? I remember that those puntas came here and that one of them hit me but after that.....where could they have taken her?
When everything swam back into focus, I had a major headache. It takes me a second to fully gain awareness and remember what happened. I survey my surroundings trying to find Toni. Its extremely dark, and very cold, but it looks like those assholes brought me to an old basement, with a dirt floor and stone walls...and a gate for a door?? What? Where am I???--
--A ghastly scream echoes from around the corner and I freeze to the spo
bullied!abused!readerXspain part 11ok just a heads up: this is the gore warning! you dont wanna read im not making yabullied!abused!readerXspain part 11 in Drama More Like This
My dreams are riddled with misery. Painted red. Poisoned by fear.
The room is coated red with fresh blood. There are screams floating down the hallway and I smile joyfully. This must be what heaven is like.
I sit in tight, rusty chains bolted to the puddles on the floor in a wedding dress that seems awfully clean for the room I'm in. muffled yells echo behind the walls and I can smell the hot iron of blood in the very air; it threatens to make me sick to no end.
Oh, I do hope that my beloved has kept the dress clean. I kick myself again for leaving her in such messy conditions. I'll make sure to keep the wedding chamber clean for tonight.
It's a shame that I will have to seek out a new bride after tomorrow. Why must all of my prey be so fragile?
I jump at the sound of a door opening somewhere and I turn to see someone familiar. "Lov
jelly beansRyan’s hands shook on the cold metal doorknob. On the other side of the door, he had no idea what condition he would find Nora in. All he knew was that he’d received a call from North Pine Hospital at two o’clock in the morning regarding a Miss Nora Anne Hartford, who’d been admitted earlier and who had him listed as his first point of contact.jelly beans in Scraps More Like This
He’d driven there half asleep, swerving back and forth on the dimly lit country roads. It was a miracle he hadn’t gotten into an accident and wound up in the hospital himself.
Now, taking a deep breath and clenching his teeth, he opened the door and let himself in. The room was small and white. Ryan frowned at the scent of antiseptic. God, he hated hospitals.
Nora was sitting up in bed in a hospital gown, her wrist up close to her face. Upon closer inspection, it appeared that she was trying to rip an I.V. out of her hand with her teeth.
“Nora! What are you doing?” Ryan asked, horrified.
pathological liarsI spin, spin,pathological liars in Free Verse More Like This
on ballet toes,
but my balance is impaired.
I stumble over my own grace
like god is trying to trip me up.
please give me an example
of something that makes me worthwhile.
tonight the roads are winding.
my head is lolling
as I battle myself to keep my eyes open,
and all I can think about is how
the radio stations play
the same goddamn songs
a hundred times in a row.
monotony always frustrates me.
maybe that’s why we didn’t last.
are all carbon copies.
my tattoos frightened you;
you claimed that anything so damaging
shouldn’t be so permanent.
i got them all removed last week.
my arms are bare of ink.
i cut my hair short, shorter than yours,
gave myself a black eye
just to pretend there was a story behind it.
you wouldn’t recognize me anymore,
and I’m so happy I could cry.
you changed your mind, changed your sheets,
changed the woman you loved
like flicking off a switch.
I changed the locks, changed my
Morpheus Hexi.Morpheus Hex in Free Verse More Like This
I am the moon walker,
the black coffee athlete
in the star-dotted evening gown.
I am young, but I feel old,
like an antique with
Sleep lives in my shadow,
a morphine caregiver
with gentle hands,
but I dare not fall into his arms.
There is a sad knowledge
in his eyes
that I do not trust.
You left me behind,
but my pillow still
smells like you,
and now my bed feels
like a fucking coffin
without you in it.
Nights like this
make me wonder
what it feels like to die.
It bothers me that
only the dead know,
and they refuse to share their secret.
One day I will find out
the truth for myself,
and that scares me.
Three a.m. teaches you
how to suffer quietly.
Sleep pulls on my sleeve
like a black-cloaked child.
He tells me everything will be alright
(but by morning, I know
he will be gone, and
I will be alone again).
disorder"mirror, mirror, on the walldisorder in Free Verse More Like This
who's the fairest of them all?"
i whispered to my doleful reflection,
but this was no fairy tale:
this was a small town on a cold, foggy night.
my skeleton was so beautiful
i wanted to showcase it,
give onlookers a glimpse of my impending
death through my very flesh.
i could picture myself, edges carved away
like a cored apple.
i just wanted to feel real.
everyone around me chewed and swallowed so easily
but i just gnawed on my lip until i
tasted blood, and let
a piece of myself die.
the flavor made my mouth water
as my stomach ground out hoarse
requests for expansion, for meaning.
i held nothing within but pathetic yearning,
hollow with self-hatred.
i could only feel affection with pain.
perfection became my obsession,
consuming me alive the way i would have
loved to consume anything at all.
some part of me believe i could be a super model,
and living my life on ambition and emptiness
was the way to do it.
every day i watched the little numbers
the heroin heroinehow can you save someonethe heroin heroine in Free Verse More Like This
with tattoos and track marks?
they called him Jesse
and I loved him, I loved him
too much for my own good.
he was a burnt-out angel
with weathered grandfather wings
and an aluminum halo.
"please," I begged, incessant,
"please, stop. you're better than this."
I wrestled with his addiction
as though it was my own,
destroyed syringes straight from
the crook of his elbows.
I always knew he had one true love,
and it sure wasn't me.
his arm was pale and thin
around my shoulders,
pale and thin in the masquerade lamplight,
where he pierced his veins
in belt-constricted solitude.
one night, as I paced
with his bent silver spoon
clutched in my palms,
he told me that he needed it,
oh God, he needed it.
he needed that one slow descent
into black oblivion, that one place
where nothing existed to hurt him.
for the first time,
I realized my place.
whenever he kissed me,
he thought not of my lips,
not of my tongue.
he thought of a cool chill,
immortal enemyi heard you whisperimmortal enemy in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
my name tonight; you're buried
eight miles away.
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The first thing you said to me
was "Open your eyes
You were a collection of
skinned knees and your
father's broken promises,
holding onto your fears
like miniature phantoms
clinging to the bit of skin beneath your eyes,
the indentations of muscle in your chest.
You taught me how to make
You taught me that every little
every pop of pain,
was God's design,
and if he was a painter,
you said I'd be the Mona Lisa.
You said I was a work of art.
You made big towering claims
like your hopes for San Francisco,
you piled me up like cities and skyscrapers
and buildings tourists flocked to
just to take a photograph,
capture a single memory.
When I broke my bones,
you laughed it off and said,
"People, we're just like
big versions of dolls,
snapping limbs and
cracking under pressure
the way anything does,"
and after getting pissed and
nursing my cast,
i gave up on trying to write about youthere are millions of poemsi gave up on trying to write about you in Free Verse More Like This
detailing the beauty of another’s eyes,
but your eyes, my love,
put all their cherry-picked words to shame.
ew, that verse is disgusting.
way too sappy.
I’m no good at love poems.
okay, hold on, let me
just start over.
you’re freaking excellent
shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
thou art more lovely and more temperate
i can’t take credit for that.
sonnets aren’t my style,
shakespeare beat me to the punch
four hundred some years ago.
uh, i mean, you’re funny
and really cute, like
i seriously love your eyes
because there’s meaning in there
and, and, you make me laugh.
you’re so hilarious.
and I have the drawing you gave me
two years ago, still hidden
folded up in my notebook.
plus, i mean, you’re everything to me.
no big deal, right,
considering the fact that we never
really speak anymore.
oh my god that doesn’t