Bones"There are good days and there are bad days," you would say to me as you would try and explain away why the whiskey bottle was empty again this morning, why you smelled like her and why you thought it was best to let me know what you had done. At least that way, you were absolved of the gift of lying; the one your bones were too light to lift and just couldn't take, by bestowing me with betrayal.Bones in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My mother would bring me an encouraging cup of tea in a giant pink mug instead of a cup and explain, "There are good days and there are bad days." Her eyes were always full of positive energy and strength and good will. I look back to those days and try and gain the strength she had in her bones from her words. I always fail.
They told me I had a disease within my bones. It started from the bottom of my knee and was moving upwards. Because that is what bones did. They broke from the inside out. "There will be good days and bad days," they warned me. I knew at that very point that it was going
Sea of Liesi.Sea of Lies in Free Verse More Like This
My father never read me the story of Icarus. I found it for myself. I suppose he did not want me to know what it was like to almost touch the stars. But it was only after I had read the story did I even try to reach so far. It is a little like falling in love...and then drowning in the sea.
(I would be lying if I said the fall didn't break everything I had once believed was solid.)
My science teacher knew well that I was a dreamer. When I told her I believed fairytales were as real as love is, I could see the disapproval and disappointment in her eyes. I suppose thats why in her classroom, when I was asked what the greatest force in the universe was, I answered love. I suppose thats why she laughed and reminded me that love was as much a fairytale as the fairytales I believed in.
(She was wrong. Love exists...its just been broken into a million little pieces, set afloat in a sea of heartbreak.)
My mother didn't want to speak about t
About Honour"Ever worried about what the world thought of you?"About Honour in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Nope. I only worry about what I think of me."
"What do you think about you?"
"That I am a broken-eyed, converse-reject-wearing wise ass."
"Really? And what do you call yourself?"
"I call me proud."
"What do you call yourself?"
"I am the grade school version of the heartbroken girl, who can't play the guitar so she strums a ukulele instead, who can't paint so she draws terrible pictures in graphite that keeps giving way."
"I see you doing it again. Put the fucking pen down right now and stop it."
"What? I was just writin-"
"You're cutting yourself to pieces with shark-toothed words again. Just because a sword is a beautiful, glittering object of honour doesn't mean it always has an honorable purpose."
"Do you really think I am a sword?"
"Nope. I think you're beautiful, glittering object of honour. And the thing with honour is, it makes the world turn to stare in awe."
FragmentsI call them fragments, the parts of me that were too exhausted to stay. He calls them flecks because I am a flake. I wish I was a flake. It sounds prettier than being a fragment. Flakes are like snow. Soothing, falling from the sky on the tip of his tongue that melt and disappear. Fragments are archeological findings of a scarred past we really should not remember.Fragments in Free Verse More Like This
I want to remember my scars. So I am a fragment.
I draw on my legs. When my skin dries out, I use my index finger as a pencil and draw what the clouds are trying to tell me. Sometimes it’s a dog, and sometimes it’s a bear and sometimes it is his face looking at me disapprovingly.
That is when I stop drawing.
At night, when the rain falls, I sit at the bay window and pretend to write stories whilst he pretends to sleep. “What are you writing?” he will ask in his asleep voice. “A funny story.” It is not. It is a pale, scary story, and it looks like my skin. “Were you dreamin
My Name is Hollow.Hello.My Name is Hollow. in Free Verse More Like This
My name is Hollow.
I live inside your soul.
Under the layers and layers of skin,
and tissue and muscle...
all the way down where nothing
and everything survives.
(I wish I knew before I trusted you
That lying is second nature to one
with as many regrets as you.)
My name is Hollow.
I live inside you now,
because you gave me the power
in all your virtuous belief
that the world was good
to survive your strength...
(I hoped to God you wouldn't
lie or steal or break what is already
a thousand pieces of a broken soul.)
My name is Hollow.
You let me in when sex
began to feel like an ache.
But the pain felt better than
dealing with the hurt
inside your head, your heart...
(This was always a world for those
that were harder than me
Strength is sometimes a very relative thing.)
My name is Hollow.
I am the jagged lines you draw
all along your skin,
your muscles, your bones...
The sharp edge of a knife,
the scarlet drops of remorse.
(Here's a question now for your
This is Not a Story about SuicideI am not here. These are not hospital walls. This is not a nurse who is speaking to me. That is not John unconscious, lying in a bed that faces due North, and that is not his mother trying to explain why his bed should always face North because he hates sleeping facing South.This is Not a Story about Suicide in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This is not happening.
I am not taking a deep breath. I am not walking down the sickly white corridors with their bleach scent. I am not buying this cup of coffee from a cafeteria lady who is working at an hour that is reserved only for intensive care patients. This is not the way back to what is not John’s room.
That is not his heart rate dropping, and I am not running out of the room, screaming for help. We are not being pushed out, that door does not have a red light that claims intensive care, it has not been all night.
That is not John’s doctor explaining how they were not able to pump his stomach completely and it is not John who flat lined. That is not an empty hospital bed. That is not his moth
Skinny Wordslook:Skinny Words in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
he was winterish blue eyes and an autumn scarf dressed in an stupid pink summer sweater that made no sense on a spring day. His shoes were converse, the kind of the skinny intellectual who had just enough money to buy one pair of decent shoes. she never really liked skinny intellectuals, yet did find herself considering them sometimes, in the way she considered coffee that was tongue scalding (horribly and without excuse).
it is odd then, that she still doesn't regret his monsoon flavoured kiss, the kind that made your tongue bleed with its passion, its heat.
he drew in uneasy catches of breath as he snored in the heat of the summer night, nights when she would stay up and listen to cars that passed by, pretending they were a waterfall instead of the cold harsh truth of metal against concrete, just so she could sleep as soundly as him.
she took his breathing for granted.
he spent hours lost in the dry unending silence of his typewriter, of h
Teaching Summer to BreatheSummer will always remind me of hot, sweltering nights spent drinking sangria, through the dripping fairy lights of your bedroom window. A sticky, starry sky looked back at us, the glow of the moon almost golden in the heat. Fourteen meant we weren't growing up fast enough and a liquor cabinet key seemed to hold the answer to that problem.Teaching Summer to Breathe in Emotional More Like This
You taught me how to drink that night.
(You also showed me how beautiful it was to just hold your breath till your head spins and reality seems like it is going to fade further and further away.)
Six summers ago I met a boy who liked to tell me how much like summer I was. He was big boned and thin skinned and the first time I told him he wasn't mine to keep, he left handprints on my skin that reminded you of a canvas covered in autumn leaves that you saw in New York. Then you proceeded to break every single window in his house (Yes, even the one in the attic he loved so much.)
You taught me how to smile through heartbreak that night.
Seventeen (In Phases)1.Seventeen (In Phases) in Emotional More Like This
It was because her parents had named her for the grandmother who had broken her mother’s heart. The grandmother whose heart was supposed to have melted from her birth and hadn’t.
That was why her mother barely looked at her. That was why she called her ‘girl’.
That was why she liked to pretend she was the quiet woman in the background of an old black and white movie. Because everything here was like an old black and white movie.
[And if she really looked back, her mother had never appreciated the elegance of the 1950s enough.]
It was because she hated surprises. The surprise she got on her sixth birthday when her father left taught her just how a single person had the ability of taking your soul, splitting it in two and wearing it on their breast pocket like a white carnation waiting to die.
That was why when she lifted a book, she looked at the last page first.
That was why her namelessness had become a comfort to her.
That was why sh
Another Language called EnglishI took your adjectives for granted. There was something about the way you skipped over your 's'es and gleaned over your 'i's and 'e's, that never really made me want to kiss you. You'd sit there with your languid fingers clutching a book that was half finished, and read me words that were completely mispronounced. It would prickle me under my skin and I would grit my teeth, wondering when you would stop. I would never understand the english language you thought you spoke, and your confidence in your own words annoyed me.Another Language called English in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was comical when you spoke in front of our friends. Your mistaken pronunciation of the word 'pronunciation' in particular made them giggle. I would stand in a corner, clutching a glass of rum and coke and cringe, flushing in second hand embarrassment. You would smile at me from across the room, and continue with your tangled tongue as though nothing was wrong.
I felt sorry for you. But not sorry enough when you took your favourite writing pen from my d
.when i look back at. in Free Verse More Like This
the past, she looks
right back at me
she points at the
future, glint in her eye
.we are one and the. in Free Verse More Like This
same, that old willow and
me, we stand tall with the
scars that life gave us -
with the names of lovers
carved deep in our limbs,
and old burns from my
.the sea spits. in Free Verse More Like This
me back onto
the shore -
the waves say
this is not the
right tide, the
.when we talk. in Free Verse More Like This
we use our words
you roll them out
and they land at my feet,
i either choose to throw
or choose to run
.throw my bones. in Free Verse More Like This
on the fire just
to warm up your
there and wonder
why you're always
.dead flies scatter. in Free Verse More Like This
the windowsill, their
bodies shrivelled and
dried by the sun
i mourn the spider,
hung with his own web
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i have danced
to the music of torture
i can forget the rest
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to think, that maybe the stars
are gazing at you
.sleep left him. in Free Verse More Like This
when he closed
his eyes he sailed
and every night
he threw himself
Different LanguagesPoisoned waters canDifferent Languages in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Be the sweetest and most clear
And rain clouds pure white
Personal GhostsWith your sparkling eyesPersonal Ghosts in Free Verse More Like This
And toothy grin
It can get rather difficult
To suppose you'd understand
So pardon me for not thinking
Of the skeletons hung up
Next to your yellow sundress
It can be easy to forget
That smiles are plastered on
So the cracks can't show
I'm UglyI know that I’m notI'm Ugly in Free Verse More Like This
I know that you know
That I know that I’m not
But I feel like it
Oh God, I feel like it
I know I’ve got clear eyes
And lovely hair
But when I look in mirrors
The imperfections scream
‘Till the tiny cracks
Become huge gaping holes
That I’m terrified you’ll see
I need to hear it
Tell me that I’m beautiful
InterstellarIt is hard to lookInterstellar in Free Verse More Like This
Within a person's soul
Without becoming friends
Old WesternsYou can dream inOld Westerns in Free Verse More Like This
Black and white
As long as you promise
To live in color
The Smallest VacationIt started on the longest dayThe Smallest Vacation in Free Verse More Like This
Of the year we were all still at home
And the temperature broke records
When at eight o’clock that evening
The sun was still hanging high
But the day felt already over
We swore we could reach the horizon
If only we could muster the strength
To get up out of the shade
As it was we settled for tracing
The edge of the sky with the tips of our fingers
Until our arms got tired
And we laid them back across our chests
But you put yours near mine
And our fingers entertwined
Get Back UpGet back up!Get Back Up in Free Verse More Like This
Up I say!
I know that you've been broken
That your heart has been torn out
You gave them all they asked
And they left you bloody
Mangled on the ground
Get back up
Do it now
I know that you can barely move
From where they dumped you
After telling you it wasn't good enough
Your life's work destroyed
By just their cruel words
Get back up
I know the lethargy is set
Just the thought of moving
Almost too painful to bear
But if you don't do it now
You probably won't ever
Get back up
Not for them
GhostI can't trust youGhost in Free Verse More Like This
if you've never fallen.
How can I know,
you'll get back up?
For HerYou're on my mind,For Her in Free Verse More Like This
Night and day.
I will get you,
I'll find a way.
I've seen your face,
Your beauty makes me stagger.
When I don't talk to you,
My heart was stabbed by a dagger.
Knowing you're far,
To far to see.
I question myself,
"Is she for me?"
She's miles away,
To far for me.
But talking to her,
Makes me happy.
I can't see her,
We can't even hug.
I'd praise her like a goddess,
She'd be my little love bug.
I'll say this.
I'll stay alone,
Till we share one kiss.
Broken LoveWords can never express,Broken Love in Free Verse More Like This
What feelings are true.
They'll never be able to say,
How much I miss you.
Is very tough.
My love for you,
Was never enough.
Love in a relationship,
It is a must.
Unfortunately for us,
We had no trust.
You'll never leave him,
That's always true.
But no matter what,
I'll always love you.
RainStarring out the window,Rain in Free Verse More Like This
It pours rain,
And never stops.
I remember that night,
Walking from the bus.
No one else,
It was just us.
Holding your hand,
Without a care.
I wouldn't dare.
As time passed,
The sky grew dark.
On the way home,
We swung by the park.
Fog rolled in,
The breeze went cold.
Keeping you warm,
You were in my hold.
We were wet.
Starring at each other,
Our eye met.
Seeing those eyes,
Is what I miss.
We got closer,
And finally kiss.
It felt perfect,
It felt right.
Until last night,
When we had a fight.
I yelled at you,
You yelled at me.
You said you were angry,
And never happy.
I remember it all,
All that pain.
Just from a memory,
That started with rain.
VowSlow and steady,Vow in Free Verse More Like This
It wins the race.
No need to rush,
We'll take a steady pace.
I'll be yours,
And you'll be mine.
We may be different,
But we'll be just fine.
I don't know why,
I don't know how.
So listen up,
I'll give you my vow.
Whenever you're sore,
Whenever you're sick.
I'll be by your side,
I won't be a dick.
While we were young,
While we were old.
I'll keep you warm,
You'll never be cold.
I love you then,
And I love you now.
I'll love you forever,
This I vow.
For HimI'm so cold,For Him in Free Verse More Like This
I'm very lonely.
Mouth to mouth,
Is all I could see.
He's with her,
And not with me.
Now I know,
It wasn't meant to be.
All this time,
I never knew.
You cheated for her,
And now we're through.
I wish and wish,
He was here,
And he would stay.
But instead I cry,
Whenever we speak,
It's always a fight.
I'm not surprised,
Look at me.
I'm ugly and stupid,
That's all they see.
They don't know me,
They never will.
Maybe for them,
I'll take those pills.
I'll be gone,
They won't care.
We both get what's good,
It seems completely fair.
All so quick,
I hear a voice.
Not giving me a choice.
If I die,
He'll come to an end.
He became my friend.
It's not what I like,
But he is still here.
He's still mine,
But not my dear.
A Poem For YouLaying in bed,A Poem For You in Free Verse More Like This
Insomnia starts again.
Book in hand,
Twirling my pen.
Steam shoots from my brain.
Eyes close shut,
I start feeling pain.
Background turns black,
Nothing in sight.
A door comes closer,
Pushing and pushing with my might.
I hear a voice,
It sounds familiar.
I turn to see,
You standing on a pillar.
A white smile.
I want to stay,
For a long while.
You float down,
Standing with him.
My sight grows dim.
You both disappear,
Nowhere in sight.
My heart keeps bouncing,
Struggling in this fight.
Why won't it stop?
What do I do?
Was it from you?
I'm under a spell.
I drop to my knees,
I feel weak,
Cold and alone,
My eyes start to leak.
Seeing you with him,
And not with me.
Seeing you smile,
And me without glee.
Suddenly I wake,
From one simple purr.
And without her.
Seeing my book,
I see this poem.
I'm in my dome.
I hear her voice,
I turn my head.
Thinking of YouI lay in bed,Thinking of You in Free Verse More Like This
With midnight chills.
Thinking of you,
Always gives me thrills.
Like how you smile wide,
Or how your eyes shine bright.
Being with you,
Makes the dark turn to light.
We'll keep each other warm,
Even through the cold.
We'll always be together,
As we start to grow old.
NightmareI drop to my knees,Nightmare in Free Verse More Like This
My shell surrounds me.
I'm trapped inside,
I cannot flee.
I feel insane.
I grab my chest,
And feel pain.
I grip my head,
The voices come out,
I'm surround by a crowd.
How'd they get in?
Why are they here?
What do they want?
I quiver in fear.
Their words aren't heard,
The words attack,
Cutting to my spleen.
I feel trapped,
Like I'm behind bars.
Darkness starts to awake.
The shadows wait,
Hoping I break.
Behind the shadows,
A voice yells.
From the chime of bells.
I feel a shake.
My eye open wide,
I finally awake.
I wanted to scream,
But I couldn't make a peep.
I sat with insomnia,
As every was asleep.
My heart had a pain,
One I couldn't bare.
I finally realize,
It was just a nightmare.
Old MemoriesCuddled into myself,Old Memories in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sitting on my bed.
A small dent,
Where you laid.
Seeing the memories,
They slowly fade.
Seeing your smile,
Seeing us together.
No matter the weather.
The loud thunder storms,
The cold winter nights.
Being with you,
Keeping you safe from fright.
Playing video games,
Letting you win,
To that story,
I say 'Fin'.
After months and months,
The times we fought.
The gifts I made,
But never bought.
No more sleep,
No more long nights.
Just empty hopes,
And lots of fights.
Playing our song,
Over and over.
My luck ran out,
Like a broken four-leaf clover.
I'm no longer happy,
I'm always down.
Once having a smile,
Turns into a frown.
Nights get longer,
Laying alone dying.
Wishing you were here,
As I sleep while crying.
Now and ForeverYou're finally mine,Now and Forever in Free Verse More Like This
Which makes me smile.
I never want to leave,
You'll be with me for awhile.
We always sit alone,
Against the wall.
Ignoring their messages,
Ignoring their calls.
From this point on,
You'll always be within my fingertips.
Only for you,
I'll always kiss your lips.
When I make you smile,
I makes me feel clever.
You'll always be mine,
Now and forever.
Do You Believe? ~ Seven (Jack Frost x Reader)"JAAAAAAACK!"Do You Believe? ~ Seven (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pink eyes widened and long eyelashes fluttered as the Tooth Fairy blinked once or twice, before her gaze shot over to the two teenagers soaring through the air, one screaming like a lunatic and the other seemingly amused by it all. A dainty hand massaged soft brows as Toothiana let out a small sigh, before glancing over at the silent chokes and the death symbol scattered above Sandy's head, for he had choked on his eggnog and was now spluttering and coughing in mute. Toothiana cringed and flew over to him and began to pat his back as Bunnymund let out a loud groan.
"Typical! Bloody Typical! He's never professional about anything! Always mucking about!" He exclaimed, throwing his hands up into the air, as a sign of his exasperation. North just chuckled and patted his belly. "Calm, Bunny! It is Christmas spirit! It bring out joy no matter what the situation." He laughed, before stroking his beard as he watched Jack land upon the globe and gently set you down next to him.
Do You Believe? ~ Eight (Jack Frost x Reader)Tick Tock.Do You Believe? ~ Eight (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The clock hands travelled around the face of the large clock on the wall. A flustered Jack and Bunny were now standing at opposite ends of the room, both emitting an aura filled with shame and embarrassment, both males naturally fearful and concerned for their well-being, their thoughts also similar by the fact that they had imagined scenarios of which all played out their deaths by your hands. Occasionally, they glanced at one another before quickly turning away, until…
Jack turned to face Bunnymund, a grimace settled upon his features. "She's going to kill us, isn't she?" He questioned the Pooka, of whom seemed to turn pale, even though his fur could not change colour.
"Um…Something along those lines, mate. Yeah." Bunnymund replied, gulping before glancing around, his eyes then flicking back to Jack.
"Okay, mate. I say we never speak of it again. And by no means should North ever find out…" Bunnymund's sentence fell into a whisper as his g
Do You Believe? ~ Five (Jack Frost x Reader)"Who on Earth are you? And if you don't take back what you just said, I'm going to punch your lights out."Do You Believe? ~ Five (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A few chuckles went around behind you as the boy held up his hands in mock surrender, laughing nervously. "Sorry, sorry. Didn't think you were so touchy about that bird's nest on your head." He commented which earned him a thump on the head. He yelped, his hands flying up to his head, for he hadn't expected an attack to come."I warned you." You stated simply, before releasing his jumper with a frown.
"Oh, she got'cha there, mate" A voice thick with an Australian accent, sounded and you turned towards the Easter Bunny with a small arch of her brow. "You know this rude git?" You questioned, and the Bunny chuckled. "Yeah, I know him. And you must too if you can see him."
That caused you to pause. "No. No way. That is not....You are not..." You muttered, your gaze turning back to the boy you had hit, a smirk now settled back onto his features, though he was still rubbing his head. "B
Do You Believe? ~ Three (Jack Frost x Reader)"Goodbye, nightmares!" Joe called as you shook the dream catcher out of the window, your soft locks falling across your face. Eva peeked up beneath your arm and giggled, before you drew your arm back inside and shut the window.Do You Believe? ~ Three (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright, you two! The nightmares are gone!" You grinned down at them as they jumped up and hugged you before looking up at you with large sparkling eyes. "Will you come and play in the snow with us?" Joe asked, Eva pulling her puppy-dog eyes. You let out a small sigh before nodding your head.
"I'll join you two later. I just want to relax this morning, okay?" You explained to them patting each of them on the head before steering them out of your room. "Right. Coats, gloves, boots, scarves and hats. Put 'em on and don't forget to brush your teeth!" At this the two children groaned but you had a card up you sleeve and added, "Well I guess the Tooth Fairy won't be happy with you, will she?" You questioned, causing them to gasp and rush off to get ready before they
Do you Believe? ~ Thirteen (Jack Frost x Reader)You rushed about the room, panicked excitement coursing through your veins as you fumbled through your clothes and pulled on the pair of thick woollen stockings, followed by the baggy trousers, similar to the pair North wore himself, darted at the waist and clenched at the ankles. Relishing the feeling of the soft material drifting across your legs had you skipping about the room, past the fireplace yet as you gaze caught onto your reflection, you stumbled back a few paces and went onto tiptoes so as to see more of your body in the mirror hung above the mantel piece. A cringe fell upon your features as you glanced down at the sapphire jumper covering your torso, you fingertips grazing the ice-hemmed article, your thumb tracing the trails of frost across the material; you had wanted to continue wearing Jack's jumper but alas, the azure blue clashed horrifically with your burgundy trousers. With a gentle sigh, you pulled it off above your head, throwing the now inside out jumper onto theDo you Believe? ~ Thirteen (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Do You Believe? ~ Ten (Jack Frost x Reader)Another scream echoed across the white snow, soon to be corrupted by darkness that seeped into its pure skin and polluted it, turning its glimmer and shine into a sea of ebony. Nightmares streamed across the snow, their hooves beating it savagely, sending clouds of snow into the air behind them as they stormed towards their target, saffron orbs set on the girl held in the arms of the newest Guardian, flying up towards the clouds.Do You Believe? ~ Ten (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Frost..." A voice echoed through the fearlings, the distaste in its tone clear as night and day. The boy's involvement was not something the bringer of fear appreciated, and he would not forgive the winter spirit for taking away his weapon. The shadow King slammed his fist into a pillar of his lair, watching the preparation for the battle to come through the eyes of his fearlings.
"That boy always gets in my way. But not this time. Kill him." He ordered in a hushed whisper through gritted teeth, his eyes closed as he observed Jack Frost hold the weapon in his
Do You Believe? ~ Eleven (Jack Frost x Reader)A loud shriek broke the fierce gaze between gold and rose pink as, Pitch tore his eyes from the fairy writhing in the chocking grip around her neck. In shock, the Nightmare King almost released the fairy, his brow furrowing as he watched the scene before him play out. Ice blue eyes raised their vision upwards towards the stormed sky, widening in astonishment. Jack's jaw dropped and he pushed himself onto his feet, groaning as his chest started to ache. His gaze darted back and forth as he looked skyward, before he finalised his decision and shot up like a fired arrow, towards Pitch and Toothiana, deciding that the human girl darting about the sky, swinging a giant sword, now upside down...could really take care of herself.Do You Believe? ~ Eleven (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You would have hated to disagree, but you really thought that little bit of help could've done some good. But it wasn't something your mind dwindled on, as your right leg shot forward again and then pulled you down into a tight spin, mimicking a screwdriver. You scre
Do You Believe? ~ Nine (Jack Frost x Reader)"JACK?!”Do You Believe? ~ Nine (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Guardian of Fun chuckled and lifted a non-existent hat to you, as you both continued to fall. Your eyes were wide, half filled with tears as you stared at him, jaw hanging.
“I’m glad the others told me to fly out with you. We lost sight of you once you went out of that window~” Jack chuckled, before in a split second his eyebrows shot up and he grabbed your arm, pulling you smack-bang into his chest. You let out a small shriek, surprised by this movement, as your fall came to a sudden halt, for Jack had decided it’d be best not to continue with the descend, especially after catching glimpses of the treacherously sharp ice formations waiting beneath them.
“Not as deep as I thought it’d be…” He muttered, referring to the cavern before glancing at you as you were staring at the large blade of ice Jack had pulled you away from. Had you continued falling, there was no doubt that you’d be like a piece of meat on a keba
Do You Believe? ~ Two (Jack Frost x Reader)"(y/n)! (y/n)!"Do You Believe? ~ Two (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A sharp voice woke you from your slumber and you opened your eyes slowly and unwillingly. You came face to face with none other than your little brother and sister. They were twins, obviously not identical, though the expressions they wore were similar; both with tears streaming down their cheeks and runny noses.
"(y/n)…" Your sister, Eva, mumbled looking at you with watery eyes. "We both had a nightmare…" She explained, as you glanced toward your alarm clock.
"Alright you, two. Come on up here." You said sweetly, helping Eva onto your bed while Joe, your little brother clambered up by himself. Both of them snuggled up on either side of you, as you made room for your siblings on your single bed.
"Okay, you see that dream catcher I have up there?" You questioned, pointing up towards the sewn web of softly coloured string, with beads and feathers dangling from it. They both nodded as you hoisted yourself onto your elbows and then touched each of their fo
Do You Believe? ~ Four (Jack Frost x Reader)"Jack Frost...?"Do You Believe? ~ Four (Jack Frost x Reader) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Boogeyman chuckled before his eyes narrowed as he glared at the empty space, when suddenly he was thrown backwards, tumbling into the snow with a yelp of pain, his lack of concentration on you ending up in the sand dispersing. You fell and hit the snow hard, the cold soaking into you dressing gown and pyjamas quickly.
You shivered, and groaned, your back aching from the sharp impact and by this time, the Boogeyman had recovered himself and was on his feet once more, grinning madly. "Oh? Can she not see you, Jack?" He asked the air next to you, and you felt the atmosphere bristle, somehow. "She fell straight through you." The Boogeyman continued harshly. "You couldn't even catch her, let alone soften her fall, could you?"
You sat up, a frown painted onto your features as you glanced at Eva and Joe among the crowd of children on the other side of the green. You gave the Boogeyman a quick glance before scrambling onto your feet and rushing towards them. The Boogeyman
VanityA crimson dress so tight,Vanity in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes surrounded by black.
High heels to show off the legs,
And perfume to intoxicate.
The mirror shows beauty,
But the other side shows vanity.
Her sweet outside drips silky lies,
Covering her vain.
She’ll extract your happiness,
But you’ll love her still,
Even if she can’t love you back,
For her heart is already taken,
By her own self.
DrowningI'm underwater,Drowning in Free Verse More Like This
Drowning in a sea of gossip.
I'm gasping for air,
As the waves of hate drag me down.
Compared to this large sea.
Compared to its strength.
I keep sinking to the bottom,
And the light gets farther away.
But as long as there is a light,
The fight isn't over.
Summer DaysBoring summer days,Summer Days in Free Verse More Like This
Drifting by so quickly.
The summer storms,
Numbing my mind.
Causing my hair to frizz and become distasteful.
These summer days,
Spent inside with a book and computer.
These summer days,
Texting and calling you.
These summer days,
Wishing for them to last a little bit longer.
Wishing for a summer love,
For a summer friendship.
Wishing for a summer memory,
One that will never fade.
I just sit at home and smile,
Flipping through my book,
These summer days will come and go,
And I will do the same.
Blue Sweater BoyBlue sweater boy,Blue Sweater Boy in Free Verse More Like This
The world gleaming in your eyes.
Your hair slicked back,
So the green in your eyes shows.
Tell me blue sweater boy,
What’s in the future?
Stars melting into the sea,
Waves crashing into the chaos.
Blue sweater boy,
Crying in the corner.
Did they laugh at you again?
Blue sweater boy,
Where did your sweater go?
All nice and folded,
Next to your wrangled body.
Now you wear fake skin,
As your sweaters gets eaten away,
By the maggots that consume your life.
A Meal to RememberTasty and delicious,A Meal to Remember in Free Verse More Like This
My senses melt at the taste.
Sweet sensations multiplying in my mouth,
Intoxicating and addictive.
Liquid running down my mouth,
I let it fall down and stain my pure white dress.
The dark room is only illuminated by the flames of candles,
The air is heavy yet delightful.
I smile at each rich bite,
Only wishing you could have a taste.
With each bite my meal disappears,
And despair sets in.
You were a wonderful meal while you lasted,
Yet it seems you’re all gone.
Your crimson blood has been drunk,
Your meat has been devoured.
Your body and soul,
Will always be mine.
HalloweenLead me down the street,Halloween in Free Verse More Like This
With just a dead flashlight in hand.
Knock upon a house,
And ask for sweets.
A moan that echoes,
Screams that send shivers into your heart.
Let’s get some candy,
Or play some tricks.
Let’s light up the pumpkins,
And dress up as someone new.
Let’s have a scare tonight,
For in the morning,
I’ll no longer be with you.
ForgetMemories once burned into my mind,Forget in Free Verse More Like This
Seep away each minute.
Smiles I held dear,
Turn into the frowns I despised.
I don’t remember the beginning,
And I don’t care to know the end.
I try to remember a face,
Yet the more I struggle,
The harder it becomes.
I’m losing myself with every second,
Becoming someone strange and frightful.
I’d rather trash myself now,
So I never forget,
The person who stares back at me in the mirror.
So I never forget,
My friends and family.
So I never forget,
The hardships I went through.
So I never forget,
What makes me,
ChangeTired of complaining,Change in Free Verse More Like This
Tired of wishing for something to change.
Sick of the depression,
Sick of the hopelessness.
Be the change you want to see,
Take the actions to change.
Life is harsh,
Life is unforgiving,
But you can still fight.
Struggle until you win,
Struggle until you lose.
But don’t sit and wait,
Don’t lie down and complain.
Change until you can no longer complain.
DivorceScreams that echo through the hallways,Divorce in Free Verse More Like This
And accusations that fly into the air.
You never even cared she said,
I’ve found someone better.
The sound of bags packing,
And that man calling you nonstop.
It’s over now honey,
So don’t be upset,
It was never meant to be.
Gossip that leaves its trail in my mind,
And hurtful words that still travel faster than I can handle.
Don’t trust him,
Don’t trust her.
I don’t want you to think you’re in the middle,
You said as you whispered poison about the other.
I don’t want you to think you have to choose,
You said as you pointed to your door.
I don’t want you to cry,
You said as you slammed my feelings.
I don’t want you to leave me you said,
As I complied without a word.
UniqueIt’s the same wherever you go,Unique in Free Verse More Like This
It’s the people that change.
The same conversations run out their mouths,
But the mouths are different and the language strange.
Gossip about an outsider fills up their mind and drains through their mouth,
But their minds are as simple and destructive as the next.
The jokes become jaded,
The personalities the same.
Friendship has become boring,
When everyone seems the same,
Yet I keep searching,
For a friend with a mind I’ve never seen.
Pleaseclose my eyes please let me bePlease in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let me soar let me be free
The choice is mine no matter what you plea.
Please promise you will forgive me
Close your mind let me go
I love you please always know
Hold me back, please no.
Promise you will move on with the show.
Close my life I know it was great
There was much too bad on my plate.
It may be a cruel twist of fate
But promise me please, I you will not hate
HimHimHim in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You notice his hair that black and gray
maybe its odd for his age per say
but it makes him unique in so many ways
Your eyes then fall to his; They dance
the more you look the more you fall into a trance
swirling colors, green, brown and blue, an amazing expanse
You aren't even caught until you see that smile
its a smile that could bring you through any trial
a dimple and a crinkle of the eye has got you beguiled
You hear his voice so sweet, calming, just right
when he sings your heart is full of delight
His voice make things in life turn so bright
You know his laugh it makes you want to join in
its a sweeter sound than the symphony's violin
its the best sound that has ever been
This is him the one who makes my life worth while
kind words and actions are the best with in the mile
its the hair, the laugh, the eyes but best of all that smile.
SummerSummerSummer in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sun kissed days just a swinging
Loving be out side just a singing
Song in my heart just for you
Hoping you'd be singing the song too
Happy as ever as a girl could be
Swinging on under the birch tree
These are the days worth living for
Waiting and wanting many more
Loving the days of the sun
Enjoying the summer love fun
MaybeMaybeMaybe in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Maybe I couldn't
Maybe you wouldn't
Maybe cause of you
Maybe I had too
Maybe I hoped wrong
Maybe you aren't singing my song
Maybe I thought you were true
Maybe love only grew and grew
Maybe I didn't
Maybe you shouldn't
Maybe you did and feel blue
I know that I didn't want you too.
LiesI used to think I was beautifulLies in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But it was just a bunch of bull
I used to think I was fine the way I am
But it was just a big scam
I used think I had at least pretty eyes
But it was just a white lie
I used to think my smile was great
But it was just more lies of hate
Im just not that pretty I guess
But I must be a big old mess.
Need youWhen I need youNeed you in Free Verse More Like This
You aren't there
When I need you
You don't want to hear
When I need you
You get so mad
When I need you
You might as well say too bad.
Forget meGo head forget meForget me in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's fine it's okay
I don't matter anyway
Go head let me be
I don't mind being alone
I'll be alright just fine
Go just leave me behind
I don't mind being unknown
You will just move on
It's nothing new to me
Left is what I am to be
You will go and then be gone.
No fear my dearI'm drowning in my own tearsNo fear my dear in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Falling down in my fears
I am alone and I am afraid
Just as lost as the other day
I don't know where to go
I just fake a smile no one will know
I lose everyday this silly fight
But giving up my life I have no right
I will keep walking and have no fear
I will stay just so for you my dear.
Giving inMy eyes have cried too many tearsGiving in in Free Verse More Like This
My heart has faced too many fears
I try to keep the smile on my lips
I try to keep the swing in my hips
I try to be okay in the daylight
I try and try as hard as I might
My eyes close in defeat
My heart no longer will beat
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 8Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 8 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 8 - He's back
You and Jack enter your room through your window, no sign that your mothers noticed, she's probably engrossed watching a program on the new TV, you walk over your phone and check the time.
You chuckle, turning round and showing Jack, He chuckled also.
"Exactly ten 'o clock, i'm surprised" he smiled, and leaned on his staff.
"I promised didn't i?"
You smiled, you put your phone down and turned towards Jack again.
"Why did you take me? you seem really close to Jamie, why didn't you take him?"
Jack's smile died down a little, only showing a faint smile now.
"Well, Jamie's just a kid, i wouldn't want to bore him with something like that, whereas, your a teenager, like me, i thought you might like and appreciate it more, and besides" he gestures with his staff towards the paintings on the wall "You seem like your fond of art, did you paint these?"
You wandered over to a painting that you painted just before you left, it was of your old house, you traced
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 6Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 6 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 6: These Feelings...
Making sure the front door was shut, you make your way to the living room, where your mother was, she had a distressed look on her face, she looked up and saw you and it immediately ceased, and was replaced with a smile.
"Thanks for coming home, i know you were with your friends bu-"
"Mom, it's fine, i wanted to come home, besides, you need the help"
You gesture towards the nuts and bolts on the floor, all mixed up. Your mother wasn't a very good when it came to building things, that's where your father came in, but he wasn't home so, it was your turn.
You noticed a white piece of paper next to your mothers foot, you walked over to it and picked it up, making sure to avoid the nuts and bolts, that's all you need, jabbing one right into your foot.
You opened it up, and started to read.
After a few seconds, you looked up at your mother, who was standing there with her arms crossed looking at you as if to say Well?
"Seems pretty simple, but we need to g
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 3Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 3 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 3 - Jack Frost?!
You nearly didn't answer because you were lost in his icy blue gaze, you snapped out of it and nodded "Yes, I can see you"
Jacks face lit up, it looked like he was going to glomp you at any second.
Jack looked at Jamie who was beaming "S-she can see me!" Jamie smiled and nodded, before you knew it, Jack started jumping around and did a back flip, he acted like he just won the lottery, which made you giggle.
Once Jack had calmed down, he turned to look at you, "My names Jack, Jack Frost"
You smiled "So I've heard, My names ________,________ ______"
Jack smiled "Nice name" you chuckled
"I should be telling you that"
Jack smirked at you, but before he could say anything else, You heard the sound of little feet running in your direction "Jwack!" you heard, you saw Jack kneel down and embrace Sophie in his arms.
"Hey Squirt!, Enjoying the snow?"
She pulled back "Yes!, Fwank you so much!"
Jack smiled "That's okay kiddo, why don't you go carry on playing in the snow?
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 10Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 10 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 10 - Spring dream
It was dark, completely dark, you had your knees to your chest, could hear voices whispering around you, mostly Jacks and your parents.
I will never love you...
You disgust me...
Your a disgrace to the family...
You covered your ears, trying to block the voices out, eyes shut tight hoping they will go away, but it was no use.
It was a nightmare. you would have to wait until you wake up, that is, if you were going wake up.
Pitch had control of your mind, he can stop the nightmare when he chooses, but you doubt it will end anytime soon.
You know that this is just a nightmare, but the words Jack and your parents are saying are still hurting you.
What if this is what Jack really thinks about you?
No, no, he wouldn't think about you like that, would he?
You couldn't take it anymore, you stand up, uncover your ears, and open your eyes, pitch standing before you, smirking.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Pitch didn't move, still smirking at you, silver-orange orbs looking at yo
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 2Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 2 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 2 - The snowball fight
While you were walking, you realised you still had your phone in your pocket, you took it out out and put your earphones in, pressing play the sound off your favorite song played in your ears, not to loud though.
You saw some tree's ahead of you, you decided to do some target practice, you picked up a handful of snow a formed it into a ball, you aimed for the tree in the middle and threw, it landed perfectly in the middle of the tree.
"Bullseye" You smirked, but it faded when you realised you were alone, with nobody to play with, luckily that changed.
"Hello?" You heard a young boy call, you turned round to see a boy a a few years younger than you, he had brown hair and warm brown eyes.
"Hello" You replied and smiled.
"What are you doing here all alone? nobody should be alone on a snow day!" he smiled and you could see a gap in his teeth from where he lost a tooth.
You smiled back "I just moved here, my parents told me i could go play in the snow and look
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 1Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 1 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 1 - A new home.
_________,__________, Wake up...
You heard the sound of your mother calling you, as you slowly slipped back into consciousness, the sound got louder, You opened your eyes and light invaded them instantly, you cringed, you blinked a few times as your eyes adjusted to the scene.
Through the windscreen in front of you, you could see a white blanket of snow covering the pathways, you smiled in delight, all the tiredness out of your body had disappeared.
"Don't worry I'm up!" You called to your mother who was unloading the moving Truck with your Father.
You Had Just traveled from (Town name), all the way to Burgess, You had to drive all the way to the airport, which took about 20 minutes, get on a plane, which took 3 hours, and drive to your new home, which took an hour.
You had to get up at 5 A.M, which was why you were so tired, but now you were wide awake after finding out it had snowed.
You opened your car door and jumped out, you turned back around to see your p
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 7Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 7 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 7 - The Surprise
You admire the view below you, savoring every moment, like its your last, it's not every day you fly with the one and only Jack Frost, twice, over your hometown of Burgess.
You turn to look at Jack, he's focusing forward, but he must have noticed you looking at him because he turns his head towards you.
"So what's this thing you want to show me?" he chuckles
"Eager to know?" it's your turn to chuckle.
"Something like that" he smiles and looks forward again, his icy blue orbs looking down for something below, he seems to spot it, but you cant really see it.
"Well, were nearly there now, close your eyes, snowflake"
"It's a surprise, now close them, no peeking" you smile slightly at his stubbornness and close your eyes, you now had to rely on Jack being the eyes of both of you.
he seems to slow down and come to a halt, you then start to feel yourself descending, but it stops after a few seconds, your feet haven't come into contact with the ground which mean
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 9Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 9 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 9 - Nightmare
Note: I have added the nightmare sequence, people who have already read this chapter re-read! Also I want to thank legendoffullmetal for giving me some helpful advice!
You watch as Jack flies away and into the sky, getting smaller and smaller, until you cant see him anymore, you wipe the tears from both of your eyes before walking over to your bed and getting in the covers, leaving the window open just in case he comes back.
I hope he'll be alright... You think as you close your eyes and let your mind wander as you fall asleep.
You wake up, to only see darkness, no light, just complete and utter darkness which makes the knot in your stomach get tighter. You get up, and start walking forward, hostile toward your surroundings.
"(Name)...." You hear a familiar voice call.
"Jack?" You reply, walking in the direction from where you heard Jack's voice
"(Name)..." You hear again, but its not Jacks voice, it's your mothers, coming from the same direction Jack's voice c
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 5Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 5 in Romance More Like This
You were awoken by someone knocking at your door and opening it
"Time to get up ________"
It was your mother, you picked up your phone from your bedside table and saw that the time was 9:30 A.M, you rolled your eyes.
Couldn't your mother just let you sleep in until 10?
Then you remembered
You smiled and quickly did your morning routine, got changed and went downstairs, not forgetting your phone as you shut the door.
As soon as you shut your door the smell of (fave Breakfast) wafted from the kitchen, you smiled and went downstairs, you loved (fave Breakfast), once you reached the kitchen you saw your father and mother were already sitting at the table eating.
"Morning" you yawned and sat down at the table tucking into your (Fave Breakfast)
"Morning Honey" your father said after he had finished taking a sip of his coffee "How did you sleep?"
"Great!" you replied with your mouth full, you swallowed and carried on eating.
"Well, i better be off, don't want to be late on
Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 11Not Just A Myth - Jack Frost x Reader Chapter 11 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 11 - Are you ticklish?
You see Jack's Ice blue eyes flutter open as he props himself onto his left arm. He doesn't notice you at first, looking at the space where you were once sleeping and panic crosses his face. His eyes search the room and eventually meet yours. You see the relief in his eyes as you chuckle, walking over to the edge of your bed and sitting on it.
"Morning sleepyhead, mind telling me what your doing here?" Jack chuckled, stretching and getting of the bed.
"Well" He replied while walking around the bed towards you "This is gonna take a while, mind baring with me?" He sat down next to you, looking down for a moment and then back up at you. His winter-pine scent not going unnoticed.
"Go ahead." You replied, smiling. Jack sighed.
"Well, it all started like this..."
Jack explained to you about when he got to the pole, North had been told my Man in the moon that Pitch had returned and he was stronger than ever. On that note Jack, worried, came back to see if you we
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,How to Insult Poetically in Free Verse More Like This
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
A World of BloodA World of Blood:A World of Blood in Free Verse More Like This
The spirits whisper on a chilling wind
As the blood continues to flow.
I can hear the demons screaming within
As the darkness continues to grow...
Humankind will always be foolish;
Rash decisions are an instinctive need.
But how could they have forgotten our ways;
Tradition is lost to greed...
The zealous will kill the innocent again
As the greedy play out a game of chess.
A book of gods becomes a creed;
It is a ragged shell at best...
My sisters die in the tens of hundreds
And innocent girls are slaughtered like swine.
I'm afraid that in this dying world;
The God of Blood shall dine...
The blind shall follow in his burning steps;
They will see within him a flame and fire.
And he knows that the hearts of passionate men
Are easily laced with glorious desire...
In dreams he calls and grants them strength
He sends his 'angels' to enchant the night.
He turns the blind into seeing creatures
And robs them of the light...
But it is h
Lie to MeThere are those who stare into the water's edge.Lie to Me in Free Verse More Like This
Gleaming eyes fixed upon their reflections.
I am beautiful! they say to themselves,
And all of you must accept that as true!
To say otherwise would be a social suicide.
Their friends will defend them to the bitterest end.
In a circle of illusions cast by the group,
You are forced to accept this person as 'pretty'.
To me you are not beautiful, you are simply lazy.
You have done nothing for yourself,
And now you wish me to accept you?
But I must tell you the truth.
And though that truth may wound you,
I believe it is for the best:
Because girl, dayum! You just look so bad that my eyes are cryin' YOU a river.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 11th August 2013
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
Painted SkinPainted Skin:Painted Skin in Free Verse More Like This
He smiles at you, as you enter the office;
Wearing eyeliner made of contempt and disdain.
His cheap cologne invades your nostrils immediately
And you quickly suppress a cough.
"Yes, yes, indeed we have to review this...er, many things are involved."
His face is powdered with a layer of self-importance;
Lips reddened by the polite harshness he spews.
His forked tongue flickers as he prattles on
And you're really getting quite tired.
"Oh I'm sorry! Of course, of course I understand; but my way is much better!"
You're getting really bored now, so you take a look around the room.
The expectation is to see it bedecked with acolades;
Yet bare walls, cold and empty, are all that greets you.
"Are you listening to me, I'm telling you why this isn't good enough. LISTEN TO ME!"
You take a look at the cup of coffee you were offered,
Cheap and lukewarm; you narrow your eyes.
"Is there a problem? I'm being honest, this is for YOUR OWN GOOD!"
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
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
I Can't Devour You, Not YetI Can't Devour You, Not Yet:I Can't Devour You, Not Yet in Free Verse More Like This
I long to taste the sweetness of your flesh,
To roll your meat between my tongue and teeth.
So many times have I come - so close -
To taking that first bite from your neck.
Yet, there is something about you,
A scent perhaps or a sickly sap.
It turns bitter upon my tongue,
Poisoning it; I am left unable to eat...
Much like the caterpillar, covered in spines,
Each bite would spew only bitter venom -
Numbing my senses and dulling the mind;
It would leave me naught but a gormless wreck!
Even so, despite me knowing of the repugnant taste,
I am drawn toward you, like a moth to the flame.
May my wings crumble in the heart of the fire -
& body be turned to dust and ash...
If only for the chance to feast once more!
Ah, my dear - I will have you.
& on that day it will be so sweet.
But for now - I'm afraid that -
I must leave this as a mere - tantalizing - fantasy...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 12th December 2012
This is for the Average ArtistIt is painful at times,This is for the Average Artist in Free Verse More Like This
Seeing those born with skill and talent.
They paint such beautiful things, using the barest of material.
Entire worlds are spun at their fingertips, all from a dot of paint.
I think sometimes, of how nice it must be,
To be able to capture such beauty, within the borders of a page.
To spin a tale from but the smallest of phrases,
To create a fantastic adventure from a mundane experience.
It is painful indeed at times. When I am seated in this room,
Surrounded by the dull hum of failure and regret,
I ask myself, with eyes burning in the mirror,
Am I finally ready to give it all up?
'No!' I say
I will not let it end this way!
Not without a fight, not until I know that I am utterly broken.
The good lord may have blessed you with talent my friend,
He has given you everything that I could have ever desired...
But there is one thing that I have earned;
One little gift that remains my own.
You would not know of it,
Since you have never felt it,
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Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha