Afraid of Monsters"What if he eats my legs?” A five year old Jack peers over the edge of his bed, trembling hard enough to make the mattress shake.Afraid of Monsters in Short Stories More Like This
Jackie exhales and looks across the room at her twin brother. She’s told him millions upon millions of times not to keep her awake when she’s trying to sleep. Her eyes squint at the nightlight her brother has plugged into the outlet between their beds, casting elongated shadows on the ceiling of their room that remind him of the monster.
Jackie whispers into the dark, “Put your legs to your chest then.”
“But I can’t sleep like that,” Jack whines, “It makes my legs funny!”
“You gots to sleep!”
Jack slowly sits up in bed, clinging to his baby blanket. “I-I can't. I can't here.”
“I can't sleep with your nightlight!” With a huff, Jackie throws her blankets off her body, stomps hard across the floor, and yanks the nightlight straight
My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 6 EndNovember 14th, 2008My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 6 End in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It started off innocent enough, didn't it?
She doesn't look at me. She won't make eye contact and she holds her breath and glares when I walk past her. It's like she's a different person. Or even like she's pretending to be a different person, so I'll stop trying to approach her and apologize.
And yet it ends so badly.
Nikki and I still talk. We talk because we only have each other to talk to about this. No one else knows what happened, and we won't tell. Casey won't either. I know she won't. She never liked drama, just like Nikki and I don't. The "trio of epicness" doesn't promote drama, and it's for the best.
But even now as I sit stiffly beside Nikki in class and we talk at a whisper, my mind is racing and clawing, and screeching loudly in confusion as I try to push all the feelings back. All the feelings I have for her need to be pushed aside for now, but they won't budge. They sit like heavy weights at the back of my skull and they know they aren't going
My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 1January 3rd, 2008My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Are you happy?" I ask her. My face is pressed to my knees as we sit on the brick wall at the back of the school, and I can feel her shift a little at my side. I lift my head and look down at her.
She tilts her head and smiles up at me like I'm an old friend of hers. "Of course I am, you goof."
No, I want to tell her, No you're not. How can you be? I feel sick, dizzy, and like the world's going to crumble beneath us as I smile back and say, "Good." My heart is caught in my throat, and I try my hardest to swallow it, but it won't go back down.
- - -
August 29th, 2007
I met her today in my American Literature class. I don't think I've ever met anyone like her before. She's in my Spanish class and Biology class. My lunch period too.
She thinks I'm funny. And she likes my hair.
September 12th, 2007
She always laughs at my jokes, my stupid words and reasons, my bad metaphors, and my goofy laugh. That's what I am; I'm her gia
My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 4October 6th, 2008My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Casey and I have been going out for a little more than two weeks now. I can honestly say that I haven't felt this happy in months. No, I haven't felt this amazing in months. Throughout my entire summer I felt so sick, but now . . . now I can really say that it's gone.
It's okay that I can't be with Nikki. It's fine, it really is. If she's happy with Drake then I'm happy too. We get to be friends, and it's okay. And if for some reason, I wake up one day, and we're suddenly not friends anymore . . .
Then I guess that's okay too.
"You really have this thing for spacing out, you know that?"
I blink a couple times and look down at the direction the voice came from. Casey stands there with her head tilted to the side, hands on her hips, just smiling up at me.
"Do I really?"
"You really do, sir."
I wag my head and laugh. "You space out too."
"Yeah, but not as much as you, so ha."
"Yeah? Well," I pause and raise an eyebrow, "you're really short."
Casey pouts and
My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 3May 17th, 2008My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What if we hadn't met? I know I probably shouldn't think about it, but it's so hard not to. If we hadn't met would I even feel this way? This sinking, claustrophobic sensation that presses down against my chesta feeling that's so agonizing and numbing and just unbearable?
Or that other feeling. Whenever her skin happens to brush against mine and my body warms up to her touch. Or when I visualize us kissing . . . or just hugging . . . or holding hands. I wish we could. I do. I really do. But we can't.
The first feeling hurts, the second feeling I don't mind. Not at all.
And then that feeling whenever I see her boyfriend. I can't stand it.
It's so ugly. Just how jealous I can be.
But I won't tell her. I will not ever tell Nikki I'm jealous of Drake. I'm going to keep smiling and I'll keep reassuring her that everything is okay, and that nothing is wrong because there just isn't anything wrong. Nothing's wrong.
Everything's fine. Eve
The Art of FallingWhy did Jackie have a bad feeling about this? She was only eight years old, but there was a lot ticking inside that brain of hers. That alone would petrify a lot of people in the future, and somehow, just somehow the little eight year-old girl knew that, and because she knew, it probably infatuated her young mind even more.The Art of Falling in Short Stories More Like This
"You should really get down from there. Seriously. I mean it, Jack."
Jack's gawky legs dangled from the tree a good five feet or so off the ground. He was awkward, mostly because he was scrawny and tall for his age. And despite being awkward, he was actually quite adventurous too, as long as there wasn't any water involvedhe was terrified of any water that was at least a foot deep ever since Jackie had pushed him into a pool at his cousin's birthday party when they were six. That was two years ago and he still had trouble forgetting all the water rushing into his mouth, and how disgusting the chlorine tasted on his tongue, and how it stung his gr
My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 5November 9th, 2008My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I don't think any of us will turn out okay if I go through with this. I know we won't. None of us will. Not every ending is a happy one. And dear god this is not going to end well, I just know it, and that's reason enough for me not to breathe. Whenever I do, I feel that my ribs are too smalltoo fragile, like a baby bird's wingsand will crack if I inhale too much air. Or if I eat I might burst, even though my stomach is completely empty.
"Sweetie," my mom's voice is so soft, "I'm really worried about you. You were doing so well, but now you're back to" She eyes my uncomfortable position on the floor of my closet. "this."
This. Back to this. This is all too familiar and I hate it.
"You've been so quiet."
Make this leave, for god's sake. For my sake, not his.
"Is this about Nikki?"
You're killing me. Please don't. Do not.
"You really care about her . . . and she really cares about you too." I can
All I'll Do is Burn Up - NikNackIt’s been half an hour after school has let out, and we’re still here in the theater, but I don’t mind it. Not if I’m with her.All I'll Do is Burn Up - NikNack in Short Stories More Like This
“Hey, does this flower look like a flower?”
“Hmm?” I look over in her direction, wishing that I had been watching her paint instead of reciting my lines to myself.
“I think I might need to add a lighter blue to the petals.”
“What’re you talking about?” I walk across the theater’s stage and look at the background she’s brought to life.
“It looks . . . flat.” She stands to her feet and looks up at me, green and blue paint smeared across one of her freckled cheeks.
I feel myself grin like an idiot and just stare at the painting in awe. The green vines swirl together and all of the petals are flourished. “No, no . . . it just looks so . . . Nikki.”
“So Nikki?” She giggles a little.
BreatheNothing is lucid in his headBreathe in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as he lies down in this bed.
His mind cant interpret
what is going on.
Everything hurts; everythings wrong.
Its getting hard to see.
Now he waits, begins to wheeze.
Everythings dark, hes pleading please.
Its not enough for him to breathe.
Mangled insides churn within.
He clutches his chest, heaving in.
Hes surprised that hes still breathing.
His breath is rugged, his eyes shut, serving
as his sheathing.
Everythings been caught and strung.
Everythings gone horribly numb.
His breathings began to settle,
but the liquid escaping his insides . . .
it keeps flowing; it continues to mettle.
went out like a light.
But it is his body
that continues to fight.
InsomniacJust how much does it hurt to die?Insomniac in Short Stories More Like This
Finn lies on the opposite end of his bed so he can stare up at the ceiling with bloodshot eyes. This is the fourth night he's gone without sleep and if it continues he's well on his way to becoming an insomniache can feel it.
He sees dainty people and images prancing around in the cold ceiling as headlights of passing cars seep through the curtains of his window. The lights of the little people hide in the edgy craters of his ceiling, and bodiless voices fill his heavy head. He's found it harder to sleep on an empty stomach and a mind brimming with so many thoughts. But even though his stomach growls so violently and seems to close in on itself, he doesn't get up from his bed to get a snack. He knows anything he eats won't stay down for long even with his massive appetite.
A sharp pain in his abdomen rolls him over to the cool region of his bed for what seems to be the hundredth time this hour. Perspiration collects on his forehead and he gropes
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Buck x Rachel
I woke up in a lot of pain, but that the feeling of love, pleasure, and happiness covered that pain. I had never felt better than this, even with the pain. I smiled against the furry chest of my lover and sighed deeply.
"Ya had fun?" Buck asked, startling me. I smiled as I looked up with a nod, "Yup, I sure did!" He smiled. I giggled and hugged his middle. I let my mind wander to last night as I fell back to sleep. I was exhausted even still I think it was the light from outside that woke me heheh, whatever!
During that week, we treated each other differently. Nothing too harsh, but we still were acting differently now that we were considering each other as lovers. Buck would sometimes give me kisses as I was reading a book from my time. Then he'd ask what I was reading and I'd tell him, "Something!" With a smile, and he'd laugh and walk away shaking his head.
But we seriously needed to be more careful. I should've re
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Buck x Rachel
Buck stared at me. "Ben Wilson?" I nodded. "That was a nickname I gave you in my fantasies y'know, like Buck the Weasel Ben Wilson is perfect!" Buck nodded. "I can see where you're coming from " I smiled. He nodded again. "Aye, I like it!" I pointed a finger at him. "No Ben, you can't say 'Aye' anymore you have to speak like an American with good grammar " He opened his mouth to say something, closed it, tried again, and then huffed. "Fine I can imitate you!"
So Buck came with me to school that following Monday as Ben Wilson, with a pass to learn. My parents paid for him and everything. My mother seemed very happy to. "It is my pleasure " She said with a smile. I have many theories about that but I'll leave that topic alone as we focus on school.
Upon walking up the several flights of steps to the third floor, we got no end of weird looks. Buck seemed a little nervous as he gripped my han
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Buck x Rachel
They seemed like the loudest footsteps in the hallway and I felt myself shudder when I heard his voice call out to me, "Rachel!" I looked up at the principal, Mr. Gloff. He had an expression of both anger and confusion. But he also seemed to be thinking of what to say next. But that moment ended the moment my head turned in his direction along with everyone else's head.
I felt myself shrink in Buck's arms a little as he walked through the crowd, forward to us. Buck's grip tightened the closer he got, but Buck was still careful not to hurt me. Mr. G shook his head, "How is this even possible?" I smiled and laughed a little. "It's like I always say to everyone~ Magic!" Mr. G gave me a disbelieving look, "But magic just it doesn't exist!" I glared at him, "Yes! It does look at ME and tell me that magic doesn't exist! Go on then! I DARE you!"
He glared back at me. I was no longer in Buck's grip as
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Buck x Rachel
I woke up in the same position I had fallen asleep in. I was the first to wake up, I noticed, and I nearly burst out laughing as I stared at Sid's position: on his side, one leg in the air, left thumb in his mouth and head hanging off of the rock he had chosen to sleep on during the night. It was truly a funny sight!
I carefully lifted myself Buck, who thankfully didn't wake up, and headed a little way off till I got to a pool of water that, when I tested it, felt great very warm. So, smiling blissfully, I took off my foot cuffs and dipped my feet in the water.
I sighed happily as the warmness filled my body. It was perfect! But the heavenly feeling would've continued if a certain voice hadn't interrupted it, "Havin' fun?" I jumped, huffed, and turned angrily to Buck, "You just had to ruin the moment, didn't ya?" He laughed and joined me, placing his feet in the water, next to mine. He sighed, "Aye, feels nice " I gru
Love, Loss, and Despair-6The next morning Jojo woke up at 6:00A.M. to walk up to his favorite place: the observatory. It had always been his place to just be who he was, and it helped him straighten out problems in his life. however, this visit wa to write a song tributing his dad. The thought of Ned never actually hearing his song made his heart sink a bit. Jojo sucked it up, and starting to trudge up to the hill. Once he hopped inot the bucket and unfolded the umbrella, Jojo placed the small stone onto the massive boulders to get gravity to push him upwards. Once out of the bucket, Jojo sat on his red unicycle and held onto the largerubber band that held him to the swing. As soon as he heard the band start to stretch farther than the board, he pulled the trigger to thrust himself upward with a Boing! The air around him was cold, but rapidly warming up as the day grew. Once back on ground, Jojo uproached his doorstep and went into the observatory itself.Love, Loss, and Despair-6 in Fan Fiction More Like This
- - - - - - - - - - - -
Later at the funeral itself, Jo
Love, Loss, and Despair 18*Click*Love, Loss, and Despair 18 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jojo heard the door lock into place in the darkness of his room. He sighed in relief and slid his hand off the knob. Now he needed to check the window too, just in case. He glided over to the bright glass window with the moonlight shining through it menacingly.
*Click* Jojo tried t lift the window after it hand been locked, but it was shut tightly. He dropped his shoulders and sighed again.
"Now I can get some sleep! I'm dying of exhaustion..." Jojo rubbed his eyes and headed for his bed. He stopped abruptly and spun around towards the closet, remembering Nelly's words about hiding there in case Ned still got into his room.
"Oh man! I can't believe I almost forgot that part! Whew!" Jojo flew through the room and dove into the closet, shutting the door swiftly behind him. Once it was closed, he hunkered down in the blackness and started to drift back to sleep at last.
'Only two more hours, and this will be over...two Hours...' His thoughts echoed in his head before he was o
One Thing Leads to Another-6"I want to make sure that Jojo ne-"One Thing Leads to Another-6 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Amy interrupted her mom with her sudden motion of bending forward and throwing up. There wasn't much mess on the floor by her feet, but it caught Barbera's attention the second it happened. Amy looked up alarmed at herself, but didn't think she was sick. What was wrong then?
"Amy!! Are you alright?!" Her mother was horrified by her sudden sickness overdrive. She bent down next to her daughter and placed her hands on Amy's shoulders.
"I don't know! I just suddenly felt weird a moment ago, and now this!" Jojo was shocked too, and so was his dad. Both guys said nothing but exchanged glances worrying about the poor girl. Ned got up and walked over to the kitchen for a towel, and Jojo just stood up.
"Come on, Amy. We're going to the hospital," Barbera lifted Amy off of the couch and started heading for the door. The hospital was only a block away, so they could walk. Amy didn't seem to be experiencing anything else, just threw up that one time so far.
Halloween Version 2.0 - 09Savannah plopped down on the concrete steps by Symphony Hall, releasing a sigh, and looked at the boy next to her. It was her boyfriend, Blaine, laying back against the side railing and eating a brown sugar Poptart; his black bangs brushed over his eyes, trailing to the right side of his face which matched the long black cloak draped over his shoulders. His shirt was plain red, overlapping the belt loops of his dark grey skinny jeans, and lastly his brightly colored skater shoes covered his feet with short white socks. He swished his hair off of his eyes and returned her gaze with a smile as he sat up more, holding his left arm out. Savannah leaned closer and settled into his arm, hugging him as well.Halloween Version 2.0 - 09 in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm tired today," she mumbled after adjusting her top hat. She was dressed as the Mad Hatter at the moment considering she loved that almost as much as her boyfriend and heard him laugh quietly.
"You're always tired, Savannah," Blaine replied, taking another bite fro
The little Misfit CH.2Chapter 1: The budding warrior.The little Misfit CH.2 in Short Stories More Like This
The trip was hard on the young boy. The constant rocking of this giant canoe had made him dizzy. By the next morning they had arrived at the pale man's village. "Come little one." The giant man in black armor said. The boy followed seeing as he really had no other choice.
Even though the boy was scared, he was greatly relieved to be on solid ground once again. The man occasionally gave what must have been orders to his fellow villagers as he led him to wherever they were going. The boy marveled at how strong the pale man's language sounded compared to his own. How would he ever learn to understand the words was a question that plagued his mind until they came to a sudden halt.
"Welcome to my home," the giant man said to the boy. When Arngeir looked at the boy and saw confusion he continued, "I know you don't understand what I am saying but you will in time. You are to be of great use to use one day and I will train you to be the best raider yet. This is
HHAW Twin Voices Ch.7 Chapter VIIHHAW Twin Voices Ch.7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Twin Voices
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Finally, slowly, the sobs began to subside and the pain in her heart also let up a little.
She rubbed her eyes, but as soon as she’d lowered her hand more tears took the place of the ones she’d wiped away. She rubbed furiously at her eyes until they stung. She grabbed the hem of her apron and bunched it up, burying her face into the linen. She waited for the tears to stop fully and for the hiccups and sobs to get under her control again.
Alice then lifted her head from the now crumpled and dampened apron. She hurt all over, her throat and chest was sore, her eyes raw and her head was pounding. She was getting a cramp in her back, and her legs were going numb from having sat there unmoving for so long.
Placing her hands on the cold stone ground, she pushed herself up off the cobblestone floor. Standing awkwardly, she took a moment to keep her balance before starting on her way again.
The evening was growing late and she had to eat and get
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Nan Sharpe, shot up form the chair, almost knocking it, shock widening her tired eyes.
“To hell with it, I need her help... I just hope she’ll listen...Im going to need all the help I can get to do what i need to do.”
‘A-Alice, stop it! That’s not funny child!’ Nans’ voice shook a bit.
‘Have you ever known to make a joke, Nan... Please, listen it’s not what you think. Dr. Bumby deserved it, he.. he was – the things he was doing Nan! I had to stop him’
‘Alice... Do you realise how this sounds?!’
‘I know. I know Nan, but I need you to believe me, Angus Bumby was a bad man. He was selling his patients to slavery and the whore houses!’ Alice couldn’t help it, it all just began to spill out.
“This isn’t at all how I planned on telling her.”
‘Alice, you’re tired. Just go to sleep. Please!’ Nan placed her hands on Alice’ shoulders and pu
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Alice sighed, feeling a release in her soul. She was free... at last.
Free of Dr. Bumbys’ control over her mind. She held her head high, breathing in free air as she walked down the streets of London, leaving behind Moorgate train station and the monster that had just perished there. Her mind was sharp and more in control then it had been in such a long time.
She would have to be careful not to get found out by the law. If she couldn’t cover her tracks of the Doctors “death”, they’d be sure to lock her up for life.
She’ll really have to stay on her toes now.
“I’m sure they’re looking any reason to throw me back into the Asylum and this would give them the perfect opportunity. Perhaps, I’d acted too rashly...” at the back of her mind were faint traces of regret. She could see the headlines now, if they found her out: “Mad woman murdurs caring doctor.” ‘No!’ she said aloud.
Jak Tanis SheetName: Jak TanisJak Tanis Sheet in Profiles More Like This
Race/Species: Half Echani, Half Human
Place of Birth: Alderaaan
Current Age: 20
Weight: 190 lbs
Appearance: Thin muscular physique, White hair and blue eyes as is common with Echani, Long straight hair down his neck stopping at shoulder level,
Clothing: Jedi Adventurer robes given to him by his father. http://www.cosplayisland.co.uk/files/costumes/1530/44676/Jediadventurerobe.jpg
Force Specialty: Telekinesis, Force Push. force speed, Force Jump, and force healing
Lighstaber Forms: Jak was trained in Soresu with some knowledge of Ataru
Equipment: Armband - A PDA type device that wraps around the wrist acting as a communications device also functions as a mini computer and Research Scanner
Lightsaber: Jak's father passed on the knowledge of Lightsaber construction to his son when he reached the age of 18 and was allowed by his father to construct his own lighsaber from parts his father gathered in preparation for his son's
Darth Troy SheetName: Mohi'ti'tonaDarth Troy Sheet in Profiles More Like This
Nickname/Alias: Darth Troy
Place of Birth: Csilla
Current Age: 16
Height: 5.9 feet
Weight: 160 pounds
Appearance: Blue skin with long black hair and red eyes, a scar across his left eye
Clothing: common Sith Apprentice robes with a hood,
Force Specialty: Telekinetics
Lightsaber forms: Shii-Cho, Shien
Lightsaber: A standard mass produced Sith Lightsaber
Other weapons: A Vibroknife he has carried since his departure from Csilla
Occupation: Sith Apprentice
Personality: Calculating, Ruthless, and dedicated to the Sith cause and The Darkside, He is always calm and speaks softly. He is a survivalist to the core and believes every time he kills his chances of survival go up. In combat he is Savage and operates on instinct and his training he acts as a predator striking when his prey is least suspicious.
Biography: Born under the name Mohi'ti'tona, Tona was born on this Chiss homeworld Csilla, but was not a member of any of the ruling familie
Jarold - ProfileName: Jarold DePraeJarold - Profile in Profiles More Like This
Class: Monster Hunter
Weight: 179 lbs
Height: 6'0 ft
Hair: Long and unkempt
Eyes: elvish red
Birthday: October 9th
Physical Description: Jarold is lean but muscular man having had his body honed and trained, He bears the scars of his career as a monster hunter mostly in the form of claw marks and bites on certain parts of his body. His hair is long and wild having never brushed it in his life. He bears semi pointed ears one of the most noticeable sings that he is a Half-Elf the other being the hereditary blood red color of his eyes. He wears armor crafted by the elder of the Sect where he was trained, the armor is skillfully crafted and ordained with protective runes. His clothes are the normal garbs of a noble he also bears a necklace once worn by his Elven mother. reminders of his split heritage.
Personality: Jarold adheres to a strict code of ethics that comes from his split heritage.
The healing point Chapter 2The healing point Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I saw signs, I saw flashing lights blind my eyes but all I kept looking at was this girl's smile. Then we pulled into a cute little restaurant. She looked at me and sighed "I don't really feel like going to that party so is it okay if we just grab something to eat here?" "Yah that's fine but I don't have any money on me" I said trying to no let her know I didn't have money at-all never mind on me. "No problem my dad knows's the owner so we can get food for free" she replied getting out of the car. I followed.
We got inside and the waiter greeted us and brought us to a table for two and handed us menu's I opened it up and read all the choices there were burgers, chicken fingers, macaroni, sandwiches, nacho's and many other similar foods. "Wow, I didn't expect a girl like you to eat at a place like this don't you guys get like fish eggs" I said with my eyes wide open she put her menu down an raised her eye-
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Breathe. In one way out the other, do not take the razor one more time understand? Yah I didn't think I even understood myself because then I reached for the razor to make one final slit. I never ever knew when it'd be the last one, huh some people may think meaning when I'd finally get help but I mean when I'll go so deep it'll be over. Then Sophia came in my room in her princess costume "Hello there Todd!'' I smiled and hid the razor "Todd? Why did you just call me Todd?" I asked. Then she twirled around in circles with her wand and said "Because today you're Todd the frog! And I am the beautiful princess that turns you into Prince Jackson!" I laughed in surprise ''Oh okay! Well Princess Sophia is the most beautiful princess I've ever seen!" She then looked at me and opened her jaw wide then put her warm hands to her cheeks "No!! Me and Princesses Jamie!" She said not forgetting about are Sister Ja
.::.Within yourself.::. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let the stars guide you
Back away from the Dark
Your worst foes
Are the closest friends you have
Theyll do anything
To hold you back
Die in the end
Darling, my DarlingWhy can't I just kill them all?Darling, my Darling in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Avoid all of this trouble.
Get this over with.
We don't need this to double
Up the oppression.
Give me a gun
Give me a rifle
Let me end
This non-ending cycle.
Stop the depression.
Darling, my darling...
Give me the power to end
all of this repetition.
Darling, my darling...
End my sadness
End this sorrow
Make the moon shine
for me tomorrow
End my anger
End my rage
Finish this play,
In this non-ending stage
Darling, my darling...
To My SisterYou dress like a Disney Princess,To My Sister in Free Verse More Like This
And play with pretty dolls;
Your laughter warms our hearts,
Your smile lifts our souls.
You stumble when you walk,
And you can’t say my name;
You dance to invisible music,
Everyone says we’re the same.
You have curly blonde hair,
And big brown eyes;
A smiling flower of a face,
And chubby baby thighs.
You will grow to be big,
And you will change;
You’ll learn the world’s scary,
As much as it is strange.
If I could give you one tip,
And know that you’d follow it,
It’d be: be who you are,
Live like there’s no tomorrow.
Don’t strive for beauty,
Don’t live for lies;
Find beauty in living and
Keep putting beauty into
Other people’s lives.
It Isn't BeautifulI used to cut myself.It Isn't Beautiful in Free Verse More Like This
Some of the marks faded,
But some stayed
And now I’m forever jaded.
People have kissed my scars,
Others have turned away
But here is what I have to say;
It isn’t beautiful.
When it hurts to walk
Because your thighs are bleeding,
When you can’t talk
About the help you’re needing;
It isn’t beautiful.
When it’s boiling outside
But you have to wear sleeves
Because of your bloody little
It isn’t beautiful.
When your friends
Are scared of you,
Of the things you do;
It isn’t beautiful.
When you feel so worthless,
So down and out,
Used up and empty,
And all you do is shout
But nobody hears,
Because you silence it
It isn’t beautiful.
When they find out
And you see how much,
How deeply they care
And they hate themselves
For not being aware;
It isn’t beautiful.
When they take it away,
And monitor you
And you’re itching all over,
Desperate for it,
For one last hit