Unified FeelingsWe all have unified feelingsUnified Feelings in Free Verse More Like This
Whenever one cries, we cry the same
though we do not notice it
but we do, indeed, cry.
Once I cried for a reason
but then felt another tear
just drop right beside my shoulder
as the pair of arms wrapped around me.
Then I feel the feeling of a person
that has the same feeling and what I am feeling
and I ponder in my mind very quietly
if there is ever someone that doesn't feel the same together.
This light I want to showI want to show you thisThis light I want to show in Free Verse More Like This
from a candle, a match and whatever.
But I want to show you that it's everywhere.
You may feel dark but it's not that.
It's only that you can see the dark
because there are lights that guide you
to find this darkness you see.
And what happens
when I got no light to show you?
Well check for yourself
you will realize you are the light.
Mist and BlurPixel by pixelMist and Blur in Free Verse More Like This
bit by bit
your face begins to blur
until it is unrecognizable
drop by drop
turning around slowly
you face begins to be covered
by a white snow mist.
Now every time
I try to use my brain cells
I can't seem to just
Get rid of the blur and mist.
Is it gone?
I ask myself
but I know it isn't gone
but it's just blurred forever.
My heart... it reactsMy heart, it reactsMy heart... it reacts in Free Verse More Like This
When you get closer, itkeepsbeatinglikeamadman.
When I see you smile, i t g e t s w i d e j u s t l i k e t h e l a k e
When I try talk to you, It j st sk ps a be t.
When you try to talk to me, MY HEART BEATS LOUD AS A SAXOPHONE
When I see you cry, it - just - beats - slowly - as - a - turt - le.
When I see you leave, it
My heart, it reacts
Whatever you do, whenever I see you.
CaramelOn the day when Christ was bornCaramel in Free Verse More Like This
I was woken up by a girl I knew
shouting that we should go to church
cause we would get something cool if we go.
Dragged mercilessly by her
I was put into a seat just next to her
and was greeted by that priest
who was nice to everyone.
He thanked us that we could come
and told us to close our eyes
cause he had something to give out
and gave us a handful of sweets.
I looked at the sweets and was awed.
Lollipops, nougats, chocolates and milk caramels
all wrapped in different colored foils
rose red, leaf green, aqua blue and snowy white.
While I was distracted by the colors
the girl nudged me and asked why I wasn't eating them
I replied that I couldn't eat them
cause I was too full and was saving it for later.
Now it was time to pray.
I closed my eyes slowly
with sweets in my pocket, gathered my hands
and asked god for forgiveness.
I pleaded mercy because I lied
I wasn't full, nor even eat breakfast.
I couldn't eat them because
they were just too beautiful
Lessons of a Boy - Chatper 1. Everyone is RightSo these events happened continuously during my whole life, no joke. This issue had been going on and on forever so I might as well would call it the "Universal Problem" or "Global Issue" but whatever. So I can already guess that everyone had an argument before.Lessons of a Boy - Chatper 1. Everyone is Right in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So whatever it is, everyone's gotta have conflicts with everyone basically. No matter how much your friends if awesome or your family is caring, it's inevitable to avoid a conversation that has at least one disagreement to each other. I mean even if you don't feel that tension of a conflict, you will eventually feel that something is not right with you and this is one point I like to say here.
Whenever you strike an argument, people mostly stand on their own sides that THEY think it's right. The maxim "Put yourself in my shoes" isn't there as a decoration to make people sound smart and stuff. It's really what makes the conflict draw closer with more tension. It is our nature to be in need for what we want since greed is somethi
Lessons of a Boy - Chapter 0. Numbers start with 0It always comes to me that when a child was told to "Count the numbers until ten" they would start from number one. But I never did that. You see, when I was a child I was graded on these things and when I was given the question to count till 10, I started with a 0. Of course, to my surprise my teachers said it was wrong. But what's the difference. Sure, it is quite correct to start counting from number 1 but it's wrong for you to count from 0? I beg the differ.Lessons of a Boy - Chapter 0. Numbers start with 0 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You see, even though 0 can mean nothing, it is the number of the true start. When you start thinking of a story, you start from scratch, nothing, nada. You don't really start thinking up of a story with just one idea that was planned ahead. Those ideas come from nothing really, unless you count imagination as one thing.
Say you start to stack up your allowances one by one. Do you start with 10 dollars in your hand? No, you don't actually, you start with no money but then you'll begin to get more money. Having 10 dollars in your
Seeing worldThe world we see hereSeeing world in Free Verse More Like This
Fake as it can be
and as fragile as glass.
The world we dream here
Pinch me once or twice
but you can still feel it there
We would love to go
to the world we see
but the world we dream
is far too real
Wouldn't it be really fun
if we could just fall down
to the world that could be seen
and stay there for a day or two?
Candles (English Ver.)What is the use of one candle.Candles (English Ver.) in Free Verse More Like This
Even though it looks really dull
it can emit the bright light
In the world full of cold black darkness
But what happens when you light one candle
Underneath a lamplight?
As you can see, its light will be over shun
and it will look as dull as ever.
My inner thoughtsWhat am I doing hereMy inner thoughts in Short Stories More Like This
Here, in this world. I don't feel that I belong here. I'd rather be good being dead than being alive.
'Don't say that. You talk as if you lived your life till the end.'
I know but that's what I feel like right now. I feel like I have this condition of that
'Then why don't you call for help?'
How, I've already caused enough trouble with my friends. I don't want to cause them more harm.
'You don't know that. They can help you.'
What if they don't? Then I'll be just some crazy insane guy.
'You're not insane'
Yes I am, in fact if you think about it you don't even exist here. I'm talking to no one but the positive facto of myself.
'That's true but you should know that this counterpart is the reason why you push on'
Well I don't think I can push anymore.
'You pushed until now. I don't see a reason why you can't'
Well, the thing is I'm all out of reasons to push anymore.
You know the reason why.
'Well yes but that was your first time'
I know, and I
Batman/Superman: Gods of Business Part 1: NumbersGotham International Airport. A flight from Metropolis is exiting into the terminal and among them is Clark Kent and Lois Lane.Batman/Superman: Gods of Business Part 1: Numbers in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lois: Come on, Smallville, move it.
Clark: Look, Lois, I'm glad that you got me and Cat our jobs back at the Planet....
Lois: You have NO idea how hard I had to fight Edge on that....
Clark: But I don't know why you asked me to come along with you to this business meeting.
Lois: Look, Smallville,I don't want to be here either. Bruce Wayne, who owns a minority share in GBS, has suspiscions about the books. Instead of going himself, Edge has decided to be rude and send me, the news producer, instead. Besides, it's Gotham; while I'm going over figures with Wayne and his pitbulls, you can find a news story.
Clark: What about that city doesn't end up on the news?
Lois: Exactly, Clark; so keep an eye out.
They grab their luggage from baggage claim and head out. Outside waiting for them is a limo. Standing with the chauffer, a middle aged man with silver hair and a s
Young Justice: Resurrection PrologueTHE WATCHTOWERYoung Justice: Resurrection Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gamma Squad returned from their mission and approached the nexus of computers where Superboy and Miss Martian were standing. Superboy turned to face them.
Robin aka Tim Drake, Lagoon Boy aka La'Gann, Static aka Virgil Hawkins, Blue Beetle aka Jaimie Reyes and Impulse aka Bart Allen looked at each other, looking incredibly embarrassed. Robin, being the leader of the squad, sighed. "Parasite escaped."
"Yeah, and kicked our butts. It was so mode!" whined Impulse.
"Well we should have gotten better intel," grumbled La'Gann, who was still sore at the fact his ex had gotten back with her old boyfriend.
"To be fair, I shouldn't have overcharged him," said Static.
"Ya think?" retorted Blue Beetle.
If you did, we wouldn't have lost the Parasite! The Scarab said snarkily to his host.
"If only Nightwing was here..." began Robin.
"Well he isn't!" growled Superboy. "We know he is still suffering from what happened!" He then when quiet. "When we lost Wally." He sighed
Nightwing/Robin: Boys' Day OutSam is sitting in his room, sighing. He pets Barkley while doing his homework.Nightwing/Robin: Boys' Day Out in Short Stories More Like This
Sam: *sigh* Wish Joey didn't have to go to Central City to show their police how the new WayneTech forensic lab equipment.
Sam: I know, I know Bruce also sent him to work with the Flash again....
Alfred: (off panel) Man has poor eating etiquette
Sam turns to see Alfred
Sam: Oh, hey Alfred. Just doing the homework you gave me.
Alfred: Indeed, you made a calculative error on question three
Sam: Huh? *looks* OH! *corrects it* Is it dinner yet? Or is something going on?
Alfred: Everything is in order, nothing to worry about
Sam: Is that all?
Alfred: Is something the matter, lad?
Sam: With Joey out of town...I feel like I'm a fifth wheel or something....
Alfred: Well you are a young boy sir
Sam: I can't stand it. Everyone else has something to do...and I don't.
Alfred: I'm assuming you're talking about something more exciting than math?
Alfred: Did Master Damian "train" you today?
Batman: Angel of Death Part IMARTHA WAYNE FREE CLINICBatman: Angel of Death Part I in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
GOTHAM'S EAST END
"Well, Doctor Kane, it's nice of you to help us get more of these patients looked at," said Dr. Leslie Thompkins. The silver haired middle aged woman looked at the young man as he wrapped the wrist of a child.
"Well, Bruce kinda forced me to come down here to check on things." said Joseph Kane as he finished the bandage. He turned to the child, "Now I want you to rest this wrist for a few days. Nothing intensive, do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor Kane," said the kid as he ran off to meet up with his mom in the lobby.
Joseph turned to Leslie, "Bruce sent me to talk to you about the medication issues."
Leslie nodded, "In my office." They went into her office and Leslie invited Joseph to sit. Both knew their mutual benefactor's secret life, and both knew what was going on is important.
"I don't oversee Wayne Pharmaceuticals, Leslie, so I don't know why I was sent."
"You know, Joseph, that Bruce wants this to be discreet."
"But these deaths, Leslie
Batman/Green Arrow: Crossfire Chapter 1Joseph Kane sat in the Batcave, sending data to Batman, who was driving in the Batmobile.Batman/Green Arrow: Crossfire Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The burn patterns on the victims suggest that Firefly is doing his work up close and personal for once. And unlike Gotham PD I was able to reconstruct their fingerprints digitally, sending you addresses."
Batman looked at the list, "Targeting the rich who live in New Babylon Towers I see...he's hunting them down and then dumping them in the East End."
"New Babylon Towers huh? What happened to the old one?"
"Destroyed by those living in it when the Clench hit."
Batman nodded, "How is Nightwing?"
Joseph looked over to where Alfred was fussing over Nightwing's injuries from taking on Firefly. Joseph's little brother Sam and Damian Wayne were watching as Alfred was trying to make Nightwing sit still. "He'd be better if he would," Joseph raised his voice a bit "SIT DOWN and let Alfred do his thing."
"Good. I'll remain on patrol for now. Batman, out." Batman cut off the comm and Joseph turned awa
You Only Have So MuchHer fingers are dirty,You Only Have So Much in Free Verse More Like This
Her hair tangled.
She's a mess, some would say.
But at least her heart is pure.
His wrists covered in scars,
His stomach roaring with hunger.
He's damaged, some would say.
But at least his love is whole.
Her breathing is heavy,
And her skin is pale.
She's dying, some would say.
But at least she knows how to live.
At least a woman without a house
Knows how to make a home.
Hand her a loaf of bread,
And she won't devour it,
Because she knows how to treasure
The beauty in life.
At least a boy without a smile
Knows how to hold on,
Longer than someone who's never fallen,
And never dared to learn
How to fly.
At least a girl in the mobile chair
Knows how to capture a moment,
Because she can't quite be sure
How many moments really are
At least someone with so little
Because when you have so much...
You only have so little.
A letter to my watchersSmiling through your pain,A letter to my watchers in Free Verse More Like This
Till the wounds stop bleeding.
Running through your clouds
Once the sky stops raining.
Never saying never,
Going faster, stronger, better
Even when the
Raindrops seem to fall down forever.
Till the birds start to sing, and
Happiness overwhelms you,
And a smile takes over your face
Now and eternally.
Surviving through the pain,
Until the wounds stopped bleeding.
It never seemed it would end,
Crying, screaming, dying...
Indeed it did, it
Even when the raindrops would never end.
It's Not Polite To Lie.Hush, sweetie,It's Not Polite To Lie. in Free Verse More Like This
Do not let their judgments define you.
Do not let their hatred construct you.
Do not let their words build you.
Do not let your sorrow swallow you.
Do not let your pain devour you.
Do not let your loneliness change you.
Stop telling yourself lies,
Stop screaming in a whisper that you're
Inside and out.
Stop telling yourself that you're
Stop telling yourself that you're
It's not polite to lie.
Daddy Doesn't RememberDaddy doesn't remember me.Daddy Doesn't Remember in Free Verse More Like This
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In the year 1975,
Back when he was fifteen.
He still thinks his mom is alive.
He still thinks he's going to get beaten
For not being home.
And he still doesn't
Daddy doesn't remember me.
Daddy doesn't remember Mommy.
Daddy doesn't remember my sisters.
Daddy doesn't remember his life.
In his past.
"Daddy," I cry
Tears filling my eyes.
And after a while
After he lies there, lifeless
For over a half hour..
He wakes up.
"What happened?" He asks.
Daddy didn't remember me.
Daddy didn't remember Mommy.
Daddy didn't remember my sisters.
But Daddy doesn't remember that.
Dear Daddy, I hate you.Dad,Dear Daddy, I hate you. in Free Verse More Like This
There's something I want you to know,
Because, hey dad..
I'm not stupid.
I know you're not going to be here
Something I wanted to say..
I hate you.
I hate how you've been there for me.
I hate how you made me who I am today.
I hate how you've always inspired me,
And I hate how you've been the best father anyone could ask for.
I hate how I know you enough to know exactly what you're going to say.
I hate how you know me the same way.
I hate how you love your family more than anything.
I hate how you've been strong just so we don't feel weak,
And I hate how you never gave up on us.
On your family.
On your daughters.
I hate knowing that it's going to be
I'm going to miss you, Dad.
... Daddy, I'm going to miss you.
And I hate you for that.
Hello Darling.Hello darling.Hello Darling. in Free Verse More Like This
I see you're hiding behind long sleeves.
I can see you trying to cover up your "ugly side" with gemstones and lace, with pretty clothes and make up.
But, hello darling.
You can show me.
I see you're pushing away your dinner.
I can see you thrusting fingers down your throat into the sink, trying to hide your secret with laughter and smiles.
But, hello dear.
You can show me.
I see you're hiding behind these precious things that the others care so much about.
I see you're upset with who you are, in fear that who you are might upset others.
I see you're broken, and I see, you're outspoken. You're lost and confused.
I see you're trying to hide something.
But, hello honey,
You can show me.
Because I don't care what they say about you.
I won't listen.
Daddy, Daddy.Daddy, daddy! Come play with me.Daddy, Daddy. in Free Verse More Like This
I'll be the princess filled with glee.
You'll be the king, you'll reign over the sea.
Daddy, daddy, come play with me!
Daddy, daddy! Let's play a game
I'll grow up and like magic, i'll change
Into somebody so odd and so strange
Daddy, Daddy. Let's play a game.
Dad, hey dad! Let's do something fun.
I'll pull the trigger of this heavy gun
After I've given you some time to run
Dad, hey dad, let's have some fun.
Dad, come on now, can't you see?
This knife in your back and this bullet in your knee
It's who I've become, who I've grown to be.
Daddy, come on...
Come play with me.
Well, Honey...You think depression is a choice?Well, Honey... in Free Verse More Like This
Do you think I choose
To feel worthless?
To feel empty,
To feel sick to my stomach because I think too much?
To feel broken,
To feel hopeless,
Angry at myself..
To feel suicidal, sometimes without knowing a reason?
To feel the need to lay in bed all day,
Without moving a muscle,
Because getting up would just make me want to fall back down?
Depression is never a choice.
You don't choose depression.
Depression chooses you.
We don't need ignorant people to choose us, too.
Silly GirlSilly girl,Silly Girl in Free Verse More Like This
Whose eyes rain crystals,
Why do you wish to heal?
Do you not understand the beauty
Of your ability to feel?
Whose grin’s so bright,
Why do you wish to change?
A soul with no emotion
Would appear to be quite strange.
Whose face is dull,
Why do you live this myth?
You choose to be a shadow,
Smashing daisies with your fist.
With wounds and scars,
Why have you chosen this death?
No, sinking into your own grave
Would be better than such regret.
You’ve started to feel,
Just recently you’ve started to cry.
You’ve been down this path again and again,
With a pain you’re designed to deny.
Whose eyes rain crystals,
Why do you wish to heal?
Do you not remember the torture
Of being unable to feel?
Selfish Suicide"People who kill themselves are selfish."Selfish Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
Well, darling, let me tell you a story,
A story all too true.
A daughter who became a wife, a wife who became a mother.
A mother of three girls...
One just above the age of a toddler,
One at the age of twelve,
And one entering the life of a married adult.
Now, the youngest girl was watching television,
And the oldest at the neighbor's home.
The twelve year old daughter sat at a computer with her closest friend,
When something terrifying happened.
Her mother was in the kitchen, coughing.
The daughter, although unable to see her mother, only could imagine the situation.
The mother walked calmly past the daughter with tears rushing down her face,
And up the stairs she went,
Into her bedroom...
Locking the door behind her.
The daughter, hearing the door lock, didn't bother to check on her mother.
She decided to expect and hope for the best.
Five, maybe ten minutes passed, the daughter still sitting at the computer,
When the mother stumbled down the
AQUA CHILDEREN vs. MERMAIDSTHE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN AQUA CHILDREN AND MERMAIDSAQUA CHILDEREN vs. MERMAIDS in Fantasy More Like This
Very few texts address this,(or even the formers existence)and the fact is there's a lot of difference and it SHOULD be apparent but there are differences other than physical.(Aqua Children have legs,are sometimes raised on land due to being born in a human family though random genetic glitches,can walk on land,can't not speak any form of Aquatic Tongue other their own/Mermaids have tails,remain in the ocean their entire lives and speak all Aquatic Tongues/The species do NOT get along very well.)Mermaids, although they can not walk on dry land except by the use of magic,frequently go to the surface to sing or to(in darker sub-species)lure humans and other Dirt-Walkers to their deaths.Aqua Children stay under the water most of the time,and are not vegetarians.Mermaids don't eat fish because they can talk to them,though for,the fish tend to beg for mercy.Aqua Children can't understand what they're saying,so they just shrug and kill the po
My BrainMy brain is full of wolves.My Brain in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
They twist and bite and claw themselves to death across my cerebral cortex, splattering the inside of my skull with blood and fur.
My brain is full of bulls.
They charge at any provocation and gouge each other, spilling still-live organs across my frontal lobe.
My brain is full of pythons.
They coil tight around my brainstem, dig in their fangs, and squeeze until the tissue goes limp and is devoured.
My brain is full of demons.
They frighten the wolves, they enrage the bulls, and they starve the pythons, all while hiding my temporal lobe and my amygdala.
My brain is full of dogs.
They drive off the wolves, then lap the cuts clean and wipe up the blood with their shaggy fur.
My brain is full of bears.
They slay the raging bulls and guarantee that, for a while, they won't return.
My brain is full of eagles.
They capture and carry off the pythons, and leave my brainstem battered but alive.
My brain is full of angels.
They send the dogs, they train the bears, an
A long and Stupid taletwilight fanfic (better title later)A long and Stupid tale in Fan Fiction More Like This
the Cullens and Bella were in their house watching something
stupid on TV, when there was a crash on the roof.
" Jay you klutz!!"
"What i cant carry three people!"
"shut up kat!!" the first two voices chorus.
"you see you two should stop fighting you connect on
so many levels"
"ok stop starring at me with those eyes, it burns!"
footstep clattered on the roof.
the second voice said "they probably aren't even home!"
the first voice answered "where would they be its noon!!"
4th voice said "maybe the town knows"
"shut up ben"
Bella was starring at the ceiling."Huh, Edward?"
"What?" "GO SEE WHAT IT IS!!!" "Ah, okay!"
Edward got up and went to the door.Outside, on the porch,
he yelled"What the hell are doing!" "Your mom!"The 4th
voice yelled back."BEN THATS SO IMMATURE!"The 3rd voice
shouted while the 1st voice muttered,"See they are home."
Four teenagers dropped off the roof. A tallish bruenett girl
sniffed,then said"Theres a girl in ther
Sometimes I feel guiltySo many people are hurting.Sometimes I feel guilty in Free Verse More Like This
They’re depressed and anxious and harming themselves.
They’re stuck down in a pit,
a pit that burns and freezes, deserted despite being overcrowded, where you’re drowning as you die of thirst,
a pit I called my one and only home for so many years-decades-centuries-eons,
and I’m up here.
I climbed the barbed-wire rope and hit the ground crawling and clawing,
I fled as soon as I was on my feet.
I’m over the mountain, I’ve crossed the ocean, and I ran the desert,
I’m basking in the sunshine and dancing in the rain,
but how can I enjoy all this peace and all this beauty?
When so many are still burning and freezing, in the crowds of the empty pit, drying up as they drown?
It’s beautiful here.
Come join me.
I wanna show you.
Revenge that warrants an AHOMEWORK QUIZ By CorinneRevenge that warrants an A in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Della is a girl. T or F
Della sold her soul for money. T or F
Jim is an alien. T or F
Jim is a boy. T or F
Della is a monster made of popcorn. T or F
Jim and Della live in..(A)Happy Kitten land(B)a giant microwave(C)Medieval Persia (D)An apartment
When Jim saw Della's hair he..(A)Died(B)Was surprised,then amused(C)Turned into a werewolf and ate her (D)Rode away on the back of a giant turtle.
The title is..(A)A very hobo christmas(B)Never trust a guy named Dahmer(C)Gift of the Magi(D)Happy kitten land
Della sold her hair because..(A)She was about to under go a sex change ope
What should i call this?Oh,I'm just,watching from the background,What should i call this? in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
singing from the shadows,
standing on the sidelines.
I don't wanna hide,
but I'm afraid,
if you look at me,
I'll burst into flames.
When your heart is made of glass,
you have to keep it safe.
Hold tight in your hands,
and never let it go.
Never let it go.
I try speak but everyone is shouting,
they're all talking at once,
and I don't know what to say.
I haven't got,
a magic wand,
no three wishes here.
Just a timid little girl,
drowning in self-doubt.
When your skin made of paper,
you can't start a fire,
even if you want to,
even if you want to.
When your blood is made of sugar,
you can't dive,
into every puddle that you see,
even if you want to.
Even if you need to.
a heart of steel,
skin of iron,
and blood like molten lava.
fall into the kind of love,
that the books don't talk about.
I don't want hero-worship.
I wanna black-smith,
to forge me the suit of armor that i need to survive.
I wanna warrior,
to teach me how fight.
I am not a person.I am not a person.I am not a person. in Free Verse More Like This
I am a trillion ideas that some distant lonely god molded into solid shape.
I am not a person.
I am a hurricane in a bottle.
I am not a person.
I am a tsunami with a pulse.
I am not a person.
I am a heart-stopping, ear-piercing, blood-chilling scream given life.
I am not a person.
I am fear and courage, doubt and certainty, confidence and insecurity, compliance and defiance, cacophony and silence, pressed into this tiny shape.
I am not a person.
I am a chaotic force of nature.
I am not a person.
I am Corinne Brandimore.
Robin the Cat WonderWell. This could have gone better. Raven thought grumpily as the annoying sorceress continued emptying diamonds into her bags. She, along with the other Titans, was currently bound up and gagged in the far corner, helpless. Beast Boy and Cyborg were both unconscious, and Robin seemed even more stressed than usual. Robin apparently managed to spit out his gag, because he suddenly yelled out, "What do you want, Circe?!" The woman straightened, and Raven could feel her power radiating from across the room. Robin. Shut. Up. She thought, rolling her eyes. Circe turned and sashayed across the room to the Titans, bending down to take Robin's chin in hand. "I know you. You're the Bat's favorite little brat aren't you?" Two things. One, put some clothes on. Two, do not bring that guy up in front of Robin. "Partner." Robin spat. "Ex-partner." Circe patted Robin's cheek. "Of course you are, pumpkin."Robin the Cat Wonder in Humor More Like This
"Get your hands off me!"
"Rude, aren't we?" Circe muttered. Raven tried to shoot her a warning lo
I miss you...for some reason.I hate this place. I hate this repugnant ceremony. These fair weather friends and long-estranged acquaintances inter-mix with true friends and family, pretending to be heart broken. Faking devastation. Weep for the camera, everyone. Say "sorry!" Disgusting. At least the crowd makes it easier for me to move about unnoticed. The funeral was at least entertaining. In my opinion, they always are. Especially the funerals of enemies that have gained my ever elusive respect. But, this 'wake' is horribly dull. So few smiles and no laughter. Even the food is boring. You, my rival, would have hated it just as much as I. We might even have made a game of it, somehow. Without you to bounce ideas off of, I'm drawing a blank at present. You'd have wanted music. You'd have wanted happiness. You'd have wanted hope. Aren't wakes supposed to celebrate your life? The mourning of the death is best left in the chapel. This isn't a wake. This is a joke. I should leave. I really should. But, I canI miss you...for some reason. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Walker WalkerWalkerWalker Walker in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Walker, Walker, hear my cries,
The moon must set, the sun must rise.
Rivers must flow, leaves must turn,
Snow must fall, fires must burn.
The world must spin, storms must rage,
Castles must crumble, people must age.
Birds must sing, hounds must bay,
Times must change, but I must stay.
As old as thought, but younger than thee,
The world has long since forgotten me.
Encased in crystal, silent as stone,
If not for thee, I'd be alone.
"Walker, Walker, hear my cries,
The sun must set, the moon must rise."
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You stopped running eventually. You had run out of breath and were scared. You just wanted to make this all go away.You blinked and realized you needed to go back to see if your husband was okay.
You ran all the way back and skidded to a hault before the street. The baltics were unconcious and Ivan was on his knees in surrender.He was covored in blood and he glared at Alfred.
You blinked in shock at the scene,but Alfred just said,"Go into your house now Ivan, ______ is mine, I won and now you will pay by losing her." "Fine, let me tell her something though.",he said getting to his feet and turning to you.
"_______.",he said. "Ivan.",you replied. "I must tell you something.",Ivan said. "Tell me...in russian, I will understand.",you replied. "Я люблю тебя и хочу, чтобы вы были happy.Go с
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You blinked awake and got out of bed. You realized you hadn't seen Daddy all day. You sighed and remembered that Ivan was your adopted father,he had told you a few times before just so you knew. You felt sad,but you were glad he had saved you that day,otherwise you could have died.
You smiled and opened your door and looked around. You went to your fathers room and saw him sitting by the window watching the snow fall. You smiled and ran forward.
"DADDY!",you cried attaching yourself to his leg. "______!",he said happily picking you up and sitting you in his lap. "Daddy, did you hear about the call I got from that guy Alfred?",you asked looking up at him with big (eye color) eyes. "Da and I am going to bring you to da meeting tommorow to meet your friends.",he said.
"Your the best Daddy.",you said happily. "No, your da best.",he laughed lightly before kissing your forehead. "Daddy, I am hungry.",you said. "Come o
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~The Next Day~
You woke up,unsure what had happened last night. You were laying on the couch in Ludwig's house and were trying to recall last nights events. You sat up and felt dizzy,you let out a groan. You flinched as a hand touched your shoulder,you looked up and saw Ludwig looking at you with concern.
"Careful, you drank a lot last night.",he said letting out a little chuckle. "Ugh,it feels like it....what happened...?",you asked sleepily. "You basically drank and danced,Kiku and Feliciano ended up leaving though because they couldn't stand it their. Also, Gilbert tried to make a move,I saved you from him and dragged you out of the bar.",said Ludwig sitting down next to you.
"I am going to kill him later.....and thanks for doing that Ludwig.",you said smiling at him. "Thanks,would you like anything to drink or eat?",he asked giving you a smile. "Water please.",you said to him. "I will be back in a moment.",he said happily. "Alright.",you sa
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You sighed as you woke up, you blinked and got out of bed. You changed into your clothes and went out into the hallway. You walked to the kitchen and saw Ludwig standing with his back to you.
"Ludwig?",you asked sleepily. "Oh,your up. You want breakfast?",said Ludwig turning around to see you. "Yea....can I have cereal?",you asked. "Yep.",he said beginning to make your food. "Hey,did you carry me upstairs last night?",you asked.
"Yes....why?",asked Ludwig as he poured the cereal in a bowl. "I was just wondering...I thought I heared you say something like outside my door.",you said and he handed you your food. "Oh...uh I didn't say anything.",he said and you noticed his cheeks getting a deep shade of pink,was he blushing?
"Okay.Did you do my schedual yet...?",you asked before taking a bite of cereal. "Not yet.",said Ludwig. "Okay.",you said. "Hey uhhh _______....?",he said. "Yea Ludwig?",you said looking at him as you took another bite. "Uhhhh....I- I
Father!RussiaXChild!Reader~Sunflower Child Part 5Father!RussiaXChild!Reader~Sunflower Child Part 5Father!RussiaXChild!Reader~Sunflower Child Part 5 in Romance More Like This
It had been two years since the meeting and you were now five. You were over at Yao's house,but you were so bored. Your father was out doing some stuff and let you have a sleepover at Yao's. The only problem was,Yao was busy doing work. You let out a sigh and decided to go have fun.
You quietly opened the door to outside,slid out and closed it behind you. You then,ran into the woods,smiling excitedly. You ran through fields of wildflowers, heared calls of many animals and saw many new places in the forests and fields.
You then came upon a small ocean and found a harbor. You asked polietly if the man who owned a boat would kindly take you somewhere. He asks if you want to go across to the other country and you agree,not knowing how much trouble you are getting into. You got in the boat and he began to drive it towards the large country ahead.
You gasped at the beautiful scenery in this country. It had bee
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~The Next Day~
You woke up and smiled. You were going to meet Daddy's friends today! You jumped out of bed and ran to the door. You threw it open and ran downstairs. You smiled happily smelling pancakes. You smiled at big brudder Ravis who placed a plate before you,it was perfect. It had syrup and a small scoop of butter. You smiled at Ravis.
"Big brudder Ravis, I am going to meet Daddy's friends today!",you squeaked. "Oh you are?",he asked as you took a bite of pancake. "Yep!",you said happily taking another bite of pancakes. "Well,that's good,I hope you have fun.",he said smiling.
"I hope so too,where is Daddy by the way.",you said eyeing him. "He is upstairs getting ready,he said he was going to get ready for the meeting,but didn't say anything about you going...",he trailed off. "Well,I better eat fast.",you said taking another bite.
You ran upstairs to your Daddy's room and said,"Daddy! Am
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****3 years old****
A single scream echoed through the streets that night,it was 8 pm, and you were running as fast as you could. You were running from your home,the reason, you were abused.
Your father constantly hit you and your mother did nothing. You felt tears falling down your face as you ran. You needed to find somewhere to hide or someone to help you,you could hear your father yelling behind you.
You looked back and saw he was catching up. You screamed and ran to the nearest house. You began banging on it screaming for help,you began crying harder.You scratched at the door in vain screaming at the top of your lungs.
"Help me!",you cried. "What the hell do you want?",asked a man throwing open the door. "Help me!",you cried and clung to his leg. "What the-",he was cut off by your father. "Give me my kid back right now!",he yelled. "Wh-what?",he asked looking down at you and saw your bruised arms.
"Don't let him take me!",you
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Ivan smiled as he looked out over the sunflower field. It was a nice warm day,the birds chirping, the breeze just right,not to hard,not to soft. He suddenly heared a noise,it sounded like crying. He blinked in confusion,but followed the cries till he found a small blanket. It looked to have something under it though.
Ivan tilted his head to the side and removed the blanket. His purple eyes widened at what he saw,it was a small child. She had (hair color) hair and pale skin. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of (Eye color). He smiled and thought,'I can't just leave her here. I must bring her with me.'
Ivan wrapped the blanket around the child and lifted her up. Then, Ivan rocked her from side to side and sang a russian lullaby,the child fell asleep within minutes. He smiled,she looked to be around a year old,he looked for her parents,but couldn't find them so he made his way home.
Ivan came in the house and went to his room. H
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It had been an hour and Ludwig still wasn't back, Gilbert was though and he had been
irritating you the whole time. You sighed and went to do the dishes in the sink. Gilbird
landed on your head as you began washing a plate.
"Gilbert, if you are trying to scare me I am going to kill you.",you said bluntly. "Dang
it,you catch on way to fast. Anyways,once your done with the dishes you should hang out
with the awsome me!",he said. "Whatever....",you said under your breath.
"I heared that!",he said sounding offended. "Ugh, fine I will hang out with you,now let
me clean the dishes in peace Gilbert.",you groaned. "Alright!",he said walking off with a
childish grin on his face.
You let out a sigh and said to Gilbird,"What have I gotten myself into?"
~Later after the dishes~
You heared the door open and looked up to see Ludwig,Feliciano and Kiku coming in.
You smiled happily,atleast you hadn't had to hang out with Gilbert.
"Your home,what took so long?",you a
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You had gotten to Arthur's house and had stayed their a month.You had gotten to know the members of the Allies and your best friend was Canada. He was quiet,but friendly. He seemed to be the nicest out of the whole group,not perverted and not to hyper,not scary either.
You were currently training with Arthur,it reminded you of Ludwig,you quickly pushed that thought away. He had lied to you,he didn't matter to you anymore. You looked back at Arthur,he was struggling to catch up,it reminded you of big brother Feliciano.You sighed and pushed that thought away too.
"Come on Arthur!",you called stopping. "W-wait.....up.......I....am......tired....",he gasped. "Come on you big baby, we still have six miles left, I am not even tired yet! Don't you want to be as strong as Alfred?",you asked. "Yes....let....me....take.....a....break......first......",huffed the man collapsing in a heap.
"Ugh,fine. You are so slow.",you complained the the british man. "So...th
Money and Kilts“I got one! I got a silver dollar!”Money and Kilts in General Fiction More Like This
“The best catch of the day.”
“Can I keep it?”
The Scotsman laughed sarcastically and raised an eyebrow. “Nice try, Lad; we’re playin’ catch-and-release,” he reminded the boy.
Dudley wrinkled his bill and tossed his catch back over the side of the balcony. The silver coin caught the light as it fell downward, like a firefly, and then the vault chimed with the sound of it landing against its fellow coins and jewels. The thirteen-year-old watched as it fell and then looked up at his great uncle when the soft cling resounded around them. The multi-billionaire had his eyes closed and a smile spread over his lips once the ringing had died away. The old duck laughed childishly and adjusted his pince-nez glasses. “Ah just love that sound,” he said. “Absolutely beautiful.”
Dudley recast his fishing line over the balcony where he and his uncle sat, their feet hanging ove
LTs - Scripted or Non-Scripted“Scripted; scripted; scripted; argh!”LTs - Scripted or Non-Scripted in General Fiction More Like This
Daffy looked up from his 50-page script with little to no interest as the rabbit walking next to him flipped through the pages of his, frustration stamped over his face. It was a rare occurrence to see Bugs Bunny upset about something. He was the one in control of every situation Warner Brothers dished out at him. He was the one who let everything negative slide with a shrug of his shoulders and a chomp in a carrot. Daffy was the complainer.
But if there was anyone who knew Bugs better than anyone, even the studios’ director, it was Daffy Duck. After decades of working with each other, Daffy was the only one who knew every little thing that irritated the hare. And if there was one thing he knew that bothered Bugs more than anything, it was—
“Another scripted episode!” Bugs exclaimed, waving the pack of papers before him. “Dat’s the thoid one dis month!”
Daffy rolled his eyes before
As Far as We can Run - 1/2“Who’s turn was it to go trick-or-treating with Greg this year, Velma?”As Far as We can Run - 1/2 in General Fiction More Like This
“I’ll do it! I’ll go trick-or-treating with him this year.”
He could still remember the look on his parents’ faces when the fifteen-year-old shouted out in the kitchen. Greg had been packing his backpack after finishing homework with his mother, and his father had just arrived from work, ready to help make dinner. October had begun, and the hype for Halloween was upon the city. Greg had even thought of making his own costume again that year.
The age-old question that his parents often asked each other had come to mind, with the holiday a little over two weeks away: would Stanley or Velma take their seven-year-old son out trick-or-treating this year? The previous years, if the parents were working, it had been upon his older half-brother to take him from house to house before going off with his friends. And of course, Wirt had complained profou
As Far as We can Run - 2/2Twenty years or so had passed by, yet that old graveyard was still the same. It was as if time never trickled by in this garden of souls, despite the seasons changing. Perhaps that was why it was still a go-to place when the world was crazy or storm clouds rolled in.As Far as We can Run - 2/2 in General Fiction More Like This
And the garden wall was still as sturdy as it had been decades earlier. Just as it could support children who dared to climb its stones, it could support a full grown man.
Which, in Greg’s case, him being six feet tall with a sturdy build, was a good thing.
As the warm early-September breeze blew through his thick locks of hair, Greg sat there, waiting patiently for the negativity to pass. He looked at his cellphone, tipping it back and forth in his hands before looking down the hill beyond the train tracks at the lake, partially sheltered by the forest on the neighbourhood’s borders. The trees were beginning to change hues again, and Greg found that counting the leaves as they fell to the ground helped ease th
No One Can Replace YouNo One Can Replace You in General Fiction More Like This
They sat quietly in the living room, with the fire glowing nearby, before Once-Ler decided to speak up again. Clearing his throat, he brought up the urge to ask the question he had been meaning to ask yet was afraid to, in case hurting the boy. But since they had just spoken about their family members, never mind had often done so in the past year-and-a-half, he figured that it was as good as any time to ask. "Ted," he said, catching the boy's attention, "Your father did you ever know him? I mean, did he ever come back to uh teach you things? If you don't mind me asking, of course."
Ted stared at him in silence, but his eyes did not reflect pain or angerin fact, he did not seem the least bit concerned about Once-Ler's question, which relaxed the man a bit. "I know your Grandfather held an important place in your life, as you and your Grammy have told me, and I would never want to replace him," Once-Ler clarified as he continued to knit. "But I was always curious
PnF - Dream or Reality 1Dream or Reality 1PnF - Dream or Reality 1 in Romance More Like This
It was a nice Summer in Danville. Phineas and Ferb were sitting under the shade of the tree in their backyard. While Ferb was reading a book, Phineas was thinking about what they should build today.
"What to do, what to do " muttered Phineas while rubbing his chin. On his lap was his sketchbook with all the inventions that were brought to life over the last two years. "Hey Ferb." The green-haired British boy raised his eyes from the book to look at his stepbrother. "Do you have any idea of what to do today?" he shrugged. "Me neither."
"Excuse me. Are you by any chance the famous duo of inventors Phineas and Ferb?"
Both boys turned their heads to the backyard gate. There stood a boy around their age. The boy had black hair pushed back and dark-brown eyes. He was wearing a white shirt and blue shorts.
"Why yes, yes it is." Answered the red-head boy. "I'm Phineas and this is Ferb." Ferb nodded his head. The boy returned the gesture and smiled.
"Glad to meet you. I'
PnF - Truly Madly DeeplyIsabella was watching a soap opera in her bedroom. It has been a week and a half since she found out about Phineas been dating another girl in London. That revelation came from Ferb when she was starting to wonder when they would come back. That message made her cry for a whole week and now she was starting to calm down. Her mother was worried about her and she didn't want that.PnF - Truly Madly Deeply in Romance More Like This
The soap opera came to a dramatic point, where the couple would find out they love each other. Isabella turned the television off at that moment. She didn't want to see something that would touch her heart due to the fact that it was still broken. Picking up her laptop, she turned it on to check out the messages. She had a new message and for her surprise it was from Phineas.
"After so much time, you decide to write me." said Isabella with an ironic tone. "Let's see what excuse you have."
Opening the mail, she read the contents.
'I'm sorry. This is my entire fault. I never should have left you.'
PnF - GirlfriendFifteen-year old Isabella was fuming. She was never so offended in all her life. After so many years trying to tip Phineas about her love for him and he never noticed. And to make matters worse, yesterday a girl appeared in front of her house, telling her to step back because Phineas was her boyfriend. Out of shock, she called Phineas to make sure, only to get her call rejected. Feeling completely hurt, she was about to cry, but instead of sadness, she only felt rage.PnF - Girlfriend in Romance More Like This
"Fine Phineas, if that's how you reject me, then I don't care anymore." she said to the picture of Phineas standing at her mirror.
The doorbell downstairs rang, and a few minutes later, Vivian's voice was heard. "Isa, there's a package for you."
Isabella ran down the stairs to the living room. "From who is it, mom?"
"I don't know." replied her mother. "There's no sender in the package, but it is specifically addressed to you."
The package was over the table in the living room. Isabella approached and opened it, curious to
PnF - Beauty and a BeatPhineas was sitting on his bed, regretting the huge mistake he had done. It was prom night, and he didn’t have a date. All because of a fight he had with Isabella a month ago, and she never looked at him again. A week later he found out that the captain of the football team managed to ask her out to prom, and to make matters worse, she accepted. Not only that, in the locker rooms after a training session, he heard the captain gloating he was going to make her his girlfriend, and was going to be all for him after prom. At that moment, Phineas wanted to punch the captain, hadn’t been for Ferb and Buford to hold him down. The guy had practically Buford’s constitution, and for someone like Phineas, it was a one sided massacre.PnF - Beauty and a Beat in Romance More Like This
The door to the room opened, revealing Ferb. The british teen was wearing a tuxedo for the prom. He looked at his stepbrother in silence for a few seconds. “Why aren’t you ready yet?”
Phineas looked at him, annoyed. “I’
PnF - Changing Fates 1"I'm bored."PnF - Changing Fates 1 in Humor More Like This
Floating in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by night sky, a young man was staring into the stars. "I'm sooooooooooooooooo boooooooored." he yawned.
"Then do something." came a female voice.
Looking up, the young man saw a 1994 black Pontiac Firebird. "And what should I do?" he asked.
"You're asking me?" came the answer. "Honestly Mike, I'm here trying to find our World, why don't you do the same?"
"Been doing that for the last twenty cycles." replied Mike. The night was suddenly changed to pure white.
"Then you should learn something new."
"Been learning for the last twenty-five thousand six hundred and forty-two cycles before searching for our World."
"Then meditate a while."
"I'm bored from meditating."
"Then play a game."
Mike looked to the car. "Wanna play with me, NightHawk?" he asked with an amused smile.
"No, I'm searching. So don't bother me."
Mike sighed. "If this continues, I'm going crazy from boredom."
"Then find something to distract yourself, please."
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It was a calm Summer morning in Danville. The birds were chirping, the wind breeze was soft, everything was quiet. Suddenly, a Vortex opened on the city limits. Out of it came out a young man in his twenties, with black hair and dark-brown eyes, wearing black jeans and a black sweater. Looking around, he made sure that nobody was close.
"I'm starting to wonder if I should spent some Summer days here." he spoke to no-one. Turning to the Vortex. "Hey Sabrina, we're here! Don't you want to see the Tri-State Area?"
Out of the Vortex came out a young teenager, around seventeen years old. She was wearing an orange skirt and a white shirt with a pink jacket over it. Her sneakers matched her jacket. She had short blond hair, with a black cap over it and light-blue eyes. She stared at the city in awe. "So that's Danville." she said after a few minutes. Looking at the boy. "Are you sure this is the World of Phineas and Ferb, Mike?"
"Unless my Time-Drive has some bugs and s
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Twilight woke up when the sun was barely rising. Moving her head towards the guest bed she saw the black stallion, still sleeping soundly. Getting up, she silently got out of the room towards the library.
As she walked, she remembered the talk from last night.
Twilight was completely paralyzed in the balcony, incapable of moving an inch. The only thing she was capable to move were her eyes only.
"I will not answer you anything about what Mike can do for starters." the voice from the watch continued. "And he's currently deep asleep, so I would avoid waking him up for questioning." Twilight looked at the watch, now paying attention. "This day was too much for him, so he went to bed early. Good thing though. Otherwise, I would be listening from him."
Twilight tried to speak, yet the paralysis didn't allow it. She groaned in annoyance.
"Oh, sorry." the white light surroun
PnF - You're the that I wantOn a calm afternoon on Maple Drive, Phineas was resting on the tree in his backyard. However, he was not alone. Right beside him was Isabella, leaned on his shoulder, admiring the sky.PnF - You're the that I want in Romance More Like This
"So, Phineas." started the raven-haired teen with a sweet voice. "What are you gonna do for today?"
It has been three days since Phineas finally asked Isabella to be his girlfriend. Since then, they've been spending it together. Ferb had been on a date with Vanessa for the last few days and Phineas took that as an opportunity to spend some quality time with Isabella.
"To be with you Izzy. Until Ferb returns, all my creativity and inventions are postponed." replied the redhead.
Isabella giggled. "Oh Phinny, you're so sweet."
She leaned closer to kiss Phineas, when someone was heard clearing the throat. Both turned to the source and were surprised to see that Ferb was standing at the entrance of the backyard. Behind him was Vanessa. Both were smiling.
"So, did you have fun while I was out?" asked the green
PnF - Under the Mistletoe TreeIt was Christmas Eve, and in Danville a certain thirteen year old redhead was busy planning for what he was going to do on Christmas. He already sent Santa his letter, along with a present for him. But now, he was having a problem.PnF - Under the Mistletoe Tree in Romance More Like This
He turned to his half-brother. "Hey Ferb. What present should I give Isabella?" he asked.
The fourteen green-haired British boy was on his laptop, typing with Vanessa, when Phineas asked him that question. He stopped typing and gave the redhead a 'Are you serious?' look, before answering. "I honestly don't know. What do you think she would like to have?"
Phineas lifted his head. "I don't know either. What kind of present should I give to someone like her? A box for her patches? No, I already gave her one last year. A new bow? No, she must have a thousand already." Phineas put his head between his hands. "Wow. I can't believe I'm having a blank near Christmas!"
Suddenly, Ferb received a mail. He raised an eyebrow since he didn't recognize the sender, but when
I'm Still Awake."You're still alive?"I'm Still Awake. in Short Stories More Like This
The amusement in his voice makes me stiffen. I do not look up from the book my eyes scan over, but cannot comprehend. I flip a page as he looms over me, intimidating me, a goofy grin on his face. His bony fingers settle on my shoulders, and it startles me, but I only blink in response, turning another page of my book.
"I know you aren't reading that," he whispers into my right ear, hoarsely chuckling and then leaving my presence altogether. I snap the piece of literature shut, throwing it onto the coffee table that sits in front of me and I cross my arms over my chest. He appears again, beside me. Without any warning, he yanks the edge of my dress up. I make a noise of protest, but do not move to stop him.
He carefully counts the blooming scars against my pale skin as I fidget, looking away. He's laughing under his breath, smirking as he counts the lines that once oozed blood all over my hands. My thighs shake
Everything That I Learned From YouI. Care too much. That's what you're afraid of, right? That when he goes to sleep and all you want to do is touch his hand to remind yourself he's real (for the moment)—you're in too deep. You care too much. You are clinging too tightly and your concern will strangle him. You think that if you tell him how much you love his eyes or you stare too long at his mouth when he talks or fold yourself around him as he sleeps he will leave because the love you put on him is too heavy. But care about him anyway. Love and kindness are too far last in this world. If he pushes you away as you cradle his head in your arms then he does not understand you. Love too much and if he doesn't love enough, leave him. Don't be afraid of caring. That's when you become afraid of being cared for.Everything That I Learned From You in Emotional More Like This
II. Tell him he's beautiful. Remind him that his hands are the only ones you want to hold. Compliment him whenever you can
Infinitepart ii.Infinite in Free Verse More Like This
I locked you in my closet,
in the recesses of my mind.
I kept you in the dark,
I kept you in the stagnant, static,
strangling air for what seemed like
years because you couldn't
remember what day looked like anymore.
(You would sit facing the wall,
scratching letters into the paint,
nails curling and cracking upward.
"I love you,
I love you,
I love you," over and over until
you would bleed from your eyes
because you couldn't
keep them open anymore.
That paint was toxic.
You fed off the fumes of dried
polymer and you were so sure that
if you tried hard enough
the words would go through
It must've taken months.
The world traveled around the sun
like you traveled around me,
hovering from a distance
so that I wouldn't burn you.
They all say that it was my
gravity that pulled you
toward me, but it was always you,
They say love is blind and I believe it.
But we didn't start out
loving each other like we do now.
eight-thirteenths of a heart"So, what was her name again? Jenny?"eight-thirteenths of a heart in Short Stories More Like This
"Ah yes. So we haven't forgotten about Jenny yet, I suppose. You know, this isn't—"
"Jah-nay. Her name is Jahnay. She's twenty-three."
"—Right. I said that."
they were seventeen when they met. it was a long night full of snogging on couches, loud, hair-raising music, and german beer. lots of german beer. he was drunk out of his mind, stumbling up the stairs to take a leak. but so was she, and he found he leaned over the toilet puking up fruity drinks and water (that was supposed to have kept her sober, she laughed later. i tried to drink one margarita and then one bottle of water, but the margaritas just kept calling my name.) they met when they were seventeen, and he held her hair back with sweaty fingers, trying not to vomit himself as her guts communicated with the porcelain.
and he helped her off the floor, flus
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she was all curls falling over shoulders and small hands and slender ankles, but she was also all crooked toes and cheek moles and half-baked smiles. she wore skinny jeans too long and too big on her and she always wore a jacket because she was always cold. and he thought that she was pretty beautiful the first time he saw her in a parade, sitting on top of a dodge truck and waving with both hands so that no one was left out. she was the kind of pretty beautiful that only came around when he said something stupid and she shook her head at him, trying to hide her teeth but failing miserably.
she wore glasses but only when she was doing work or when she had a headache because she thought that her eyes looked too wide in them and all she ever wanted in life was to be people magazine's definition of pretty—which she wasn't (but don't tell her that.) she drank tea on sleepless nights, sitting on her porch and stargazing; she thought that ma
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I sit here wondering how this all came to be.
Where did all this attention come from?
Why do the shadows haunt me?
are these shadows my mistakes
or my beginnings
My mind is holding these devils,
I don’t know what to do anymore.
I want the demons to stop laughing in my ears.
demons are just my kin -
brother, sister but there is no one connection
Eventually, death becomes my friend.
I realize that I know it well in the end.
Because maybe we’re all dying before we live?
but does living just mean to live
-chromey & lovely
A Song for a GentlemanThey met in the Caribbeans in 1824, as the sun rose into the sky.A Song for a Gentleman in Short Stories More Like This
He was an English gentleman who bought a boat with the sum of his father's fortune, after both his parents burned in a fire that no one knows who started. He still believes it was that maid from Barbados that would spit in the food of her master's just as she spat the only words she knew in English whenever they asked her to do anything. She was paid well.
So with the death of his immediate family, he sold everything, including the property that had been theirs for the past six or seven generations, quit his job working as a journalist for the local newspaper, and bought a boat. It was a large boat, big enough to house himself and three mates, all old friends of his who were alcoholics with no future. They were promised housing and board, three meals a day, and adventure. If lucky, he told them, they would find treasure.
But of course, he was lying, yet none of them knew it to be so yet.
despotismshe is a bird sitting, teetering ondespotism in Free Verse More Like This
a power line because
one way or another, she figures
the best way to end
is a big bang.
He is a fish swimming, traversing along,
Against the crashing tide because
He figures he can defy the law one or way or another,
And the best way to begin
Is to finish the end
Before he's stuck in her talons.
though she is made of feathers
and bones and she is still weightless enough
to take to the currents of air,
she is powerless
against the waves his actions
make, and she is so easily swept away that
she thinks her body might as well
be made of stones.
He could tell she was astounded by his ocean,
By the place he calls home to.
He welcomed her to the lowest depths of it,
She couldn't resist the deepest blue of the marine,
Nor the glitter of his fishscale,
And the place he called heaven,
Eventually became this bird's hell.
her eyes were always the
size of jupiter when he was around
because she was fascinated with
the way he moved so gracefully from