a desperate soulHold me, soula desperate soul7 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
look into my eyes---
this is me
eye of the tiger,
eye of the storm.
my bleeding heart
fight for your soul
this is me
what could be
better than you?
La Mer 10La Mer 103 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Brother, what do you do in the human world?” Callia asked.
“Um, I-I go to school,” Gerard replied, watching his sister nod. He noticed her stomach was swelling and she had her hand resting on top of the fairly large bump. “But I’d like to become a comic book artist.”
Callia frowned, fingers stroking her stomach. “Comic book?” she asked. The other girls also looked confused and shook their heads. “What kind of art is a comic book?”
“Uh, well,” Gerard started, biting his lip, “it’s a kind of… book? Like, it’s a book that tells a story with
CurseThe water in the buckets trembles as if the roof was crying. The walls are damp as if from sweat. I have taken live embers from the fireplace and put them on the deep scratches across the lifelines on my palms.Curse6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A grey-coated crow ascends from the top of the tall pine on the yard, carrying my whispers upon its beating wings. All winter I have fed it bread soaked in your blood.
I lay as if I were dead, floating placidly like Ophelia among the blooming waterlilies. I hold a cross over my heart and feel the heat of the wings of your firebirds passing overhead.
I have taught all my songs to the nightingales. Only the first note of every line I keep to myself, to feed a hidden flame. The hunting dogs can only chase their tails.
Reminder"Why--why do you hate me?" he snapped brokenly. "I've never--never done anything to you. But you hate me."Reminder6 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I don't hate you."
"Really? Because I see the way you act around me--quiet and distant. You don't laugh when I'm in the room. But you're different with everyone else. When you can't see me, you're loud, happy... What did I do?" He seems defeated, slumping back.
She feels horrid.
"It's not really your fault," she says slowly, looking away. "I'm sorry. I like you. I really do."
"You remind me of someone. I loved them, but they're gone now. Sometimes, I look at you and I see their face. You'll say something and I hear their voice. I feel... guilty, I guess, for liking you. Things didn't end well between us."
He pauses. "I'm sorry, I didn't..."
"No, it's fine. I needed to get over it anyway."
He nods, getting up to leave.
"Just so you know," he says, "I really like you, too."
Fears part 4Fears part 4Fears part 47 hours ago in Settings More Like This
Sky~hmm...i wonder who's next...
with team 4 slyfoxhound,imortalhd,and thnkscya....
sly~guys i see the lair! *points*
Imortal~ok lets go!
*they all get to the lair*
Sly~omg something shiny*goes to see what it is*
Thnxcya~*sees sly*SLY STOP IS A TRAP!
squid~*takes sly's anti gas mask off of him*
Sly~*wakes up*where am i?
???:*makes zombie sound*
ThinkingThinking and thinking way too much,Thinking4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Scaring myself into this rut,
Horrified of what it should be,
Hoping not to be scared off me,
Running so far so very scared,
It doesn't make sense no where,
Frightened and heart pounding,
Heard these words so demanding,
Screaming so very deep inside,
I can sit here and merely cry.
From the Sidelines (Highschoolstuck) Chapter 4I think it's going to be very hard to survive this year.From the Sidelines (Highschoolstuck) Chapter 45 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ever since I saw Ed that day in class, I knew it was going to be hard. I haven't talked to him since, well…
I don't want to talk about it.
I sit at my lunch table, alone. Normally I sit with Rose and Jade, the new students, but Rose was hanging out with Katie today, and Jade, well, I don't actually know where Jade went. Sometimes she doesn't even show up in class. It's weird, but I don't question it. That never ends well.
I don't like talking about that, either.
Long story short, I asked my mom why she was at church all the time. Sounds harmless, right? You wouldn't think so
England X Reader: When We're Older Chp.1 That night, you dreamed of flames.England X Reader: When We're Older Chp.14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You cracked open your eyes to find yourself in a room made completely of wood. There was no furniture, no people, no windows and no light source, yet the room was as bright as day. However, there was a door. An old door painted burgundy, with a bronze doorknob. You scanned your eyes around the room, there was nothing else except, the wood, you, and the door.
"Hello?" You called out, your voice was soft and weak, you could barely hear it yourself. You tried to shout and scream but nothing came from your lips except for hushed whispers. With all other options exhausted, you made your mind up to go towards the door. Something in the back of your mind told you that what lay beyond that door was nothing but darkness, but yo
DespairAcross the bellowing sky comes abroad and leads to a road, full of longing screams and cries, with voicesDespair5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Telling curious souls not to go farther for they will become perished with bellowing plagues accustomed
To the lurking sonnets, hoping such ones will come to take away their sins, and free their lost locked
Away minds, a recipe for despair over scourges the land, blinding already swelled bloodied eyes, such
Burning emptiness enters into this road of vile obscenities, only to swallow those up ablaze who are
Weak and inferior, whose hearts have already bursted open being liable to suffer….
He doesn't write poetry anymore.He doesn’t write poetry anymore,He doesn't write poetry anymore.3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
even if he still collects it, reads it, saves it, treasures
faded verses from his wife the way connoisseurs
savor vinyl over metallic rainbows on disc.
I don’t mind not knowing, but I can’t stand not asking.
The record needle hits the groove wrong;
he stumbles over words that aren’t there,
rummaging for an answer he doesn’t really have.
He doesn’t write poetry anymore
and his confusion is strangely endearing.
But there’s a lyricism to his words that I love,
poetic lines inserted between the daily grind
of character names and who said what;
voiceless boys in white a
James and the Giant Peach(With my OC)It turned out James was alive of course. He made it to New York and everything. But without his friends, it was just himself. And another problem was his aunts made it. James was standing up to his aunts and everything. They were about to kill him, but then James started hearing a familiar voice.James and the Giant Peach(With my OC)7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"James!"the voice said,"Up here!"
James looked up and saw a bright light.
"Hello!We're here!"another familiar voice said.
"Hey buddy!"another familiar voice called.
James smiled when he saw who it was.
"What are they?!"Spiker asked getting scared.
"Young James!"Glowworm yelled.
Centipede took off his hat and started waving it,"HEY JIMMY!"
What a Joke!I am so very sorry,What a Joke!4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My brain isn't quick,
It's been having some writing
That can't seem to quit,
I hope it won't be much longer,
For you guys to have to wait,
For an actual writing piece,
And not a joke of a one! :P
James and the Giant Peach(With my OC)Everyone on top of the peach leaned in to look over the side of the clouds started to part and the sight before them made them burst into tears and saw the Empire State building and the rest of the beautiful New York City.James and the Giant Peach(With my OC)7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Look everybody!"James said,"We made it!"
"We did?"Centipede asked.
"New York City,"Miss Spider gasped.
"Breathtaking,"Mr. Grasshopper said.
"Divine!" Princess said.
"Glorious!"Mrs. Ladybug said.
"Look at the park!"James said pointing.
"It's fabulous!"Centipede said.
"We have made it!"Miss Spider yelled hugging Mrs. Ladybug and Princess.
She, Princess and Mrs. Ladybug started to cry tears of happiness.
"What a wo
A Lot Of NothingI write not knowing what to write,A Lot Of Nothing7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I was told to write
So I will see what I will come up with
With no topic
Nothing is right
Nothing is wrong
It’s just words on paper
That people can read
For fun or for reason
And if you do
You haven’t told me yet,
I maybe be rambling about nothing
But this is all I can do
I’m not a mind reader and neither are you
So we write to write
And see what happens
We may learn something new.
I still have time
To talk a little more
At not knowing what to talk about
Isn’t this fun
No not really
But why not
Let’s see how many words
I can use to talk about noth
lesbo freakwhen i was four i married a boy.lesbo freak7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wore a suit and he wore a dress.
i didn’t know i was different. i suppose
i should have known. i’ve spent a lot of
lunchtimes alone. i’ve spent a lot of time
holding shadows. i’ve spent a lot of money
on coffee i don’t drink. and maybe i’m just
crazy. i spend a lot of time thinking maybe
i’m just crazy. maybe i grew up wrong.
or i didn’t have time to think myself awake.
i am still a freak. a shadow of a doubt. double
vision twisted me dry and i’ve got a needle in my
eye i’m not sure where it came from.
maybe it came from me. maybe i’m just n
la revelion... 5la revelion... 55 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
marquito: el candado se abrio-dice con la voz tranquila
norma: pero todos salieron? -ambos asienten-tambien salio?
¿¿?'??: hola normita¡¡¡-decia esa persona muy feliz en eso norma se da la buelta y
norma: leticia¡¡¡- se muestra a ella misma pero con el cabello amarrado y mas largo usando una blusa y un sueter y una mini-falda y enbes de un fleco tenia copete
leticia:hola normita cuanto tiempo¡¡¡ ^^
leticia: que te pasa? no me extrañaste?
norma: EXTRAÑARTE NIÑA POR TI ME ASIAN BULLYNG¡¡¡¡ COMO EXTRAÑARIA A UNA NIÑA TAN FRESA COMO TU¡¡¡-le grito tomandola de los hombros
leticia: eso es un si ...
norma: no entendiste verdad ¬¬
leticia: claro por que de no extrañarme me hubieras aorcado como la otra vez ^^'
marquito:si, si que bonita reunion aho
Cyclonian Chronicles: A Forgotten Storm Chpt 2Cyclonian Chronicles: A Forgotten StormCyclonian Chronicles: A Forgotten Storm Chpt 25 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The skimmers engines purred softly as the Dark Ace left Cyclonia with a small squadron of three trusted Talons, the hidden compass leading the way. Anymore and they would be noticed quickly by any skynights in the quadrant, which they didn’t need.
Time was of the essence here, as the Dark Ace was sure Cyclonis would try and increase the energy intake so she could do more things than just talk and lie down.
Cyclonis hated showing a weakness, and more than once it had come at his expense.
Yet he was just prized enough to stay her right hand man, especially in times like this.
BrokenMany broken pieces.Broken7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shattered, now apart.
What can I do to mend it?
To mend my broken heart?
I walk along the beach
Leaving footprints cold and bare
How can I enjoy the sunset,
When there's no one here to share?
There used to be a pair,
Of footprints next to mine.
But were washed away by waves
And the shifting sands of time.
All I can do now,
Is remember how things were.
The good times, not the bad times,
Which caused my heart to stir.
To live to die,
What does it matter?
While I am in this state.
I didn't know how much I loved,
Until it was too late.
Monster Club (Chapter 15)Monster Club (Chapter 15)4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I hungered. My body was on fire with it. I staggered through the cursed forest searching…sniffing…and growling. I hadn’t eaten in so long…I couldn’t afford to. Every day was a battle with myself. I couldn’t become a monster, I was myself…I was Asher…I wasn’t a beast. I needed to control myself. I had to. And yet, it was a hopeless struggle. I felt the rage within…the thirst.
Suddenly I perked up…I smelled it. The smell of flesh and blood…the smell of a human. My eyes darted from left to right, scanning for that smell. I could see him…about
I am a womanI am not an object.I am a woman3 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You cannot use me.
I was not made simply for your pleasure.
I am not a pretty picture to be used and thrown away.
I have a heart, feelings, dreams….
I have a purpose here.
I am a human being, a person like you.
And it hurts me when you treat me as less than human.
It hurts me when I become less than a whole,
And just the sum of my parts.
It hurts me when I become just something to please you.
It hurts me when you strip away my humanity,
Even if just with your eyes and mind.
You cannot stare at me in longing.
You cannot undress me with your eyes.
You cannot force me to kiss you.
You cannot grope me as you see fit.
You cannot take advantage of me.
You cannot have your way with me.
I am not to be dominated.
I am not to be violated.
When I say no, I do NOT mean yes.
When I te
I'll let you in...I'll let you in... I'll tell you my deepest secrets.I'll let you in...3 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Share with you the things I've hidden.
Fantasies and day dreams,
things I wish would could come true.
I'll let you in... I'll admit things I haven't before.
Tell you sincerely how I really feel.
Uncertainty and love collide,
as if I could avoid the complications by remaining mute.
I'll let you in... I'll trust you completely.
Release the fear of getting hurt.
Depending and relying upon,
not thinking about the consequences.
I'll let you in... and I'll try my absolute best.
Begin to truly make an effort.
Frustration and confusion no matter,
time to simply wing it and hope it works.