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to the starsI’ve got this arrow
curled around my finger
like Apollo’s heart
& your nicknames
engraved on the inside
of my lungs.

I don’t want to write
pretty little stanzas
or pick at the seams
of your poetry
like some deadbeat
psychology major -

I want to
scribble profanities
all over everything;
shoot down your moon
& wear her
like a charm
around ink stained
wrists.

I want to
take you
to the stars,
& leave you there.to the stars19 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wratIn The Daylight22 hours ago in Free Verse

Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 11

Kage blinked his eyes open slowly. He felt light headed, and very weak. Looking around in a daze, he saw that he was in his own room, in his bed. He was wrapped in fresh bandages as well.

He heard voices, and feebly turned his head to look in the direction from which they were coming from. His parents were standing a little ways away, but facing the other direction so they did not notice that he had regained consciousness. They were discussing the situation in worried voices.

“I knew this would happen!” Kurai hissed, “If we hadn’t heard him then Kage would be dead right now!”

“Does this mean . . ?&rForgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 1122 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Invisibletake a deep breathe and count to ten .

what just happened ... will never happen again .

your hands start to tremble; the sink is cold .

you tell yourself you are strong; you are bold .

don't look in the mirror and stare .

this isn't right ... this isn't fair .

don't think about it too much, or you'll go insane .

tears and blood make their way down the drain .

what just happened ... to me ?

why do you feel so gross and dirty ?

feeling so worthless and wasted .

so unloved , abandoned, and tasted .

having given them everything, every part .

why did they turn, and break your heart ?

shattering every piece, leave you broken .

every Invisible12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

LonelyLonely.
Unnoticed.
People don't even look
when they walk by.
Always ignored...
Nobody even asks my ideas,
my opinion.
Nobody even knows
who I am.
When people see me,
they either ignore me,
or ask a question:
"Who are you?"
But they don't even bother
to listen to my response:
"I'm Canada."
Forgotton.
Forgotton by everyone.
Forgotton by my friends, my allies.
Maybe one day
Someone will remember my name.
Canada.Lonely11 hours ago in Free Verse

NorwayxArtist!Reader Oneshot! Pose For Me...NorwayxArtist!Reader Oneshot! Pose For Me...

Automatic censor, any and all cuss words are bleeped out with ****’s.

Cation: Hyperish Reader-chan

Enjoy!!

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“Thanks for today, _________. I really appreciated it.” Mathias said as you walked up the front steps to his house. You and him went to the same college and recently, Mathias got sick and needed to borrow your notes from the one class you guys had together. Actually, it was more like tutoring for the morning... Afternoon... Evening... All day... He needed help. But he said he’d make it up to you by letting you comeNorwayxArtist!Reader Oneshot! Pose For Me...17 hours ago in Short Stories

Thou Shalt Not Commit--have you ever been in the bed of a committed lover
when someone else's name is on your tongue,
and you saw him yesterday: that wallflower who drove
your patience past its limit, whose waiting hand
stretched you to the lengths of your intimacy until you cried
mercy? the man who loved your every interest, craved
the workings of your ideology, sought after your pacing mind
more than he ever witnessed your lust? and you think,
if i had been a more stable person then, i would be talking
the first words of my guilt: debilitating the trust
which does not come so easily but he wanted every broken
piece of it, sat around the edges of conversations wheThou Shalt Not Commit--16 hours ago in Free Verse

Creepypasta X Half Wolf!Reader [Part 1]The tall being stroked through the thick trees; reaching out every now and then to shield his blank face from the scratching branches and twigs that snapped backwards and hit him with each step he took.
Everything was blissfully silent - save for the crunching of leaves beneath his shoes, the almost inaudible squeak of mice and the occasional crow squawking out its dreadful, distorted melody.
If he had a mouth, he'd let out a long, defeated sigh. He'd taken this walk not in search of victims - but to escape the beat-up old house that he shared with numerous other outcasts.
There was Jeff, the insane 'human' who couldn't quit smiling. It was hard to tell whether he was human or not, but Slender Man believed him to be. There was also that beastly dog, Smile. Then of course that immature little elf, or pixie, or whatever he was named Ben. And then there's Jack, Hoodie and Masky.
It was a house for all the misfits, outcasts, 'monsters'. It was the house for those who didn't belong with thiCreepypasta X Half Wolf!Reader [Part 1]16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

ThousandA thousand times I've chased this light,
And a thousand times I've had it in sight,
But a thousand times I've let it slip,
A thousand more times and I would have had it.Thousand21 hours ago in Free Verse

NaruSaku officially more canon than NaruHina!

Anyone read the newest Naruto? Did you do two and two with the one where Hinata confessed to Naruto? Just to recap:

1. Hinata confesses her 'love' to Naruto.

2. Naruto doesn't respond aside from general shock.

3. Naruto avoids her for 2 days. NaruHina fans argue he was too 'focused' to talk to her.

4. Naruto does a typically 'I love my friends' move, and happens to allow Hinata to continue holding his hand when she slaps him, and he removes the hand from his face, but she doesn't let go of his hand. He also gives her the chakra he would have given her anyway first; simply because touch make it easier. NaruHina argues this means they're viNaruSaku officially more canon than NaruHina!19 hours ago in Articles & Interviews

The skeleton in my closetI hid the skeleton of the herald of the Almighty in my closet

I stacked the washed-out bones on the white oak shelves

and stuffed his message in empty pickle jars

The holy feathers I kept though

Someday I will weave them in a new crown

I hope the Lord won't be mad I didn't choose thorns

but I want a headdress that has never been wornThe skeleton in my closet15 hours ago in Free Verse

Psychotic ramblingsI, in the eternal void rest,
Am the unwanted thirteenth guest,
Insane, deranged and psychotic,
There are people who even call me sick.

Isn't it joyful and greedy to demand
A sacrifice of strangulation at the reach of the hand?
Cure the poisoned in a prison built of mental sand.

Murder is the solution brought by the resolution.
Is this the final, one and only conclusion?
Better think again, there will be no retribution.

Death is not the liberation, just the beginning.
Is there eternal peace? The solution is sinning.
Unacceptable lies become the truth, the chaos keeps spinning.Psychotic ramblings15 hours ago in Free Verse

PrimevalPrimeval

la nuit infinie
absorbe les cris d’une âme
- libération

-----

Primeval

the infinite night
devours a soul’s holler
- emancipation

-SophieCT, 22 mai 2013Primeval21 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern

Be the LastBe the Last
How could I do it?
How should I start?
Just a short glance
A quick look at him
And butterflies
Are driven crazy
Within me.
Why I realize now
My fondness for him
Escapes me
But my curiosity
Drives me to go
Gather my spirits
And say a single hello
But such a task
Such a dare
Is so frightening.
What would he think?
What would he do?
Would he smile
And greet me back
Or give me
An unsure look?
He hardly knows me,
But he knows I sing
He knows my talents
In arts.
Maybe I could appeal to him.
Maybe.
Just maybe...
He does stay
With his family
After the service
And I don't know
Anyone befriending
Him besides his
Relatives.
I know his issue.
He's probably shy, too.
Perhaps...
I could be the first...
And hopefully...
Be the last.Be the Last14 hours ago in Free Verse

Slender Man X Reader (2/2)~Your POV~
Letting out a sigh, you continued to tap away at the keys of your laptop. Why was life so boring? You clicked your tongue, loading up a random YouTube page. "What should I do?" You muttered to yourself, pulling your legs in to sit cross-legged, the laptop resting on your lap. After staring at the YouTube homepage for a little while, you typed 'Pewdiepie' into the search bar. It looked like the Swedish YouTuber would have to try and cure your boredom.
It had been roughly a week since your encounter with Slender Man. Truthfully, were any normal person would never want to see him ever again, you really wanted to see that expressionless face of his. He was intriguing to say the least. There was no other like him - not that you knew of anyway. Maybe he was alone in this world. Maybe, he was the only one of his kind. He lived in the woods... right? Maybe you should go pay a visit...
Seemingly pleased with this idea, you quickly powered down your laptop, putting itSlender Man X Reader (2/2)18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Sleep ParalysisThe demon visited me once again today.

Yes, today. Not tonight or the night before or after; times you’d think a demon would be out. This demon knows no such boundaries, it would seem, and so it usually visits me in the morning.

I lay in bed, having woken up much earlier than I wanted or needed to, with my eyes shut in hopes of remedying the situation. My body relaxed several times, and I felt sleep just within my grasp…
But several times my body found some fault with the split second-imagery of my dreams and jolted me awake, leaving me frustrated, but not deterred.
I would prefer it to what happens next.
The final time I shut Sleep Paralysis17 hours ago in Emotional

Dualscar X Mute!Slave!Reader (Read Description.) Your name is (F. Name) (L. Name). You are being put up for slavery, because you were caught by the blueblood for stealing. They thought they could sell you instead of send you to The Grand HighBlood. You would have agreed, but when you were a little younger something happened to you.

-FLASH BACK-
“Hey (lusus name)...” you sighed as you walked into your hive. “Oh...What wrong dear?” your lusus asked you,”Did something happened?” You were about to replay when you heard slam/knocking on the door. You walk over to the door and open it to be stabbed in the side of the neck with a dagger.

You fall to the grDualscar X Mute!Slave!Reader (Read Description.)10 hours ago in Settings

A poem, by Wendy O. KoopaDaddy’s little girl…

Wanted nothing less than the world.

Heh. If only they knew…

What was the truth.

Why can’t things be the way they were before?

When I was the favourite?

And not that…

…That brat?

I get so angry,

That he gets what I deserve.

Ever since that runt entered the family,

I’m happy if Daddy even remembers my name.

I used to be the star,

I went so very far,

Got everything I wanted,

Even my own car.

Then he comes along,

Ruins my hard work,

All I want is for him to be…

Gone.A poem, by Wendy O. Koopa11 hours ago in Free Verse

A poem, by Iggy KoopaMiddle child…

…I don’t care.

I’m crazy.

I don’t care.

Who’s got the throne? Who rules the Kingdom?

I’m not going to. And I don’t care.

Frivolous is what it is.

I’ve got more important things to do,

Than complain about who’s gonna be king.

Just let me experiment.

And do my own thing.

And you can all do whatever you want.

I’m indifferent.

This isn’t even really a poem.

Just give me a lab, my chain chomp… and maybe Lemmy to hang out with.

And I’m fine. And I’m happy.

…Oh… and no strait jackets.A poem, by Iggy Koopa19 hours ago in Free Verse

Recreate and ControlFormaldehyde bracelets twined bitterly with dusted cuffs of expected rust; a must to overprotect the masses, for their minds contain our very lust.

Twice paid the price our souls have completed, to deplete the credentials from exterior's precision; it maintains the strength we have always needed, one to eliminate the wisdom's decision.

To the highest of clouds we stray near subduction, our rays of lied blindness obscure those in the plains; factories of children lay wasted in grounds, here shall begin our wretched games.

Birthed before us the acquainted fallen, risen now are the mindless dead; our slaves have at last clearly awakened, let Recreate and Control15 hours ago in Free Verse

Reader x Sollux: Hanging in: part one-- defenselessHackie [ dH ] began pestering twinArmageddons [ tA ] at 07 : 56 P.M --
dH: guESS WHO GOT AN A ON THEIR REPORT~!
tA: you?
dH: biNGO!
tA: 2houldnt you be, ii dunno, not wiith that 2creen name anymore?
dH: yeAH...
tA: and drop the quiirk?
dH: i lIKE IT
tA: youre a very uniique human, ___.
dH: i'vE BEEN TOLD. *DH chuckles at Sollux, grinning sheepishly*
tA: you talk two nepeta lot, dont you?
dH: ...yeAH.
tA: ii'm not complaiiniing, ju2t a 2iimple 2ugge2tiion that you 2hould hang out wiith other people.
dH: arE YOU SUGGESTING SOMETHING?
You popped homemade deep-fried chocolate coated sugar doughnut holes into your mouth, watching the screen as the little flashy text thing blinked. Your mouth quivered and you yawned, glancing over to your electronic clock. Make that NEW HOLOGRAPHIC clock, thanks to Aradia. Best moirail? Certainly!
8:12 P.M, March 12th, 2013. School out for spring break, go back on next Tuesday, one week from now. SlReader x Sollux: Hanging in: part one11 hours ago in Short Stories

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