Featured: Nowan Mystiere deviant ID 2013_05_04
Lolai. There was a small, hidden gem of a coffee shop Lola used to frequent.Lola by rociobelindamendez
Every thursday morning at 8:35 she would stand in line for her coffee. Medium hazelnut latte, no sugars.
An imaginative girl with a sharp wit, and a delicate tongue.
Her silky, short chestnut hair was often covering her hazel gaze.
Her colourful pieces of layered clothing decorated her petite frame as she strolled in and out of shop’s with bells that rung to the sound of movement.
Lola made her way to the coffee shop as she had for years, with a slight spring to her step.
She was feeling particularly inspired today, and it showed to the trained eye.
ii. Two people were in front of her deciding on their order. She looked forward a touch, and noticed the most beautiful girl she had ever seen being trained on her first day, standing at the counter.
Lola couldn’t help but stare intently as she watched her subtle movements, and nuances; they looked like a deconstructed masterpiece made for her eyes only.
InvertI think most of us should work on inverting our lives. We’re too preoccupied as a western society (I’ll only speak for what I know). Too preoccupied and distracted to notice what we’re actually noticing. The things we tend to focus on can be condensed into two brackets. (Money) –– which can comprise of work, saving, providing for your family/friends, getting security for yourself and those you love, gaining materialistic worth that make the every day life easier. And finally consumables; which in this case would be food, clothes, shelter, water, and basic resources.Invert by rociobelindamendez
Another thing we focus on that can be condensed into a somewhat fidgety bracket is (distraction). Active distraction from the essence of life, from the pulse in your wrist, neck and heart. From the energy surrounding you, from the vital questions that linger on throughout the course of a life. This category can be difficult because something that is distraction to one person when used cor
Thanks but NO thanks.Yes I'm reaching out for help.Thanks but NO thanks. by miyu713
I know I have a problem
I understand they're all inside my head
Give me a minute to try to solve them
I get that it’s hard to comprehend.
It’s an issue I'm well aware
And if you know how to fix me
You’re more than welcome to share.
Yes, I can tell I'm not speaking
But my actions should scream louder than words
Don’t mind me while I'm slowly imploding
I'll keep it contained inside my wards
I can tell you're a bit frustrated
I feel for you really I do
As soon as my episode is over
I'll gladly tell you I'm through
I heard that it’s just a silly little phase
A bump along life's long twisting path
You’re right it’s absurd that I'm mental
Ill figure it out using math
Mental disorders are all imagination
There’s nothing wrong, just throwing a fit
I'll suck it up and get stronger
And tomorrow be so done with 'it'
I mean come on the monsters can't be real
It’s silly and childish no doubt
I'm so glad you sat her
Thighs ApartFeet together,Thighs Apart by lostmyslef
how i mend my broken heart.
and dinner comes up,
pretending i don't give a fuck.
water water, another swig.
Can't sleep at night,
can't face the day,
why won't ana go away?
Crying into bloody wrists,
Thinspo on my wall.
But here i am again.
Here, my only friend.
Here, i face my silent end.
Thank you for trying.
I'm sorry. I tried.
Overprotective Mother-PoemOverprotective MotherOverprotective Mother-Poem by nursal1060
By: Mutter (for my injured Tochter)
First...before I tell you Tochter,
Let me address the anonymous person
Who has hurt you.
To the person
Who has caused my baby girl pain…
I just have one thing to ask you:
Why did you victimize my darling?
You know she’s amazing,
Everyone loves her how she is,
Why did you try to tell her otherwise?
Were you jealous of the happiness she had?
Is that why you made her cry?
Did you get mad at her for looking beautiful?
Is that why you bruised her?
Were you mad that she walked everywhere with confidence?
Is that why you pushed her down the stairs?
Were you upset that no one had tried to offend her?
Is that why you called her ugly?
Did you cover it up with rumors to shame her/?
You are the lowest of the low.
You’re lucky she doesn’t know who you are,
If she know, I may have done something rash.
Call me an overprotective mother,
I know already…
No one messes with my baby and gets away with it, EVER.
Poem For My Baby GirlPoem for my “Baby Girl”Poem For My Baby Girl by nursal1060
From: Muti and your Mayonaka Family
Baby girl, my sweet little “child”...
Every night when I head to sleep,
Our last conversation lingers in my head
All night long.
Sweetheart, do you realize,
That your pain is our pain?
I know what you think…
You think you’re a burden
To your father and I
And the rest of our Ohana.
Is that why you distance yourself from us?
My dear daughter,
I hope you realize…
When you cry, we can feel your sorrow,
And when you’re frightened, we share your fears,
And when you try to be aloof, we feel excluded,
And when you feel despair, we feel helpless as well…
Your emotions really matter to us,
Despite the fact that you think that it’s a waste
To burden the Ohana with such things.
Baby girl, my sweetheart,
I want you to believe.
Believe that you’re special.
Believe that you’re extraordinary in a good way.
Believe that you’re truly important.
Believe that we ALL
First ChapterPrologueFirst Chapter by lostmyslef
"What are we gonna do with her?" Her voice had never sounded so cold.
"You know what we have to do." I couldn't stop shaking.
"I know but when?"
"Tomorrow, I've already made the appointment."
"She'll never agree."
"I don't care what she does. This is about what she did and how we can rectify the situation."
"I'll put something in her breakfast. Doctor Hamilton is a friend. He won't mind a bit of drowsiness.
"Sounds fine, I don't care what you do as long as that abomination is destroyed. With any luck, she'll go with it."
"Just pray for the best."
"Praying? what do they know about praying? No just god would condone such a prayer, and if he does, he is no god of
DisappearWould you miss me if I go?Disappear by ninjaturtle173
If yes, please let it show
Would you miss me if I left?
I shouldn't hold my breath.
What is this feeling of despair
That always comes in night air?
What does this feeling represent,
This feeling of ill content?
Would you miss me if I flee?
If not then set me free
Would you miss me if I died?
If yes then be my guide
Why do I feel invisible
When my life is divisible?
Could I possibly walk away
And bid the ones I love good day?
Would you miss me if I disappear?
Please help me to squish this fear
Would you miss me if I walk?
Please give me a chance to talk
Well I suppose this is it
My time to give up and quit.
It is time to say goodbye
I love you all, please don't cry.
Take Me AwayPerhaps one day, I won't want to reach out for an escape,Take Me Away by rociobelindamendez
Instead I'll face the music, I hope it's soothing for my sake.
This running is redundant, you see I'm running in small circles
Not heading in any direction, less speedily than a dying turtle.
Self destruction, my dear, what ever your chosen form may be
Has a comforting fuzziness to it, it's addiction is the enemy.
It feels good, because it's bad, what a confusing, musing mess
I decided not to repeat this mistake... alas I did!, I confess.
Pass me that exit again, let me run away some more
This out of focus life has become what I end up waking for.
This reality is beautiful, am I just wasting all my time?
Some days I say 'the hell with it, this life is none but mine'.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
A Hero. The Ruler.I never meant to be a hero.A Hero. The Ruler. by lostmyslef
I just wanted to make things right.
Never wanted to save the world,
but I felt the need to fight.
No one should have to bow down.
No one should surrender their all,
but he was their shepherd,
and all the sheep were so small.
A dark hero,
valiant and fierce in his desire for freedom.
A white knight,
driven with mad with power, yet seen as a beacon,
and me in the middle,
never wanting a part.
I was filled with desire,
and a thirst to follow my heart.
Now they all look to me,
but how can I rule?
This wasn't the plan.
How could he have been such a fool?
I'm only the black sheep,
just as minuscule and insignificant.
I'm just the one who took a stand,
but now the world is in my hands.
You're Holding A ShotgunI used to be the sun;You're Holding A Shotgun by Swanhyld
now I’m just a shadow.
You’re holding a shotgun
and all I’ve got are arrows.
Memories dog my heels;
once this was our town.
Once we had ideals;
You brought them all down.
Tomorrow’s coming fast;
we’re running out of time;
you’ve forced me at last…
And I can’t call you mine.
This Insensate AmputationThese old notes, they cut too deep.This Insensate Amputation by Swanhyld
Is this the fate I am to reap?
It hurts that you I cannot keep;
I cannot sleep, I cannot sleep.
What became of our elation?
Where's your professed adoration?
Is your cruelty my creation,
this insensate amputation?
Written words return to you...
You can’t escape the things you do.
A door shuts, and you knew,
for me, there was no way back through.
HeartbreakRemember that time that I fell?Heartbreak by LexiTaber
No, not down a hill, & not on my face,
The time I fell & you went in for the kill, switching my fate,
My guard was down,
You fixed my frown,
The walls had crumbled,
As your worlds humbled me,
I went in deep,
You played me like a game,
Causing me pain,
Everytime I held a knife,
I felt like ending my life,
But, that's the past,
We didn't last,
But, the jokes on you,
We're switching shoes,
You get to wipe the tears from her face,
& see her in the same pain,
You put me through,
I hope you have fun,
When your daughter or son,
Experience the same heartbreak,
You threw upon my fate,
Caught-Fearful PoemCaughtCaught-Fearful Poem by nursal1060
By: Kaede N. S.
Knowing it is
Gone for good
From hair and eyes
But I can’t
But I won’t
A small incident
Dragging so deep
A petty problem
Leading to much more
Wanted to stay clean
Became tainted with trouble
The scar remains
It’ll never fade
Here I am
The sentencing is now
Too late for change
The Only Way Out-PoemThe Only Way Out-Poem by nursal1060
The Only Way Out
(A 3rd Round Entry for the #Writers—club contest)
Of sloshing inside
My special home
Filled with fluids.
Made from two people
But here, I’m alone.
I’m scared, it’s so dark
And so lonely.
How much longer will it take
To break free
From this dark place
And free myself?
How much longer
Until the walls
Close in on me
And force me out?
When will I get out?
What was that?
The wall starts to squeeze in
The fluid moves about,
And then it drains out.
Then I’m cold in here.
The walls push me down,
They force me to move
Down that damp canal
Towards the blinding light.
Yelling and screaming all around me.
This light’s too bright…
Air rushes in my body
For the first time ever.
The journey was long and hard
But here I am.
In my parents’ arms.
UneditedWe cry.Unedited by lostmyslef
We fight for our dream.
We're just waiting to die.
The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.
The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.
So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?
Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?
Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"
Science and NatureThe proper use of science is not to conquer nature but to live in it.Science and Nature by IndigoMystiere
- Barry Commoner
The Only DifferenceWhat makes me an evil monsterThe Only Difference by hypermagical
and you a shining angel when
the only difference between the two of us
is that I was never loved quite as much.
Light at the End of the Road-PoemDrowningLight at the End of the Road-Poem by nursal1060
The darkness consumes me
Every day of my life
Nothing ever changes
Nothing ever improves
It just hurts me
Drags me down
Until I can’t breathe
No one said that life was easy
But they never told me
That it would be this hard either
I want to give in
To give up
So the pain of loss
And seething hatred
And leaves me be
But there is a light
A way out
In the people
Who love me so
Who hold me dear
Who want me near
Who want me with them
They are my support
They are my tomorrow
And I thank them
From the bottom of my heart
If I still have one
That they never leave me
Happy Birthday Viidith22
|More Journal Entries|