Hurting for a very Hurtful Pain ENG. by harlowejean, literature
Literature
Hurting for a very Hurtful Pain ENG.
What's hurting me? Why does it hurt so?
Why am I so hurting to hurt?
Oh, it hurts, the pain's so bad
Why does it hurt as bad as this?
I want to tell you how much it hurts,
I want you to be the only one who knows
Oh, it's awful, so very awful.
Why does it feel as bad as this?
I want you, it's you I want.
The pain is right here in my chest...
Yes, I was the one who did it to me.
Yes, I have wounded myself so.
It goes away naturally when I leave it be,
But this pain just keeps returning.
When I close my eyes, all I know
Are the things I cannot see
It's unreasonable to a far, far point.
Someone must know my anguish...
Don't come near, don't
More than a little broken by harlowejean, literature
Literature
More than a little broken
I worry at my hands, finger gnawing, and biting,
boring little holes in already-worn skin, scars frequent here.
You say i could never understand, that you are far too broken.
I am boiling, acid throwing itself at my heart, shaking inherently,
" Just another crack. "
They say, as though they see them,
" Nothing is broken, you must be fine. "
They can assume ignorantly, they really care not.
Can they forever ignore the little red wrist marks,
the missing safety pins, broken sewing needles, razors with little ends missing,
the bloodshot in my eyes, the cold fingers?
As it now it only seems, that this is my dilemma.
The only anchors tying me her
She stood over them all, her platinum hair messily tied back. Blood stained her finger, its cold thickness coating her knuckles in red. They would do well, hopefully. She had gathered a few extra in case a few ended up failing or if one snapped and lashed out.
She rolled her head, cracking her neck. They all had potential, she had watched, giving them challenges to see how they would react. Yes, quite the eccentric bunch she had gathered.
Her bare feet touched the clear, sky colored floor. She smiled widely when she wondered how long it would take for them to wake up, and who would serve the most laughable reaction to her little trick.
My patience is spreading thin,
as the days spin quickly by me.
My brain is whirling,
Because an entire year has passed,
and absolutely nothing is getting done!
Even though people have helped me out,
As the hour hand spins, so do my eyes.
I've lost my heart to praise and adoration,
I've messed everything up
" Ah... If only there were one more of me.."
Shall I erase this
Impossible dilemma for you?
A Fake, Fake, Imitation!
Wait, whats this? Look!
Its a revolutionary situation.
I'm happy, happy, so happy!
I can't stop!
A Fake, Fake imitation!
Come on, I'll substitute for you!
Our behavior is just the same.
I feel kinda impulsive
Ah, (laugh)
The first me was an obedient girl,
But when failed love sealed her feelings,
She built up new characters
and their feelings interchange!
aah!
Refusing to accept the memories,
She took on totally different attitudes,
Acting like someone else,
Yes, thats how she protected herself
They don't share their memories,
They don't even know each other exist,
Time flowed on, and now
Ten peoples personalities reside here.
The tenants inside me
All fell in love with the same man
with all unrequited love
This was his reply:
" I'll only love, One of the people among you,"
Our hearts began to beat fast
And we hurried to restrain
our quickened puls
Just some random characters i'll be drawing soon by harlowejean, literature
Literature
Just some random characters i'll be drawing soon
Specs ~ The living encyclopedia.
A snippy tsundere who had problems with her family until they were mysteriously picked off by a local devil-worshiping cult.
Marie ~ The desirable klutz.
A ditzy, clumsy girl who has countless admirers who have no idea about her dangerous mafia past.
Magdalia ~ The brawn.
A brutal, violent girl who has no sense of morality, mercy or loyalty.
Ziggi ~ The perfect playboy.
With glittering teeth and wavy blonde hair, he and his cash-stash gets all the girls, but he sure can't keep any!!
Basill ~ The sweetheart
With a big heart (and stomach), Basill makes a wonderful companion, but what does he keep hidden
"Can you hear me?? Are you even paying attention?!" He cries at me, as i stare at him blankly. Slowly nodding, i say nothing.
" I don't want you around me anymore! So let go of my hand already!" He thrashes his arm, yanking his hand out of my grip.
"F-fine..." I manage to choke out in my emotionless and metallic voice.
I should scream, or cry, or beg him to stay, but i am mortified. He no longer requires his best friend. The day has come where he has finally outgrown me.
" I never want to see you again!!" The naive boy yells, knowing i'll obey.
The unbearable heat weighed down on us as we walked silently.
"You know..!" I cut off, attemp
I had seen one behind that tall iron gate, Simply giving itself a bath.
It was an impulse, just a little one, I had no idea it would bring back such memory.
Climbing over the gate, my skirt catches a little, tearing off and leaving a scrap of the lacy black fabric behind. Boldly following this ominous black cat, I dodge the trash littering the darkening alleyway, wobbling in my 2-inch platform Doc Martin shoes.
Shuffling can be heard, along with hushed whispering, quick words exchanged between lovers it seems. A warm breeze brushed some matted blonde hair out of my face, my brown eyes narrowing as i struggle to keep track of my quarry.
As th
Everyone then looked towards the petite girl curled up asleep in the corner. Without a second thought, Oliver boomed " Wake up!! Joi, wake up, you freak!!" He snarls slightly as Natsumii throws him a sour glance. The ginger throws her head back abruptly, hitting her head on the wall. Groaning and stumbling to her feet, she brushes the curly strands from her face and shuffles over, blinking the sleep from her face. All the teens besides Natsumii and Coral throw the ginger a dirty glance before averting their attention back to the platinum-haired stranger. Said girl smiles sickly, placing her hands on her hips and hunching over slightly.
" W
The blind girl was led by Pheo as they made their way to the sleeping twins. roughly jabbing the boy in the ribs with her shoes, Pheo released Coral's wrist.
"Oliver! Get up you lazy bum! We've got things to sort out, ne?" Pheo barked loudly, causing the blue haired girl beside Oliver to jolt awake.
"huh..?" she asked groggily, before seeing who she was talking to. Turning beet red, Natsumii straightens up, shaking Oliver awake. " Sorry.."
The boy wakes slowly, rubbing the back of his neck until he hits the windup key and snaps his eyes open. " The hell!?" he exclaims loudly, jumping up. He points accusingly at Pheo and shouts "What The he
We Would Sit Out To Hear Cicada-Song,
Vanilla Ice-Cream Dripping Down Our Fingers,
As We Talked About Nothing At All.
When I Would Sit alone On A Broken Down Swing-Set,
You Would Come Out To Bother Me,
Throwing Seedless Cherries At My Wet Hair.
And You Liked To Turn Me Bright-Red
Sitting Besides Me And Leaning On My Shoulder,
As Though We Were Close Friends.
But When The First Leaf Turned Mellow-Orange,
And I Left That Serene Setting,
Is When I Realized You Were Well-Suited To Summer.
The young girl ran, her sister at her side.
They knew not what was pursuing them, in fact it was nothing at all.
They were leaving home, all their little baubles and clothes packed away in small bags that jingled as they hit the girls side.
Neither knew where they were going. They were doing as was planned before they were even born.
The blue haired girl glanced back at her twin, who was panting heavily with her sweaty blue hair sticking to her pale face.
Sticks smacked against their bare arms as they ran, tearing at the matching white nightgowns they wore.
Reaching the edge of the forest, edge of the world... The twins were met with a she
Its been a long while since ive been on this site. Its just not for me anymore. Too many memories.
No, I wont be deleting my account. Just because, well, I'm waiting for someone. You know who you are.
There's no reason for me to be leaving any of you hanging, I suppose. Just know that I will barely be producing content, as helpful to me as it would be. I've got a complete inability to write anymore; Its too emotionally taxing because it draws up a lot of residual energy. So, I'm sorry.
I'll still be really slow to reply to any notes, or comments. My kik is candidHomunculus
That is my primary messager and that is the fastest way to rea
I've decided to open up an Etsy shop in the next month or so, selling anime themed scarves, some gloves (maybe!) and jewelry, along with other assorted goods. It'll take a little while to stock up things to sell, but I know that I'll be starting off with some Kagepro characters.
I've also decided that I'm going to cosplay Fem!Kuroha for Sakura Sunday, and have already started making it. I was originally planning on cosplaying Ayano... But then I remembered how last year I was over heating.. So I decided against it.
Anyways, nothing else interesting is happening, other than the fact that I'm slacking on the 100 poem challenge
Ohh
Ahh
Omygods
Doing alot of drawing opposed to writing
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Hah.... I just ate some pizza and... Ohgods its a spicy pizza! Who the heck likes spicy pizza?!?