Cupid is stupid.
He can't aim for shit.
You'd best watch you back,
or you may be hit
by an arrow that's meant for
another poor fool
Cupid, oh Cupid
you are such a tool
They say love is blind,
that Cupid can't see.
I'm sure that's true,
for of course he hit me.
Now I'm stuck here in love with
one who couldn't care less
Cupid, you've made me
another fine mess.
Love, to cupid, is still just a game
He makes fun of us
he doesn't have shame
I wonder what would happen, if he were the same
hopelessly loving a careless dame.
This world is out for blood.
I know. We grew up believing that everything’s great.
A world full of wonder and glitter and everything good, but that’s really not how it works.
No.
This world will take you for everything you have
Every dollar. Every nickel. Every cent.
I suppose you could call it a kind of rent.
But it doesn’t stop there, Oh no.
It’s greed has only begun.
You see this world wants your time
Every minute and second drained away in endless futility
And still it goes on.
Now it wants your health.
Little by little your energy fades, your body fails and the light goes from your eyes.
And then it
Extended Nursery Rhymes 1- The Old Man's Tale by amz246, literature
Literature
Extended Nursery Rhymes 1- The Old Man's Tale
It's raining, it's pouring,
the old man is snoring.
He went to bed, he bumped his head,
he didn't wake up in the morning.
The old man, he slept away
day after lonely day
and then he woke to see the sun
a little boy's life had just begun
The boy grew up, and lived his life
he worked a job he had a wife,
the man he grew so old and then
the old man bumped his head again
The old man's wife, she cried for days,
she took some pills and down she lay
beside the man that she adored
together they slept forevermore
The first screening of a movie
in the midnight hour
The night rises on the eve
of a bloody power
A gunshot, muzzle flash
screams rent the air
Pure terror fills the room
that dozens share
A dark night screening
dozens left shot and bleeding
A single madman
can leave the whole nation reeling
In the hospital
Big and little
people lie
And they're the lucky ones
for on that night people died
They won't
see their families again
children, women, and men
are buried
People horrified
clinging to memories
they carry
Tryin to find a way
to forget this madness
searching desperately
to escape this sadness
But it will end,
These chains are holding me
tied to the ground
and flames surround
burning with a crackling sound
I need to break free
find a way to be me
or I'm consumed in a painful ecstasy
I stand bound by
the people who hold me down
in hatred found
their reasons to betray and surround
They're angry cause they found
I'm dangerous
for we can't let someone be better than us
'course they fear me
they don't hear my words
or be near the truth
they all say it's too absurd
but in reality
they don't want to break free
of the cages they've built
walls made to hide their guilt
they're sufferin
convinced that they're safe within
their lonely
Untitled (open to suggestions) by amz246, literature
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He just came in
Burst through the doors guns blazing
He hates this school
Tired of perpetual hazing
He can't see clearly
He only sees the faces that hurt him
Blood spills with the death of an innocent person
As he shoots
Tears flow down from his eyes
Because his hatred
Is just fear and pain in disguise
He was abused
No one stepped up to defend him
No one Helped him
No one took the time to befriend him
So he breaks
His mind shattered
His thoughts scattered
He's snapped
And suddenly nothing else matters
It's over
someone knocks the gun from his hand
He falls to his knees
He doesn't have the strength to stand
His mind cle
The world once bright and filled with light,
is now in shades of grey.
the color drained, and like the night,
darkness claims the day.
The cold has gripped the aching heart,
and pulses through the vein.
But those who care will hold you up,
and help you through the pain.
The day will fight and best the night,
and darkness fades away.
The color that once left your life,
will soon replace the grey.
My dreams are still comprised of you.
The more I see, the more I do,
it always leads me right back to
wishing I was again with you.
I once could soar through the sky on wings.
You gave them to me. I wanted to sing.
But then you moved on to other things,
and left me to fall on broken wings.
I landed hard with bruises and bumps.
My wings fell off and left me with stumps.
I looked around and saw I was sunk,
I had landed inside an endless slump.
The day grew dim and turned into night,
as I tried to escape to the end of my might.
But then you returned and ended my plight.
You came back to me with wings of light.
You lifted me up on
Soo, had a little inspiration this week and I'm writing a story for the first time. Not sure how it's going to come out, but I'll post the first chapter when it's finished.
Edit: Why is it so difficult to remember to type one little story???
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