the writers' corner!

that's actually not at all bad love the rhyming omg you have talent i could never rhyme
Thanks! When I get more finished, I'll post it somewhere
 
I was randomly typing things down. If I need to change anything or if you have any ideas PLEASE say something. It'd be appreciated.
Running through the wilderness, climbing up the trees. Why do some of the good things always come in threes? The sun filters through the leafs, wondering about my beliefs on how the things should be. Why is it so confusing? Does it really seem amusing? Feelings and thoughts; Dwelling on lots. Hearing the birds singing, makes me feel like winging it until that grit in my heart stop feeling like splattered art.
"Why", I ask the sky up above, " do I need to feel this love?"
(sorry for the cringyness XD)
 

Koyi

Cheesoholic
i lost my poem book, but i wrote a story but its too long i think. I love this thread though
 

Stoop

Shaman
Don't Pity Me

Just because I act happy,
Doesn't mean my life is all sunshine and rainbows.
Just because you never see me sad,
Doesn't mean I never am sad.
Just because I have lots of friends,
Doesn't mean I never feel empty inside.
But, just because I am sad at times,
Doesn't mean I will never recover.
 

Apriicot

Shaman
we have some pretty talented writers here!
 

Glow

Pingless
The phrase "my/your entire life has lead up to this moment" is bullshit
Your life leads to death
We were put on this Earth to die
Everything we do is centered around death
We strive to do great things before we die
We go through hell in order to actually go to hell
When we're all dead what's going to change?
The universe will still be the same
Yeah, Earth might change
But is it anything significant?
The universe is infinite
All we're doing right now is fucking up a planet that could be beautiful without us
i'm frustrated
i'm sorry that it makes no sense my head is killing me
 

Kibs

Pingless
The phrase "my/your entire life has lead up to this moment" is bullshit
Your life leads to death
We were put on this Earth to die
Everything we do is centered around death
We strive to do great things before we die
We go through hell in order to actually go to hell
When we're all dead what's going to change?
The universe will still be the same
Yeah, Earth might change
But is it anything significant?
The universe is infinite
All we're doing right now is fucking up a planet that could be beautiful without us
i'm frustrated
i'm sorry that it makes no sense my head is killing me
THE LAST PART HIT ME SO HARD I LOVE THIS WH
 

Gryphon

MAH CHEESE!
Label
You have the ability to call someone something
It's just a part of life, you presume
It doesn't matter to call someone a phrase with meaning
Well it matters to me
One day they're your friend, next day they're your lover
Another day they're your best friend, and the next day your enemy
No matter what you call someone, they'll always just be a person
They will either leave you or stay with you, there's no in between
It's like putting a bandaid on someone's wound and then ripping it off when it's healed
Why label a person, when that label could chance in an instant
That's what I don't understand and I will never understand.
 

Kibs

Pingless
even the simplest mention of nutella reminds me of you
the sight of an umbrella breaks my heart into two
tell me please
how do you expect me to live
with all these thoughts of you and me
filling up my mind
until all i want is to just break free?

break free from these chains you've been holding me captive in.
how long was it since the last time you even visited me in your thoughts?
the space i hold in your heart, the fight i fought for the love we had,
have i already lost?
 

Silverivy

Active Mouse
Well...
I don't really have much to say but,
Me and my bf are publishing a book around September!
So look forward to it!
?
 

Astatine

Mouse
The prologue of a short story I'm writing. (It might sound a bit wonky in some places as I've originally written it in Hungarian and my translating skills are mediocre at the best lol)
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Chlomaki

Former EN Community Manager
welcome to my,
black and white era
where gray is seen as gold,
and has become this world's new rarity.
sunny days don't last for long,
because our rainy moods always come along,
and together we'll wait until evening
and bond like owls at midnight.

enter my obsessions,
and then you'll see my regrets
and fears that were hidden,
and why you'll see i'm desperate
for your genuine thoughts and emotions.
now i ask of you,
do you feel awkward around me?
will you love me?
because after all,
i love you
so sing to me
and strike my heart with your soft, careful notes.
 

Kibs

Pingless
the rhapsody.

could this be.. the real life?
or is it another fantasy...

i dont know,
im caught in a landslide.
and there's no escape from reality.

please, open your eyes.
can you look at the skies? can you see?

...im nothing but a poor boy.
i have no room for sympathy.
cause i easily come
easily go
not too high
not too low
anywhere the wind carries me,
i dont really care about it...
about it...

my mother
has just brutally murdered a man
she put the .357 magnum on his head
and she pulled the trigger..
but there werent any bullets so she had to reload
and now he's dea--im sorry
i definitely didnt get this idea from cryaotic
 

Koutarou

Shaman
My heart pounds whenever you pass by, talk/chat to me on the phone or either in personal. I would listen and respond to your blabbering during lunch time and after school. It feels like I'm falling in a hole that you've dug up.

My heart pounds because I feel relaxed and happy whenever I'm around you. It's just one of the things I want to be with you.

My heart pounds faster when you kiss me on the cheek. Or either we share a kiss once in a while.

You keep pounding my heart since you live in there.

This is just a short story/drabble I don't know what to call this. But it's kind of you know, cheesy romantic stuff. Please excuse my love-struck state, and please excuse me for my bad writing grammar.
 

Masn

Cheesus
rant thing.
read if you would like.
i am not giving names away if you ask.
---
Honestly, when I first met you, I thought you were
the coolest. I looked up to you, even though you said I
was a "higher class" than you. You've always grabbed my attention,
even if it was you cursing me out and calling me horrid names.
When we became friends, I could tell there was something bothering you;
because when you spoke I could practically hear the stutters and
all the sounds, that you would make.
Fast forward to the day I actually heard your voice,
I wasn't nervous to talk to you, I wasn't scared to say anything at all,
It was you, your name, made me tingle. I loved the way it rolled off of my tongue.
We continued to talk for a few days, and soon we became friends.
I remember you would always bring up the topic of me on the staff team,
oh god, did I hate that topic, but you could make me do anything.
You brought life to me. You watched and observe me every moment
I spoke. I didn't know at the time, of what seemed your little secret,
that you had her. I didn't think much, thinking it was someone
who was never there. You seemed to needy, you said it yourself.
You craved me, I could tell; but I loved torturing you until
you couldn't wait anymore. It was then, I figured who was yours.
I have felt guilt before, and I thought I would grow out of this
bubble of feelings for you, but yet; I have not, and I am still waiting.
I cared for you, made sure you were okay that night you were hurt.
What time was it, 2 or 3 A.M.? I don't remember, but all I do remember was
crying, and just so much gasps for air. You didn't know a lot about me then,
but we shared a few things often. You fell in love with things I disliked.
That's why I fell so hard, for you. I tried so many times to let go,
you wouldn't loosen the grip of my wrist from your hand, and no matter how
red and how much I screamed, you wouldn't let go.
You knew what I was going through, and so much pain I had on my shoulders.
You said you loved me, you wanted to hear my voice, but I didn't want to hear yours.
Sleeping softly, hopeless tears. We are no good for each other and you know it,
I had lashed out, and I hadn't cried so hard in so long. It physically hurt to cry.
My eyes were so red, and I was so ashamed. I tried to ask my friends for help,
I couldn't even type what was wrong. Little do you know, huh?
I am so afraid of hurting you, and telling you the truth.
So I keep lying and saying everything is okay, but the truth is,
everything is not okay. You kept telling me that it is okay, and I will be okay,
but everyone says that too. The fucking fact that it is not okay.
Crying over you every night and you not knowing is okay?
Yeah, didn't think so.
I told you how many times I am hurt by you,
you say, "Is this any other way we can fix this without you leaving...?"
No, there is not. I am so tired of you, walking over me, feeding me lies,
and just trying to act like you care because all you really want is for me
to call you "Babe" for one night, and act out all sexy, and the thing is,
I am not sexy. I hate calling people "Babe". (I have no idea why my old username was that.)
You make me feel so sick, and every time you say something sexual,
I can't help but think of leaving you. I do not want that, and you know it,
but you do it for your own damn self. All you do want is for me to stay until
you break her heart, and you want me there to protect you
and to tell her off, and just to make her jealous.
Trust me, I know this cycle. I've been through it so many times.
You say my ex, who is now one of my great friends, deserves to die
because of me and his past. You asked me to share, you don't
get to comment. Now, I have finally left you, and I know
this won't be the last night I will cry for hours, but it will be
the first night in a long time, that I will feel free, and the tears
won't be about you. They will be my recovering tears, the ones
that will bring life into me, like you once did, and make the death
vanish. I know, it will take time, but that's ok. You were like a key,
but to the wrong door. You are not the key I need. But hey,
thanks for making yourself a fool, and trying to hurt me and my friends
it was great whilst it lasted, and trust me, I will miss you,
but do not come back. I will find my happiness, and I will say,
"Do you remember when all I wanted was happiness for you and me?"
I will show it off, and I will be so happy without you.
Do not message me saying, "I'm so sorry, is there any way we can fix it?"
because no, there is no way of fixing all of the cracks I have in my bones from
my heart pounding against my chest, from all of the nights I was in bed
reading those messages over and over again. I will still be here,
but I will be smarter. I will not choose the same path
I have chosen like this, and I will think out and process about what will happen.
If you cared, you would have let me known a long time ago, no, I know you said you did,
but words are so easy to say. Stop feeding me lies, and acting like I'm the best girl
you've ever met because, in reality, I am not. I am not happy, I am not happy with my body,
I am not happy with my personality, god, I can go on forever and you know them all.
So stop acting like everything is alright. It is ok to be not ok.
I have learned that from you. And, I do miss you, but not how i used to miss you,
but I hope you crave and cry for me, like I did.
 
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