BrokenHearted756

This is my time,        to shine and show the world who I am. My canvas is the world,        and all I need is a spark. To ignite my heart,        to fill it with a passion I have never known. Maybe world peace will become my dream. I can see it now,       how many hearts can I light for my cause? How many will actually make a difference? How about pursuing the life of the rich and famous. I could dine with the president,        hang out with Paramore and maybe get back stage passes. That would be the life,        yea... the American dream. Yet, nothing screams 'go for it'. At least until I think of him,        his tou

As night falls, dreams roam free. His voice dancing in my memory,      taunting me, always taunting. My heart desiring, my dreams wanting. A peaceful sleep, dreaming of his love. These dreams carried by the wings of a dove. The cold night snaking into my dreams,      Heavens embrace broken by Hell's Queen. Tears in my eyes, a scream on my lips. Cold night air and no lovers embrace.

I'm not as callous as you think,         My contempt is nothing but your shortcomings. I know how this world works,         Its hate and blood stained past. This is reality and I am nothing more than a product of it. Can you really stand there and judge me? Are we really that different,        So much so that you accuse me of lies and murder? Aren't you just as guilty? Hiding behind closed doors,        A snake coiled ready to strike. This is our human nature,        Should we be anything less are we still human? To protect our own and forget the rest. Some to enjoy the pain they cause others,        Those sick twisted m

It's cold, so very cold. I don't know what I'm more scared of... the dark and what hides within it, or turning the lights on and quite possibly seeing what they look like. This is my home, with no-one else here it reminds me more of a coffin. Everyone is out, either working or clubbing. They say I'm too young to go with them. I have eight brothers and four sisters (me being the youngest of all my siblings). My mom left when I was small, my dad did to.  Jaden, the oldest, took over until dad showed up about five years ago. I'm 16 about to turn 17 in a couple of days. The house keeps moaning and groaning. I can hear foot steps throu

"Finally! We've found what we're looking for boys!" Yelled Mariala, eyes shining as they brought up the chest, they had gone all over Europe in search of this one thing. How many damned English and Spanish ships had they encountered and fought against… she had lost count after number fifteen.  They had taken that last one's ship, a wonderful beautiful ship. Gold trim on key parts of the hull, beautifully crafted hull and bow. The owner of this ship was a lord and commander, it showed in the craftsmanship. He obviously had spared no expense, 'I should remember to thank that Noble man when I see him. No doubt it'll be as I fall to the pits

The rest of Naruto's 'Private' training was much like that first. On Tuesday while Malik was bathing Naruto decided that it would be fun to steal his clothes. At first he had planned to leave him women's clothing but after some thought, he decided to leave poor Malik with nothing. While Malik was still bathing Naruto had managed to slip a harmless snake into Faheem's tent while he was still sleeping, his reasoning? "That lazy, good for nothing novice needs to be taught to wake up earlier." Then he went to cause more suffering for Faheem and Malik, first Malik. In Malik's tent sat a set of scrolls, unused and he was sure uncounted. Stealing on