Topic: 11 chapters of the 14th life (Simmi-OMGUPDATED AUG 25th)

[Meilinrose]

Wow, those are really good! *Huggles* I love the imagery, morbid but really vivid in all of them - and I agree with Amy, they'd make great song lyrics ^_^ Good luck if you try writing songs for them, and post up files when you're done!

[Froggie chan]

Thankies. I've been trying to write but lately I've had no creativity, even drawing is an amazing feat.

same here T_T
I told caz about the fact I was struggling in drawing a few weeks ago (ive restored to observational stuff for practise)
whats worse is I know what I want to write but I cant word it T_T

[Meilinrose]

Yeah, with drawing at least you can just practice by copying other pictures to see how that artists works or by practicing proportions or whatever (which I haven't been doing, tut tut). But with writing you can't exactly say "Hmm, writer's block, I'll go conjugate some verbs until it flows". It'd be nice if that worked ^_^; I only ever write when I'm feeling exceptionally emotional, which is why I may not have spent time refining it or whatever but it means something to me, personally.

[Schitzoid]

"Hmm, writer's block, I'll go conjugate some verbs until it flows"

hahaha XD
that made me laugh so much for some reason
Yeah, but then I can't draw when I don't feel creative at all

[Maki-chan]

It seems that I don't venture down here to the poetry corner as often as I should, so this is my first look at these. I loved them all Simmies. ^_^ Like Caz said, the imagery is awesome and really brings out the reality of what's happening. It does bring back some old feelings for me as well. Although I never tried to cut myself, there were times that I felt that I had been given an unfair life, that I was trapped and wanted to get out ...

[Schitzoid]

Haha, the site's telling me off for taking so long to update
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Beh.

22nd Jan. Formaldehyde
A light kiss on the cheek brings the tears to my eyes,
Cascading down the curves of my face,
Freefalling away, shattering on the floor.
My body moves alongside yours,
A result of lust,
Of love,
Or of fear.
I can't be sure.
My face nuzzled in to the nape of your neck,
I shake with failure as the tears stream endlessly.
That sweet wrinkle of your nose,
Signalling your concern.
I shy away from the gentle touch,
Trying to comfort, failing to appease.
I feign a smile,
Allow you to believe I want this,
I need this.
Just keep going,
And don't ever stop.
Spoil me,
Make me yours.
Forevermore,
Your rotten whore.

31st Jan. Untitled
The tears run down her cheeks,
Marathon runners, racing to the end.
She begs for a hand to wipe away the tears,
Wash away the pain,
Make sure nothing is ever the same.
A thief,
Stealing time from a world that forgot,
But won't let her forget.
Pretends there's nothing to gain and everything to lose,
Moving forward, attempting, at least.
Ambivalent to her falling grace,
Her broken face.
A reflection that isn't hers.
Laughed out of home,
Begged to return.
A vicious cycle,
A game.
She isn't sure how to play.
The hand never comes to wash it away,
Armed with cares and well-meant thoughts,
He stands at the side of another.
Unknown.
Non-existant, perhaps.
He never saves her,
Not once does someone try.
Stolen from a 'friend',
Not a toy, but played like a game.
She put the bullet in the gun and put it all in her head.

Hmm, I really don't know where those came from, especially 'Formaldehyde'. Beh.
Oh, extra points to whoever can guess where I stole the last line of the second one from >.><.<

[Schitzoid]

2nd Feb. The Mattress Feels Lumpy, But I'm No Princess
Hazed eyes as we awake,
Do you mistake me for another?
Do you forget I'm still the same?
I don't want to be here,
Yet somehow I always return.
Cold, sleepless, tired, hungry.
Craving that bittersweet feeling,
When I feel alive inside.
Drowning in my flawlessly formed tears,
Each perfect, each alone.
My helpless cries fall on deaf, careless ears.
So I continue,
Pretending to have never cried at all.

I was going to do more with that one, but I had to do something and then I lost my train of thought >.<

[Schitzoid]

6th Feb. Stop Calling, This Line Is For People Who Found My Dog.
Hello, 999?
I actually called th eright number...
You should send an ambulance,
I think I'm dying.
Well I'm not sure what it was,
But I took 13 times the maximum daily dose.
I don't know what I was doing,
I slit my wrist too.
I'm having trouble breathing,
Please hurry.
Don't stop talking to me.
Before...?
Once, I pulled the trigger wrong,
It broke off,
I choked on that instead of the bullet.
I can't hold the phone up,
My arm's almost as heavy as my eyes.
Please hurry,
And never let me hear that dial tone.

Uhm, yeah. It's kind of junk. It just popped into my head and I wrote it. I drew a pic but I'm not sure I'll be able to post it if DeviantArt doesn't stop fucking about.

Edit:

wewt >.<

[Froggie chan]

Whoa.. this are like uber-awesome.

I think "Formaldehyde" appeals to me the most along with "Stop Calling, This Line Is For People Who Found My Dog." not really sure why but they are all fucking awesome!
I love you sims I really do.

O_O

[Schitzoid]

I love ye too o.o

I'd say 'Formaldehyde' is my favourite too, but that's because I feel like I didn't write it... if that makes sense o.O

[Schitzoid]

Hmmm, I was looking through some old books and I found this. I know it's at least  a year old because it had his written at the top;
15 years young,
Already hurt so much.
16 soon,
Not nearly soon enough.

??.?? '05? Snow White Never Lived 'Happily Ever After.'
Imperfect imagery of who I am,
Profoundly baffles with the angelic image of who I should become.
Let me see through the disillusioned dreams.
Let me be sure of who I am.
Grown up fearful,
Afraid to be me,
Afraid to be someone other than who they see.
Afraid to admit I don't like this,
I don't like that.
That very opinion,
The beginning of my end.
"Bang bang"-dead
He didn't like her shoes,
Just sharing his opinion.
He shouldn't have had to chose,
I shouldn't have to pretend.
That isn't who I am,
But my honesty could kill me.
I'm not ready to say,
"The End."

I really went off on a tangent with that one.

[Schitzoid]

I found a new poem, it says 'last modified, 10th February 2005', so we'll go with that

10^th Feb. '05 Heroin Never Got Me High Like This
A little backhand,
It makes me bleed.
It makes me,
Run to the corner,
Hide away,
From the pain you inflict on me everyday.
You call me your slut,
And I quiver in fear.
I'm confused,
I ask myself,
Why am I still here?
I guess it's a,
Little sadistic,
It's the way that I am.
It's like,
getting slapped,
But now I'm back here again.
I feel like I need you but I know that I don't.
Sometimes I want to just,
throw myself at you.
But I'm not ready for that connection,
and you'll just hurt me again.
It's an addiction,
It can't be fixed,
And I,
Wonder what I did to be hurt like this.
What makes me stay in this place,
While you hurt me like this?
Defamatory names,
I hide myself in shame.
A kiss on the cheek,
You say my tears taste *so* sweet.
A bite on the neck,
I bleed again,
This time it's your fault...
You've seen me at my worst,
And you never seemed to care.
There are certain things I wouldn't do,
Things I wouldn't give up to you,
A certain something I *wouldn't* give up to you.
You didn't care,
That wasn't what you wanted.
It was sweet in a sickening kind of way.
You licked my wounds,
Cleaned away the blood and the pain,
It wouldn't have bothered me but you enjoyed it so much.
The way your eyes lit up when you saw blood on my arms,
When you saw that tear roll down my cheek,
The way I shivered in *my* corner when your shadow loomed over me.
Your sweet embrace,
A bruise on my face.
The scent of your hair,
The pain in my leg.
You're like my drug,
I love you so much,
But you do more bad then good to me.
I try to break free of your hold,
But I fall deeper,
Closer to you.
You're my addiction,
My curse,
My pain,
My love,
My heart.
All I seem to see is us,
All I can feel is your touch,
Your kiss...
You're my addiction,
My drug,
My sweet, untouched,
Pure ecstasy.

[Maki-chan]

Oooh, really good Simmi-chan! ^_^ I like how it shows the two sides swinging back and forth like a pendulum between pain and ecstasy.

[Froggie chan]

I agree with Mj on that one.

The Snow White one was awesome, really fits some of the things floating through my head recently.
<3

[Schitzoid]

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Always makes me giggle for some reason. I'm so bad X_x
2 new poems, some of my creativity is retuning, but as of right now, it's mostly junk.

24^th Aug. '06 Even monkeys learn to dance
Thin red line,
Always red.
Zebra crossing for a world,
No one wants to be.
Always appears nice,
To start with...
Soon becoming your prision,
You never truly return.
Anyone can see it,
It's all over your face.
You've been there,
Just got there?
Still there?
Just left?
Always the same end,
Irrespective of the beginning.
People pretend to care,
They never understand.
They've never been there,
They never will.
It hurts,
It never won't.
All you can do,
Is try,
Oh so hard,
To stay away.
Never again,
Cross that thin, red line.

25^th Aug. '06 Indefference is the Heathen's gift for God
Perfect imagery of an imperfect mind.
How can I tell you how I feel,
I'm not entirely sure how I feel most of the time.
Everyone asks questions,
No one wants answers.
I want to fade away, vanish,
But I'm not sure I want to leave.
Hurting is for the weak.
Crying is for the weak.
Help is for the weak.
I guess I am weak,
I need these all.
I need to be saved from myself,
My worst enemy.
Damnation is an angel who flew too low,
And Cupid's arrow never fails to miss.
Still, in the midst of a psychological no man's land,
Solitude never fails to fail me,
And I never fail to do the same.
Broken pillars and boarded doors,
A mansion of infinately decrepit magnitudes.
Perfect imagery of an imperfect mind,
I can't begin to explain what these walls hide.