Show off some creative writing

[Chastity]

Post a piece of creative writing. It could be a song, a poem, a blog, a short story, a long story, a haiku, a manifesto, a rant...pretty much anything and everything goes--as long as you wrote it!

[Renix]

Damn, most of the stuff I've written is in french, but if someday I take the time I'm sure I could write something interesting there.

[millenCOOLin]

hey, I´ve written some lyrics to my band... check it out

UNCONNECTED - LINCOLN

VERSE
wasting my life when I should just be wasting some time
destroying the world while i´m destroying my mind
i hate when the news pops up out of my control
i´d sell my body but I´ll never sell my soul

everywhere we can find lammers
messing us up with their fucking banners
making all our life a mega crappy
stealing our thoughts, leaving us sad

CHORUS
i wanna be out of your server again
i´m full of everything being in vain
when i want you, you tell me "not able to connect"
sorry but this round i wanna be UNCONNECTED!

VERSE
i´m tired but i don´t even fill up my needs
everything vain we can find in communities
logging my life in a world of useless things
try to improve your life! this is what i think

captive on your web, is like i´m feeling
a hostage on your host, looking for a link
surrounded by firewalls, where no one escaped
"ctrl+alt+del" now is all that i always expected

BRIDGE
my mind is under construction please check back later
i´m deleting my bad blocks, cleaning up all that i hate

[LeaN]

;D wanna hear it

[º°¨NaNie¨°º]

yeah i want it too!!!

[millenCOOLin]

take it easy guys (and girls), I just wrote it, but my band isn´t caring about own songs yet... I guess it will take a long time for you listen it

[Chastity]

Here's a blog I wrote. It's about thinking my boyfriend and his dad are hot. It disturbs me.




I have officially traumatized myself.

I spent the the holidays in Toronto with my boyfriend and his family.
My boyfriend lives in Montreal so when he left Toronto, he packed the basics. During this waiting period I had been looking forward to sneaking a peek to at least one cute photo from his toddler years.

And many a photo I did.

This is where it gets a tad strange and I certainly hope some people share this trait. I love my boyfriend and I think he is the hottest fucking thing. I also think it's even hotter when I get to see the roots of what formed my boyfriend into who he is now.

There was one picture that stood out in my mind that makes me question my own sanity. A little boy was standing naked in front of the bathroom sink next to his equally naked father. They were holding hands as the little boy was clutching onto a toothbrush. Their bare backsides were shown. Why was this sexy to me? Because the little boy was my boyfriend and his dad was dare I say it...pretty damn hot. His father is now 60 something. These photos were from less than 21 years ago. You do the math. His father had changed quite a lot (translation: aged quickly) and I would definitely not fuck him these days because it is so wrong in so many--let me count 'em!--ways. As I fumbled through these albums with glee, I also grew steadily uncomfortable as the photos involving a younger Damon's father appeared before my perverted eyes.

I think the only thing that saved me was when my boyfriend said "well, I guess I've got good genes" when I sat there, staring hard at him, turning unnoticable shades of crimson and telling him that his father was a looker in his youthful age of 40-something.

Just what I needed. A concoction of Mary Kay Letourneau and Lolita.

[Brownsound]

Run-of-the-mill-angry-thrash lyric:

Slaves to his word
Like sheep in a herd
Leaders of hate
Cause genocide of faith

The words of a lord
Imprints on a world
Blood hate and terror
Blind faith brings error
Ways of deceit
Thousands at your feet
Perversion of lies
Brings ultimate sacrifice

Pledged to his word
Destined since birth
Heed to the call
Enemy must fall
Final time has come
Strap body with a bomb
Brainwashed by faith
You fly the flag of hate


Woe-is-me-boo-hoo

Hollow, the thoughts won't go away
Never, will I see the light of day
Broken, a thorn stuck in my side
Questions, no answers only why?

Longing, so close but oh so far
Pain, no matter where you are
Emptiness, is all I can feel
Soon, I will cease to be

Dreams, keep coming back to me
Love, I see what it could be
Caring, for noone but only you
Dying, I know you feel it too

All you've left me with
Is sorrow, pain and grief
The knife that turns inside
Is a weapon that you wield
This scar won't heal just yet
For you cut me everyday
What you've left me with
Is a pain I cannot bear