We can survive.
It's not easy but we can.
And it's not down to a person, a place, a memory,
It's down to us.
How can you expect someone to love you
before you love yourself?
Learn to love,
Melt the ice,
"Chemist, join this group"
I breathed. This was it.
I had to come off well, didn't I?
This was my first chance to show that I was a new confident woman.
I exhaled. Walked up to the front.
"So, did I miss anything interesting in the lecture? Anything I wouldn't know?"
The guy standing next to me looked at me surprised. I did a quick check. He was hot, I liked his smile, slightly slanted.
The group leader turned to face me "wasn't there"
I turned to the guy,
"So, did I miss anything?"
I had made my fringe half cover my face. Okay, I admit it, I knew I had great hair. Red, couldn't be resisted.
"Urm..." He started, I knew at that point I had started to trap him.
"No, nothing unusual, basically like every other talk"
I smiled, a fake one, just because I'm heartless doesn't mean I don't know when things are necessary.
"Thanks, trains suck. I'm Alanna"
"I'm Guy", he smiled nervously. I laughed inwardly, what a name!
We entered a lab, the whole group of us and stood
LonelinessI'll share a drink with you,
And may it be called
But it's better
than sitting here
RejectYou tried to save me
But I wasn't ready
You knew the girl of Spring 2011, carefree, brave, confident
But how would you feel
For the girl
Of Winter 2011?
She didn't know.
"No one would care if I died"
She whispered, a wordless whisper,
"I would..." He started, nervous
"I love you..."
But she ignored him.
She had suffered too much pain.
But he still tried. He loved that poor, broken girl.
And she shut him out.
Three years later,
To tell you,
I loved you,
But was too weak
To say it.
You haven't changed,
But some days I wonder,
Would it have been different
Had I just replied in kind?
To Love Beyond LivingSoft strokes on your back
As you weep
You left me
You've left me so weak
I'll sit and cry
And you'll wonder why
To love beyond living
is, to me a crime
The words you want to say
Are too painful to bare
I love you, is simple
These words, are not.
Too strong to depend on anyone
But can't you see?
You're breaking my walls
Would I pull myself back together
If I let myself believe
And find out
that it doesn't exist?
The fact still remains
I need you...
And I couldn't be me without you.
FailureI've lost my dream
It's shattered, gone
I stand here with shards surrounding me
Dreams of a future
A career and happiness
and I'm left here
So once again,
I turn to the blade
to find it gone.
I thought I'd recovered
I was denied my hope
it laughs in my face
Death, is what I want.
RemissionI could still relapse
And let you regrow
I can refuse medication
And let you take hold
But I could recover
Just left with a scar,
The illness of love,
Maybe we'll find a cure?
DeservingI don't deserve you.
That much is true.
I could ask for...
Yet here you stand
In front of me
When will I wake up,
Is this a dream?
But you're still there,
Why do you care?
You are perfect.
I can't say more.
Problems seem simple
When your words come through
I'll smile, grin
Be the girl I know I can.
I don't deserve you.
That much is true.
Fear is walking into a hospital
And not knowing when you'll leave
Fear is watching a doctor read your chart
And shake his head in desperation
Fear is writhing around in agony
Wanting an end to come soon
Fear is not knowing what is wrong
And wishing it would stop
Fear is knowing this is partially a dream
And that soon
Those hospital lights
It will be real...
PainParalized by the suffering
A shiver down my spine
Images of my past haunt me
No one can save me from this hell
New LifeThe dark night beats down upon you, dense rain splattering your face.
You've been running so fast, for so long, you feel like you're intaking the entire mass of the sky with every breath you take. Your heart bouncing out of your chest with each beat. Your legs are on fire, burning with a red hot agony that increases by every step forward.
Heart pounding, you stop to catch your breath; sweat and rain alike slipping down your face. You turn your head slightly, silently praying that you're alone.
Now you can hear it... The dull continuous thud, the sound of the horrors you're trying to escape from, the sound of your worst fear getting closer and closer, the sound of death.
You spin on the spot and run once again, your chest splitting with the effort of containing your heart inside your ribcage.
A dead end blocks your way, you have nowhere to run: you're trapped!
The horrors are closer now... Closer
They surround you like a black cloud, swirling around your arms,
This World is a GameThis world is a game,
And a crappy one at that.
You can’t save,
So information can be lost easily.
The plot is unoriginal,
And frankly, boring.
You can’t chose your character,
Everything was already decided for you.
It’s full of enemies,
So you fight each day.
You can lose the game by making silly mistakes,
And there is no way to replay it.
It’s full of uninteresting days,
And unfulfilling characters.
This world is a crappy game,
But even so,
You have to admit,
That the graphics are great.
In the darkI am the creature
Who lurks in the dark
The one you never notice
But who's always there
Just observing the world
Without really understanding it
And waiting for the day
The day you notice me
And invite me into the light
ScaredThere's this terrible thing
Dwelling inside of me
It fills my thoughts
With these dreadful ideas
It says I'm no good
That I'm a defective product
It tells me that my friends won't accept me
If I tell them who I really am
What I really am
It wants me to continue hiding
Behind the mask I wear
So I can live a normal life
I don't know what to do
I don't know how to get rid of it
But I don't know if I want to part with it
And quite frankly
It scares me
But my attachment to it
Scares me even more
To Change The Wind's DirectionIt didn’t matter to her that the day was beautiful in Green Hill Zone despite the turmoil that just occurred, or the horrid smell of gasoline that helped trigger the explosion to the latest “Egg-Obliterator” machine that went from scary to scrap metal within 3 minutes tops. Her friends’ constant cheers and gloating was faint in her ears. All she could think about was the teasing, unbearable heat as it continued to beat down without mercy upon her, leaving the daunting task of fanning herself with her hand, and wiping the sweat off her forehead…at the same time.
She sighed in exasperation and annoyance as the sun continued to outdo the shade of the tree she stood under and shine down on her, delaying her schedule. By this exact time, she was supposed to be nuzzling her face into the blissful abundance of ocean colored fur, taking in every scent and moment before she would be forcefully removed within arm’s length, and then released to prepare her for
Sonamy: Part 1 - Epilogue~~This chapter is told in Sonic's point of view~~
I stood at the end of the driveway, staring into the abyss, lost in my own thoughts. Everything that has been happening in the last few days, everything that will happen from now until forever, kept running through my head. Above all, there was something wrong with me, something that was preventing me from running away. I tried to figure out what it was, but I couldn't really put my finger on it.
On the top of my list of things on my mind was Amy. She was my girlfriend now, and a part of me hasn't really gotten used to the idea. I was always one to avoid these things, to run away from words like these.
The Hand of SorrowThe Hand of Sorrow
This was the last battle, the last fight. It was her fight. The battle for her.
Blood, Blood, so much blood...
It was good against evil, maybe not even that. The lines were faded, torn apart, dust in the wind. But all they knew, all he knew is that he had to win. He to win for her.
In the the middle of nowhere, half way to forever, just past never. A bloody battle was taking place. The once orange desert has now paved red in blood. The rain falling down heavily on the desert floor, turning the sand into an almost mud like substance. Lives have been lost. But the strongest still remained, fighting, always fighting. He had too.
Not because he was a hero, but because he had to avenge her.
He fought in the rain, the blood and mud, in anger, pain and revenge. It wasn't like our hero we knew dear. No. That hero was gone a long time ago.
His blue fur stained with blood and mud. His eyes burning with fury and rage. All he knew he knew is that he had to destroy w
Adventure Fit For Heroes-Sonamy OneShotAmy Rose, a young, innocent, female hedgehog watched the glowing moon before her, shivering from the cold wind wrapping around her figure. Crickets chirping and odd noises from the lake was the only thing she heard as she continued to watch silently.
There were plenty of stars out in the night, which would easily be recognized as a later time in the night. The sky was fresh dark blue, beautifully serving as the background for the full moon, which had casted its shadow onto the lake below, with its reflection beautifully swaying with the ripples of the water.
Amy sighed as her green eyes looked to the dull grass below, watching as they swayed to the cold touch of the wind. She felt herself shiver once more, and she instinctively moved her hand to her arm, rubbing continuously for some warmth to form. She would've worn a jacket if she had known that she'd be out this late.
The cold temperature of the air around her wasn't entirely what she had been focused on. What she was, and recently,
Sonamy poemYour cobalt fur is made out of the clouds of heaven,
I set my eyes on you ever since you were eleven,
Your voice is so smooth like butter on toast,
It makes me feel like I'm drifting off the coast,
Of course, you wouldn't dare to dream of the sea,
You don't like to get wet and sometimes...I think you don't like me,
Behind those emerald eyes, you're hiding something,
No matter how I try, I can't solve anything,
You always run away from me,
Even if I just want to say hi,
But all I ever see,
Is your sonic boom saying bye,
I love you so much, I just can't help it,
Every time I see you, my eyes lit,
All I want is some answers, do you love me or not?
If not, I'll let you forget me like a forget-me-not,
If you do, you have a strange way of showing it...
The emerald eyes finished scanning the piece of paper and smiled. He looked at the bubblegum pink hedgehog who was sleeping on by her desk, pen in hand and a lamp illuminating the room. The cerulean male hedgehog tiptoed next to her not wantin
Dexterous - SonAmyDexterous, A SonAmy Oneshot
(Set after Sonic Chronicles: The Dark Brotherhood)
One major downside to traveling across dimensions in a super cool spaceship was that Sonic found himself unable to ever get away from everyone and get some simple privacy. Sure, when they'd stopped at the different planetoids he'd been able stretch his legs and do some running and exploring, but the traveling times? He was literally stuck in the same "boat", squished up close with 9 other people. While most of them were his friends and he didn't mind them, spending a long time with his odd, mismatched companions was wearing everyone thin. Whether is was Big's oblivious blurted out comments or Shadow's sarcastic ones, Omega's computerized monotone or Rouge flirting with everyone having a Y chromosome. Atleast Eggman had decided to stay back home, so they were spared from his hideously brilliant comments. But oddly enough, among the 10 very different passengers aboard the Cyclone, there was one thing in agreem
WarmthWarmth, A SonAmy Story
Now that Eggman had finally found a new, more restrictive residence and the only thing he'd be taking over any time soon would be his own corner of a jail cell, Sonic and his crazy friends decided to take a little trip in celebration. After much arguing but little consternation, Sonic, Tails, Amy, Cosmo, and Cream had decided to rent a a large, multi room mansion in the mountains to enjoy all the snow centric festivals and activities. Why, the government had even decided to pay for it all as a reward for helping to defeat Eggman. So yes, a nice, relaxing, fun-filled vacation in the snow covered mountains would be just what the doctor ordered for these heroes.
And for the most part, Amy had had fun: learning to snowboard, skiing down the slopes, sledding, picking random snow ball fights, building ridiculous snowmen, drinking hot cocoa in the mansion in front of the fire, hanging with her friends... it had been a real blast. Except for one thing.
Of course, it was
In a Time of Darkness Light Will Shine Through 1Rated: Fiction T (Teen) (PG-13) - English - Romance/Adventure - Sonic & Amy - Chapter 1
Throughout the years Eggman has grown cruel and malicious. The rivalry between him and Sonic has changed from a friendly one to a deadly one. When a rescue mission goes horribly wrong, the Sonic Team are left to grieve over the loss of the worlds greatest hero and their beloved best friend. With nobody left to stop Eggman, the world is cast into darkness and suppression. Five years later, hope is revived within the remnants of the Sonic Team as Shadow thinks of a plan he feels is the only way to stop Eggman. Shadow then has his hands full when he has to work with his "little" secret weapon much to the worry of a still grieving and paranoid Amy Rose.
Chapter One The Loss of a Hero
Sonic's feet pounded heavily onto the cold metallic floor as he sped throughout Eggman's base with much haste. A booming siren filled the cobalt hedgehog'
I Was WrongMaybe I was wrong
You don't need me
That's why you left
I'm the one that needs you
I don't feel the need to change myself to make you want me again
If who I am isn't good enough, then maybe I'm better off alone
I wish things could go back to being like they were
Me and you
Fitting perfectly together
Letting everything disappear
I know I'm young
People tell me I'll find someone else
That I'll love again
But I don't know if I can be that open with anyone other than you
I'm too guarded
I have trouble seeing myself with anyone but
I know how to be strong and that I shouldn't let one relationship ruin me
But in all honesty
I am lost without you
LabelsThe Doctor was in no way Rose Tyler’s boyfriend.
They were nothing but good friends. Good friends who travelled through time and space, saving planets, going on brilliant adventures together. Nothing more than good friends who held hands constantly and hugged a lot. Good friends who, occasionally, snogged. And when he said occasionally, he meant often. Very often. At least six times an hour.
Okay, maybe they were more than just good friends.
But he was definitely not her boyfriend.
After all, they never really did what “normal” couples did. They never had a candlelit dinner on some posh restaurant. They never sat in the back row of the cinema making out while the movie played, causing the people sitting next to them to ‘get a room’ and they never called each other by ridiculous pet names.
What they did was saving various planets, causing revolutions against violent dictators, freeing slaves and saving people from a variety of monsters. Their dinner