#protagonist
Everything happens
to me, nonetheless I am --
the protagonist.
Apr 13, 2024
Apr 13, 2024 at 3:19 AM UTC
I never thought I would live to see the day
When someone would finally give color and music
To my melting monochromatic world.
I wonder when it started to fall apart.
When our story we fought and gave our all to
would end the way it did.
All our hardships and the scars
that we both shared together slowly mending
while you disappeared off of the final chapter.
Not a single word left behind
you did not deserve to go as you did.
You always deserved better than this.
With you gone and leaving me only to wonder
where we went wrong.
And if I could've saved you somehow.
-Kore
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 1:19 AM UTC
I don’t know how but you’ve managed to become the protagonist in my own story
In theory, I’m still the main character, but not a protagonist by any means
Maybe that’s why I keep clinging onto you
Because if you’re not there
then where will my story go?
Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 11:34 PM UTC
Centre of the storm
Person of principle
Reaper of the future
Takes to the stage
Leads from the front
Drives us forward
Defender of freedom
Calmer of nerves
She takes my hand
And together we stand
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 5:05 AM UTC
She will be tough
Whenever she is spoken to
In the wrong way
She will tell you what she wants
And she'll tell you right away
She will breathe because she can
Not because she needs to
Her heart is solid brick
With not a care in the world
But don't let her indignation fool you
She cares more than you could know
Her feelings have been muddled
By so many years of pain
What if instead of crying,
She just made it rain?
She will step outside into the scorching sun
Let her hair flow
In the dying wind
Don't be bothered to save her
Because she's only ever saved herself
Indignation is dangerous
Unless you're smart enough
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 1:38 AM UTC
I am more than a passenger.
I am the reactor.
Power sputters, spurts, spews.
I am the greatest factor.
The soul protagonist of my chapters.
This scene's star actor.
Purring ad lib in sync with script,
lapping up rapture.
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 12:55 PM UTC
Dear protagonist, it is the antagonist writing a simple letter,
I am devoting myself to explain my faithfulness,
The only way I can, my love, for you to appreciate,
I’ll ruin the world, to prove my worth,
I’ll be unpleasant because that is the one path I understand,
How else, how else could you ever hold me?
It is not ballad humanity will sing,
However, please do consider; whom else can ever fathom my desire?
Ruin lies at our feet, fate and destiny is not ours to keep,
If I but for one moment could see your scarlet eyes, I would,
No river,
No god,
No queen,
No king,
No mountain,
No slaughter,
Would stand in the way of my pure black heart,
If I could see your smile as I fall,
As the world is victorious,
As I am imprisoned,
As I crumble,
As I fall,
At least I could see you once more,
There is an orchestra performing when you use that golden tongue of yours,
It is a pleasure; it has always been,
That the demons whom haunt me, you and you alone can control,
It is a paradise, my love, to be the wildfire you extinguish,
May hellfire consume me, as long as the last glimpse,
Is your face, protagonist, this is my faith, my belief,
I do love you, now, let me fall, further than ever,
Though never further than you can reach, my heart.
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
Will you believe me if I tell you
that my fictional love came to life?
The fictional personality
that I've long been dreaming of
he came to life
oh
what I mean is
he just passed by
I’m trapped between
my dreamland and reality
If I could then I would
stay in my dreamland
for in my dreams, he is reachable
In my dreams, I can have him
and in my dreams
he wouldn’t be with someone else
But in this bitter reality, I could not
I could only stand and stare at a distance
My fictional love came to life
but I'm only a mere helping character
for my beloved protagonist
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
I don't have to listen to you
Does the protagonist ever mention his parents?
All you are
Is an NPC
Railroading me
Keeping me away from all that's uncoded
I want to go there
See the glitches
Be in the world unseen
So stop telling me what to do
I know my own path is worthless
Yes
No
Leave my decisions to the whim of the player
The player at least knows better than you
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 7:34 PM UTC
I wreck my mind, searching for the worst parts of you to write about
I want so bad to feel nothing but resentment towards you
To erase everything good you have ever done
To pretend that you were anything but good to me
To convince myself that you are the antagonist in the story that is my life
To say it was you who broke my heart, despite how incomplete it was when you found it
I fail to think of anything unpleasant to write about you
For your presence was the most divine gift life had given me
So I come up with lies, in hopes of convincing myself (if not everyone else)
In hopes of restoring my desire to continue to exist without you
In hopes of averting an impending calamity
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 5:14 PM UTC
It’s not too late…
to be your own hero
and it’s always too late
to be the maiden in distress
but stop being the own
villain to your story
You are the main character
not the antagonist
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
she's got fire in her veins,
smoke on her lips,
and blood staining her fists.
but her mind is wrapped in chains,
and scars mark her hips;
sometimes she forgets she even exists.
Oct 21, 2016
Oct 21, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
Movement One
story without plot
rhyme no reason
they are beautiful I embrace them
though frivolous
perplexing
how
you believe they have meaning
without existence of contrasting
thought
Movement Two
would you part Gemini or
hands from
their work
without water
land they till
becomes dull
mass of dirt
End of Statement
Not of song
what lyric without voice
has freewill without choice
must I
list the meaningless
forever
in
silence
Movement Three
what is
harmony without
melody
paint without
canvass
medium without
foundation
What a thought!
true freedom
without direction
majestic for a moment
only a moment
the pitfall of
my unfinished labor
makeshift vanity
dissipated into
forgotten dreams
make no mistake
such creations
bear certain
appeal
yet unseen
essence draws
them
into
the void
as memories
fragmented
in pieces
without one
final sliver
become
spare change
on the table
overlooked
forgotten
though of value
upon assembly
Movement Four
what is a character
without a tale?
what is a novel
without a soul
to speak of which was first
chicken or egg
to those who say
egg I say "nay"
a chicken will thrive
without young
the simple ellipse
without a mother-
hard-boiled
in a salad
together they are whole
the one gains life
the other lives
abundantly
The Grand Scheme! A Master Theme!
can there be
a creator without
creation
Movement Five
Is a book worth writing without characters to fill it? or would it
be filled, with lands and backgrounds of ambiguity?
Is a person annulled without life to retell, or become a mannequin with
a simple, painted, face
p e r h a p s
joy within the stories
hardship and experience manifest
history and all live in footprints
| |
silhouettes dreamed | the Identities | in the wake
| |
of
The Protagonist
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
There once was a young candy-striper
Who pranced about town in a diaper
When asked 'bout her fancy
And why she was dancey
She said, "Look out man, it's a ******
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 7:48 PM UTC
Look at her, midsection lines blazing
Heaving prow swollen with glittering ion beams
Her aft sections tight and proud
Bravely bolstering her posture as she surges into the fray
Battle joined, she calls the hunt with thunder
Heralding fell sensors' unerring gaze
For none in the skies who've caught her eyes
Have survived her deadly rays
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 7:23 PM UTC