Eyes sunken in, she rests her chin on her wrist, wondering what the purpose of life is. Is it finding joy in random toys, in video games and interested boys, praying a smile fills that void? Or is it reminiscing in random texts, time machines of things you've left, people, places, words, and thoughts- Memories … Continue reading Nothing particularly Important
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Dying of Thirst
As the sun sets, my body sweats; This burned, aching, greedy mess begs in anticipation for when the tide rolls in to fill my soul with nourishment.Lessons and warnings erode from the shore"Drink from the ocean, and thirst even more," Do they know how good the ocean tastes,When you’re aching to drink after for too … Continue reading Dying of Thirst
The One with the Aliens
Trapped here, Between my heart and my gut, Caged by my ribs and a mind too open, I’m Fighting for a freedom I don’t really need. Your eyes plead, “Don’t leave…” But your arms are wrapped around another. “Soul mate,” or side dish? I’ve never known the difference. Not here, anyways. “You complete me.” Is … Continue reading The One with the Aliens
Unchanged
Chalk lines on pavement once meant hopscotch; now, they outline the bodies. Orphaned backpacks of bulletproof fabrics litter the vibrant halls, while the children line up in clouds to get fitted for angel wings. On the wall: "NOTICE: Heaven is running low on size '7T'" A little girl wonders if they come in a pony theme... As a nation, paralyzed … Continue reading Unchanged
What Was I?
What were you to me? Would you believe You were everything? Did you see this coming? Holding me and pretending We'd wake up together If we refused to let go... But we let go And now I don't know What I was to you... What was I to you? A good excuse? Someone you could … Continue reading What Was I?
The Cleansing – A WIP Fiction Concept
Where were you when the first one happened? I remember where I was. The sky was bright, sunny, and abnormally blue. My mother was inside, trying to push my brother out of the house for school. “You’re going to be late!” The tar-black clouds rolled in shortly after, while my brother and I were packing … Continue reading The Cleansing – A WIP Fiction Concept
My Little One
I Watched you grow Into Someone I’d always wanted to be Did I make that happen? Or were you your own person Right From the Start? It keeps me up at night Did I make you, Did you make you? Could I have been you, Despite … Continue reading My Little One
Don’t Withdraw Your Love From Me
Don’t withdraw your love from me, I promise I’ll come back.. This is just a phase, you’ll see! I’m so much more than that. I can laugh and I can love, And I can make you smile... I can be more than the fear That takes me every while. Don't withdraw your love from me; … Continue reading Don’t Withdraw Your Love From Me
A Warm Resort in a Chilly Office
Cool air flows in through the door, left slightly ajar by some coworkers who haven’t figured out that it’s too heavy to close on its own, and licks at my cheek. It smells of rain, and the dark clouds above my office building agree. We’ve been getting so much rain lately, I sometimes forget that … Continue reading A Warm Resort in a Chilly Office
Pricks
The pricks are nothing to me They sting, sure, every now and then But it is their smell that makes me come for more I love it, and need it as much as the air I breathe The pricks are nothing to me They draw blood, I know But it's their softness that I remember … Continue reading Pricks
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