Final Goodbye Andy, the junior engineer of the galactic mining ship Gantry, stepped into the engine room and sensed there was something wrong, but he couldn’t place what it was. He shrugged and continued into the bowels of the mining ship to find his boss, Kerrick. Andy gave a huge yawn. He couldn’t understand why he felt so tired. He'd had two hours sleep and should feel revived and wide-awake. Maybe he’d caught a sickne...
Would you believe me? Would you believe me if I said, Young me-- oh so very young me, Loved you? You were my closest friend, All of elementary school, Helped me with fears of heights And the shit that was gym, Though you probably don't remember any of that. Do you? If you do, You should tell me, Or should have, Too late, now, for that. Middle school was living hell, you know? You weren't there! Friends are supposed to be...
They stood at a busy street crossing in Vancouver, BC, waiting for the pedestrian traffic lights to turn green. As the traffic stopped and they started walking, she reached for his hand and held it. He looked at her in confusion. They had hung out a few times before, but always as ordinary friends and never had any physical touch before. It felt a little weird for him that suddenly they were holding hands like dating coup...
“Who am I?” I whispered, staring at my own hands in a kind of nervous fascination, eyeing the white scars and ragged half-moon nails that I’d come to love and appreciate. I could already see them gone, thrown out of the window in the garbage, no longer a part of me but a part of where they formed, floating in the wastelands of humanity. How many people had sat on this hospital bed like me? How many had been there, waiting...
"And the shadow of the day will embrace the world in grey and the sun will set for you..." ~Linkin Park, Shadow of the Day. The hospital walls, They surround her, all white, no color, all pain. The smell of death lingers in the sheets in the pillows in the air She can't escape fast enough But there was a reason she was there, to say something of love to help someone along to say goodbye To a life she'd known.
They are Destiny’s children. We had no say in the matter. Children of Destiny are called for at birth To die, before their time And move on to a better place. Because they were not our children Twenty of them did not belong to this Earth They were not ours. They were God’s, if you believe in God Or they were Fate’s. But they were not ours. Sometimes, our lives are long And we work hard for a death in peace But sometimes,...
Fear not the heat of the summer sun Nor the harshness of winter’s icy cold; Your worldly task is done, Homeward you are bound, Your angelic innocence intact: Fear not the displeasure of the Almighty, You are beyond all judgement now; You have no need for eat nor drink; No need for clothes or shelter: Neither pain nor ill intent can harm you now. Fear no more when lightning strikes, No need to cringe when thunder roars; Yo...
Hands warm mine with a gentle touch,I lift them, touching my lips to each palm in turn. A wistful smile playing at the corner of my mouthAs I remember… Your perfume lingers in the room, Modest, yet exotic; it suits you well. The fragrance subtle, still it overwhelms meAs I remember… A wisp of your jet black hairHad fallen across your beautiful face.I brush it back with trembling fingersAs I remember… Leaning in, I touch m...
