Normally being one who believes age is just a number Until I heard of a thirty something year old, Dating a seventeen year old. Something about this just didn't feel right, maybe it's the legal possibilities. If I knew them personally I would approach them, And ask them to think about it and be careful. Maybe I would be told to butt out Or maybe they would say they had no interest, they were just friends, Someone who just...
The sun is shining, birds are chirping And there is a gentle breeze, Overall it is a beautiful day, However I am surrounded in darkness Feeling scared, unsure and very alone. Going through the motions of daily life As I plan for a future event That even the best outcome will be bad, As it will keep me from those I hold dearest. Tears running down my face As I write this thinking of my friends Realizing how my mood swings ...
Chapter 61 The Labyrinth So I grab Alare and drag him to the opening. He frowns and begins to resist, when I jump. The rest of the headquarters explodes fiercely behind us. Hopelessness and fear grip my heart. We fall for a long, excruciating minute with aurora borealis all around us, flaming in long, purple curtains. I squeeze Alare, and he is thin and fragile in my arms. I can feel his body close to mine. The fresh air...
Witches, eh? Those strange folk, running around, worshipping Satan, sacrificing goats, listening to heavy metal, drinking the blood of the virgin and killing without mercy. Boils and pustules, warts and flying broomsticks. Death and chaos, killing everything in their path in a selfish need to exist. I’m a witch.I look quite nice, actually. I get the occasional spot and occasionally eat blood, in the form of black pudding...
Snow is drifting lazily down Caressing branches, gathering slowly Standing by the window, Cup of cocoa in my hands I hear the gentle stirring A quiet giggle filters down the stairs I watch the snow drift into small piles And look forward to the time to come Her head pops round the corner "Snow, Mama!" her giggle rebounds I laugh and gather up her coat Pulling gloves and boots on A kiss and snowfall scatters As she romps a...
I remember our special times,the promises made and shared the moments of passion, soft kisses and touches of being wrapped in each other’s arms,How those memories Warm my heart You make me feel so happy But also scared You treat me well Where I am used to being used. You, I trusted to tell my story About my past, my history In a hope, to let you Know and understand me better. But now I have a message Saying you want to t...
Have you ever felt so aloneThat you just wish someoneAnybody would notice Something was wrong And offer you a hand? How many times Has your smile been fake When you say I’m okay or I’m fine I know these feelings wellI have been there, Done that, many times .Guess that its the wrong thing to do Since no one is able to help If they don’t know what is wrong!
Dreams 12 pass 10 o'clock .I dream of your touch.I dream of your face.I dream of your full red lips.I dream of your kisses midnight I dream of holding your hand.I dream of laughing at your cute jokes.I dream of holding you during the thunder.I dream of your kisses. 6 pass 3:00I dream of carrying you across our front door.I dream of being with you as you bring life into this world.I dream of burnt toast.I dream of your kis...
It's that moment where everything is still and silent in your house. It should be pitch black in your room, but it isn't because of the light you keep on in case of bad nightmares. You look up at the ceiling and wonder if you'll fall asleep tonight. It's 2 am, you're in bed, you're comfortable, but your eyes will not shut. Your thoughts take over instead, you think of that musing you posted, how everyone was so sweet. You...
The Trees are Weeping The trees are quietly crying today. They weep for the Ashes, or so they say. From Denmark it was sighted, English Counties have been blighted, It's cursed, they said on the news.Their tears are falling to the ground. Waterfalls of leaves, russett and brown. Who cares for them, or even gives a hoot? Why, we do, of course. They're under our boots.Their tears are dropping all over the World. Far away fr...
When life comes and bites us in the ass.Shattering our psyche like window glass. Feeling alone, we continue trudging along.Emotions broken down, no longer strong. Weight of the world carried on our back.Frown on our face, hard to stay on track. Brightness gone, color faded, life so dark.Contemplated thoughts become very stark. The world around us carrying on, despite us.We're set to throw in the towel without a fuss. Some...
On Tuesday, I went out for a walk. I hadn’t been out for three days - I don’t go out at the weekend and couldn’t be bothered on Monday, so went out on Tuesday. I was really just wanting to get out and take a walk, to nowhere really. I had to clear my head and hopefully make myself breath a little better. I’m suffering from seasonal allergies just now and it’s pretty horrendous, so I was hoping a walk to somewhere it isn’t...
"There's probably not a lot you can do." "Stop worrying, you're doing all you can." "She's not going to listen to you." "She's going to hate you for this." "She's never going to trust you again." "You aren't going to get that friendship back." "Why'd you do that? Just leave her alone." "Walk away, just walk away." "It's too much, walk away." "Just walk away." "Walk away." Leave. Anybody else would, why don't you? Why don...
Flowing through this pen in such a rhythm, I wonder how these words stay preserved on paper. For in my mind they have faded faster than they appeared, and the picture they once painted is no longer clear. The contrast of the bright oranges and reds against the faintest yellow memories has swirled into a mixture of messiness I don’t care to control. These thoughts- like dreams, for a moment feel substantial and bright, but...
Water glistened on the pavement. April never lied about its love for rain. But today seemed unusually humid and the fog rolled in as the clock struck five passed six. Peter cursed as the vines from the roses dug deeper into his skin. He was in the alleyway between 1st and Main, caught in a venomous patch of roses. Fatigue settled over as he drifted into a daze, blinking between darkness and light. Unaware, whispers faintl...
