Haversack abandoned White birch tree grove Nevermind that my heart never drove so far from home Than when I set my sights on you. Ate eight grapes to forsake the forgiveness in your shade Petty grandstanding bastard Love-child-having, cutthroat stallion Your reins are better as a gallows rope You told me you loved me Even though you wanted me to repeat it back reciprocal My spirit cringed So I said ‘nope’ And walked away...

9th of May – Season 3 Temper hated this part. But he knew that it was necessary as he stood up in front of the anonymous group of people and prepared to speak. “My name is Themba Kunene and I am angry…” The session had gone on how it usually did which left Temper bored more than anything. It was only when it was over and he walked out of the hall of the Civic Centre did the day get interesting. It was the woman sitting on...

I have seen the enemyMy foe, my cause to stopThey are evil, no doubtirrational violence unending Their acts are heinousMy anger hot as magmadesirous of apoplectic revengeblackening my heart I cannot mirror their hatredCondemning my own soulPatience is my providenceI will not mirror their evil Moving against my nemesisDetermination as my swordThe enemy is vanquishedMy pneuma resting peacefully    

  1   It was the light percussion of a triangle that did it. The soft ting of it incorporated with what would be a rather drab tune, that roused him from slumber. Head pounding, eyes swimming in a sea of their own fluid, he blinked away sleep to the real nightmare (not that he remembered if he had been dreaming, or what it would be about anyway). The old-fashioned style corded phone’s receiver lay beside him on the leathe...

There is no doubt that poetry has a unique ability to move the human spirit; an ability shared only with music and far more so than even the greatest prose, however impassioned. It is, therefore, no surprise that the greatest composers have felt impelled to set poetry to music; and whilst the lyrics of much popular music are repetitive and banal, the works that will survive are those where the words tell a story or expres...

A semi-circular moon in a crepuscular sky. Indigo hues of a day that passed by. I grieve at the tomb of my goddess on high, And I shake my fist at this crepuscular sky.   A portentous night, cumulonimbus clouds, Her body cocooned in funereal shroud, Her life was plundered, plucked from a crowd, I shake my fist and cry, “Death, be not so proud.”   A malodorous scent of decomposing musk As the indigo hues turn darker toward...

I cast my baitAnd wait and waitMy reflection changes, with every waveMy emotions all buried in different gravesThere say there's plenty of fish in the sea, so I surf into the sunsetPlenty of fish in the sea, so I surf the internet.I cry in the rain, as I try to refrainBut my eyes still remain, humidYou see, I once caught a mermaid.Something new to meBut the darkness in meEclipsed her light.I was a rebel; you was an angelW...

To Whom It May Concern, You are evil. You are a horrid, Manipulative bitch, And you disgust me. You knock others down, While you stand above them, Taunting them as they cry out. People say misery likes company, But why would you go so far,  As to hurt the people who love you? Who try to help you? You won't ever change. I give up on you. I will no longer be the nice person that you can push around. If you want to treat me...

Treatment Two The events after that were really something. My classmates asked me continuously about how the run for cancer went. Their mouths hit the floor when I told how much I earned. "How the hell do you do it?" It was funny when they freaked out. "So, Aaron. Do have any plans after our lectures end?" Not again. This girl, Amane, always tries to ask me out. Each time I've refused her, but she just doesn't get the hin...

I had about five minutes to think this over. Picture this: I’m sitting in the bathroom taking a dump, I have a case of diarrhea and stomach cramping due to having a stomach infection that occurred right after I returned from my trip to Mexico during spring break when I suddenly see a video shared by a Facebook friend. The title reads Things People with Anxiety Want Their Friends to Know. I can’t say I am very concentrated...

I.Depression /dəˈpreSH(ə)n/ noun A mental condition characterized by feelings of severe despondency and dejection, typically also with feelings of inadequacy and guilt, often accompanied by lack of energy and disturbance of appetite and sleep. This is just scraping the surface of depression, because there’s so much more. There always is...

Jan 25, 2015 35 Views: The news article read like this: “Wanted: Squirrel sought for contempt of court.” Family Court Judge M. Mulroy was the victim of a broad daylight heist in her own court room Wednesday. She described the suspect as 6 inches tall, gray, with a bushy tail and beady little eyes, which was last seen sprinting toward Jefferson Street with the judge's stash of individually wrapped chocolate bars. "He took...

Come with me to a world others shun To a world of death and destruction Here you will find no absolution For the Beast rules with condemnationWhere your mind believes the deception Your hatred becomes your obsession Here your sorrow turns to addiction The Horror inflicts your confusionWhere your strength falters to corruption Your power will yield to starvation And you will fall to cold dejection The Monster demands satia...

The darkest day is not always the one without the sun.At times, it may be the one without someone.A period we feel as if we are empty,Without that best friend to make us happy.The brightest night need not be with every star in the sky.Sometimes, it is when we dance together.A moment where we are in perfect sync,Without care for what others may think.The coldest summer is not always the one that brings ice.Occasionally, it...

"Tell me what happened," he repeated raising his voice. "Call me when you're sober and I will consider it," she answered angrily as she reached for the doorknob. Dan grabbed her by one shoulder to stop her and she rounded on him and smacked him across the face. He responded by smacking her across her face in the same manner. They stood there just looking at each other for the longest time. She dropped her backpack and pur...