The darkness The silence The breeze next to my ears I let go of my fears My eyes can see My eyes are a leaky sea Of salty tears Looking for a Moses, to part my sea No fish Just my fish Oh, how I can be selfish To get my wish The people I have ripped apart, my soul I've ripped apart Left with no one but myself in this damn apartment Stressed, working alone overtime in this department I cannot relate; I am not familiar Have...
How in the world did we get here? One moment we were kids with small problems that we deemed the biggest problems in the world, like not wanting to have a bedtime because we were "too old" for that crap. Or, not being able to get that brand new toy that every kid seems to already have meanwhile you're there stuck with old, outdated toys. Those were the small problems that we used to deem as the biggest problems. And what...
Bleh, I’m tired,I I had a job,I’d be fired.Self employment,Isn’t much enjoyment,But screw the alternative: Deployment.My eyes are closing,Now I’m fallingAsleep. And in closing,I’m tired,but wish I was wired.Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Chapter 54 A Tough Decision The diamond in my hand is as heavy as his love. I would carry it around for my sake, but now it seems like the whole Universe is getting aggravated and tired of carrying Kallitris the sheirer. “I dare you to try and break it. You will realize that it is impossible.” With that he takes my hand, and leads me away. We go downstairs to the hangar. I look at the huge hall, filled with flying spacecr...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Lonely in the night and rain,My heart is lost in bare, cold dreamsThat slide beneath the rotting mulch,Never to be brought to life.Let the shadows sing in pain,Shuddering mists upon the moors;The year fades dark in drifting seasWhere serpents writhe in hidden caves.Paper flowers and candle starsBite the air in darkling smokeWher...
------------------------------------- This work, within its first few lines, contains language or other material which some readers may find offensive. In consideration, Stories Space has hidden the preview of this selection. By choosing to view the piece in its entirety, you agree that you are 18 or older and do not object to such content. ------------------------------------- I'm so sick and tired of writing this shit....
Play yourself like a piano, fill the rooms with the screams and the choking sounds... fill them with pain fill them with hunger fill them with anger and hatred of... me. But what will I do? fill them with love fill them with care fill them with joy and hope for you. I want you to get better, I want you to be healthy, I want you to eat, but you won't listen, so I'll just continue to write... and write and write until I'm s...
"Hold on little girl, the end is soon to come... Sick of it all! Sick of it all! They don't understand how sick we are! Sick we are! Of this bottomless pit of lies, behind closed eyes..." -Evanescence, Sick.Philena: You step over me, You shove past me, Like I'm a ball- to be picked up and thrown- Or a door- to be pushed out of your way. I don't deserve this abuse. Raven: These nightmares, That face, The hands that grab me...
Shadows slide in this midnight mist,Where the whispers embrace meAnd tendrils of moonlightPlay with my hair.Sleep, cold and heavy,Presses on my heart,And its fingers close my eyelidsAs I wait for the ferryman.A metal tang in the ozone airTeases my tongueAs if I taste the blood fromThe lip that I keep biting.Too tired to wander,Too distraught to sleep,Here roll the tears of the century pastDown my salt-dried cheeks.I long...
