I'm just... Weird.
Why did I do this. I turned my life around to be with you. You were my sun and sky. My moon and stars. My life and soul. Now you're gone, and I'm to blame. You slept in your bed, like always.
It's been a long, long day. Where were you to help me. It was a hard day. Why didn't you ask how it was. I just wanted someone to see me..
I am the first and last thought you'll ever have. I am your breath, your eyes, your entire body. I am your heart, your liver, your skin. I am you, the one copy that never dies. Who am I.
Written while really wasted: There's something special about a human's last breath. You can hear their soul getting sucked out of them, sucked away from time like it never existed.
I love my human. He's not always kind, sometimes he even hurts me, but I love him anyways. Even when he locks me up in the closet and keeps me locked up with no food or water for a couple of days.
Love is just make-believe. It's just something we create to be able to bond to one mate. And sometimes it's shit. It makes you cry, it makes you angry or it leaves you broken hearted.
"Maria. Take the wheels while I open the hatch. We need to get him in here!", Rose yelled. Maria threw herself into the piloting chair and grabbed a hold of the stick.
I stand here, all alone with a desert in front of me, a place abandoned by the old Gods of Creation. They lived here when they first started to mold this planet.
You grow inside of me, like a seed. I already love you, my dearest. You're a treasure I guard with my life. You kick, beat and move inside of me, just to let me know you're there.
Challenge by @naaviie with the words: mirror, driftwood, friction, letter, jigsaw. The still water is like a MIRROR, reflecting the sky and trees on the other side of the lake.
You ask me who would care if you died. I would. You wonder who could ever marry you. I could. You want to know who you can talk to. How about... Me. You ask yourself who loves you. I do..
Challenge set by @misslittleDHP with the words: bare, alone, think, wind, tense, tree. I stand here in this BARE wasteland, ALONE, with only my thoughts as company. I THINK of how the Earth was...
It's cold, dark and lonely here. I'm crammed up in a corner, sweating, hyperventilating and waiting for the lights to be turned on. I see them hiding in the dark.
He kisses her on the neck, caressing her jaw and following the lines down to her perky, naked breasts. He circles her pink, luscious nipples with featherlight fingers.
She feels... Something. Or nothing. There's a black hole inside of her, sucking her into herself, trying to consume her. I guess it's time for her medications..
Some days she just lies in her bed, under her covers, looking up at the roof and trying to count the planks. And she's at peace then..