Hi. KiK: JammyTots
Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
Spring come harken to the summer's call, That passes by on a whispered breeze, Exhaling warmth like a shallow breath, On the ebb and flow of calming seas.
The pieces of a crumbling ruin. Tumbling down to a field of grass. Pebbles and rocks, a shadow of hail. Splintered wood and shattered glass. A gradual collapse of weathered walls.
Time is passing by far faster than I would like. The sun is falling from the sky and dusk is beginning to set in.
In my dream, the world had suffered a terrible disaster. A black haze shut out the sun, and the darkness was alive with the moans and screams of wounded people. Suddenly, a small light glowed.
#bestofopuss Travels led to distant path, Surrounded by the devil's wrath, A lonesome road of nightly gales, On which sunshine had set sail, Left with only gloom and despair, And fear hanging in the...
All is hauntingly still. If there is one thing that I fear most, it is this. Not the night, death or evil. Not blood, chaos or monsters. No, what I fear most, is this. I fear the silence.
How are you feeling. A very simple question, To which many can't answer, With an honest confession. You truly wish to know, How I feel inside, To know my thoughts, And the feelings I hide.
I fall asleep. To melancholy. And drip away. To the unholy. I rise up high. Into my thoughts. And drift away. To stomach knots. An emptiness. Takes over me. And pulls me to. A vacant sea.
Tonight the sky fell, And the moonlight died, The stars slipped down, And the clouds then cried. The world shook with fear, And the soil burned, The waters dried, And the Earth was spurned.
Snow is beautiful. I've never really appreciated that sentiment, until now. For all of my life, I hated snow. It is cold and wet. It freezes all it touches and, if ever given the chance, it kills.
From the skies, a rain of fire fell in a cascade of destruction. A monster dealing death from above, burning all it touched. With it, came a miasma of disease and rot. The world collapsed.
You look in the mirror. And you see yourself. You hate what you see. And all it contains. Wishing to be different. Is what you plea. Love for oneself. Is not within you. Hate for yourself.
I'm about to collapse Beneath the weight Of this nonsense To all of this shit That life keeps throwing Against my every defence Infecting my system Rotting my core Destroying from within And...
I'm crying out for help, But none will answer me. I'm begging for salvation, In a large and empty sea. Please remove your apathy, And take a closer look.
My sleeves are stained red,. And I'm drowning in my head,. The river's burst and flowing,. What was hidden is now showing,. There are pathways on my skin,. Leading down to what's within,.
Ferry me across the lake, Along these deathly waters, To my resting family, My brothers, sons and daughters.
Surrender to the sound of drums,. The march of death that slowly comes,. Give in to the cries of war,. That make their way into your core,. Watch men fight with shallow breath,.
Cross my wrists and hope to die,. Whilst trapped within a tragic lie,. The macabre, so dark and grim,. Within a life where lights are dim,. Lost and lonely; dying slowly,.
Rant. _____________________ A friend of mine said something very curious to me today.
I'm panicking. I know I am. I can feel the panic welling up inside of me. My breaths are coming in so fast, I worry I might hyperventilate.
The monsters stumble over the remains of my father, all their eyes focused on me as I run for the back door.
The door to our house rattles on its hinges as they slam their bodies against it. The windows of our home crack beneath the force of their swings, blood smearing the glass as it slowly breaks.
I am lost in my sleep again, Trapped within the fog of dreams, Behind the curtains of my eyes, A victim to my mind's own schemes.
My heart is numb, Frozen still, It's movement ceased, Against my will. My head is sore, A bludgeoned mind, From thoughtless words, No longer kind.
I woke from another dream, One of you and one of me, A happy past of laughter, Resting now in memory.
Depression known but never shown, Concealed from the face of truth, Cloaked in lies and severed ties, Obscured by the guise of youth.
Once upon a time - long ago, There was a land of sand and snow, A distant realm beyond the seas, Barren of grass, flowers and trees.
Plundering that claims no evil, That is mankind's world upheaval, Stripping the Earth, absent of shame, Destruction, abuse - they take not the blame..
A putrid stench assaults his nose, forcing a wave of coughs and splutters from his throat. It is the same stench that engulfs every part of this city.
Through the darkness, I see no path, The moon's betrayal blinds my eyes, And grasping hands from forest trees, Tear my skin despite all my cries.
Here I am, once again, Just like all those times before, Wondering how I got here, Holding onto you once more.
Imperfection, Pervades our every thought. Complexion, Beauty is always sought. Affection, Travels only to the skin. Infection, Damaged looks seen as your sin. Injection, Creates a falsified you.
Blood spilling, feral screams, chaotic madness. I pay attention to none. I sit alone in a bathroom stall, locked away from a hellish nightmare. Hand clutches neck, blood stains dress.
Thoughts containing you and me, Were cast aside and were not sought, Afraid of them and what they'd bring, A tortured mind, decay and rot.
I scream for help. My plea is drowned under tidal roars. I gasp for air, but choke on ice. The ocean pulls me to its depths, calling for me. I resist. I struggle for life.
A deep, guttural groan reaches my ears, followed immediately by grasping hands and gnashing teeth. Surprisingly powerful jaws snap shut mere inches from my face.
The challenge started out a little disappointingly at first as no one was posting. I think I only got two or three to begin with.
I wipe the steam from the bathroom mirror and stare at my reflection. A young boy of eighteen, his dark brown hair an unruly, wet mess, looks glumly back.
A rumbling growl echoes throughout the room. "There's a monster in your tummy," Lucy says in a sing-song voice, feigning a gasp of horror. I laugh and pat her head.
Tick, tock. It is almost noon. Tick, tock. She will be here soon. Tick, tock. The wait drives me mad. Tick, tock. This could turn out bad. Tick, tock. What if she says no. Tick, tock.
K, only one person posted something, so I am giving people one extra day. The deadline is now: Friday, Oct 5th @ 7:00pm The word is: Flashlight/Torch or any other variation of the word.
Thank yah @RichWithey for choosing me as the winner despite all the other great pieces.
Walls contain me in the dark, Dripping black to swallow whole, Buried alive in shadow, Shrouding both my heart and soul.
#acorn #household Lit by light of candle, I sit alone tonight, In my darkened room, Awaiting morning light. The rain is thundering, Against my window glass, And I sit cowering, Hoping it will pass.
Death and danger is all it contained,. Dust and decay is all that remained,. Wilted flowers and dying trees,. Falling skies and boiling seas,. When humanity rained down fire,.
Distant from the busy crowds, Soaring high above the clouds, On my way to distant lands, Far across the golden sands, Above the greenery of trees, And far into the twinkling seas..
#emotion #euphoria A cloudy day of saddened eyes, Melancholic smiles in guise, A single bed of shining white, Surrounded by a loving light, Of family and friends so dear, While my coming death draws...
Travels led to distant path, Surrounded by the devil's wrath, A lonesome road of nightly gales, On which sunshine had set sail, Leaving only gloom and despair, With fear hanging in the air.
#emotion Thank you @naaviie for choosing myself and @MrAlex as the winners.
#emotion #breathless Time ceases with the falling axe. The motion in which it sweeps slows to a crawl and in that small, minuscule window of time, our eyes meet.
Darkness all around me, Isolated in the black, A monster in the shadows, Eyes staring at my back.
My story isn't over, It has only just begun, Time has yet to pass me by, My work is still not done. My goals remain unachieved, Aspirations unfinished, A fire is now burning, Energy not diminished.
Let the tears fall, And watch them as they drip, Let it all go, And slowly start to slip. Lose your control, And give up all your hope. Release your hold, And let go of the rope.
The world is a barren plain of destruction. All that remains is a crumbling ruin now home to disease; a miasma of corrupting filth. Upon the surface, a cloud of shadows trail with them a poison.
The lights are off, The darkness sweeps, Alone at night, A shadow creeps, Watching idly, While I sleep, Waiting nightly, While it peeps, For a moment, To make me weep.
For a moment, time stands still. My heart stops and I cease to breathe. A vision of my mother replaces the scene.
The fairy tale has ended, With a drawn out conclusion. Our happy ever after, Remains an illusion. Grown tired of the fighting, And grown sick of your lies.
The ashes of my past are seen. Flickering images that make no sense at first. A collage of random scenes with no real sense of purpose.
Have you ever experienced that emotion of sheer panic when you are dropped into sudden darkness. That feeling of fear which seeps into your soul as you stumble blindly. I have.
You found me broken and destroyed, A million different shattered pieces, Scattered all across the floor, And saw where all my pain releases.
We meet, We talk, We laugh, We walk. We hug, We share, We love, We care. We kiss, We give, We join, We live. We fight, We leave, We cry, We grieve. We move, We seat, We glance, We meet....
In search of the perfect rhyming cypher, Alluding to illusions of confusion, For the readers to decipher.
Okay, here they are. I'm kind of glad to say that there weren't THAT many submissions for this one.
First of all, congrats to all the other winners. I read most of them too, amazing work.
There was a cage of crystal glass, That sat upon a field of grass, In which a young girl sat confined, Kept far away from all mankind.
Fabrications of my imagination, Protruding from the source of their creation, Spinning out a tale of their own narration, Swimming in my head for the night's duration.
Let's go on a journey, Just me, the world and you. Travel along the globe, And far across the blue. Take one step at a time, Our fingers entwined. Onto a better place, All the pain left behind.
#nightdwellers Stalking you, Yes, indeed. Don't stop now, Please proceed. Rush along, Little sheep. All alone, No Bo Peep. You sense it, You sense me. Spotted now, Yes, I see.
Slip, Fall, Tumble away. Drift, Fly, Into the day. Splash, Sink, Amidst the sea. Drown, Sleep, Finally free..
The pressure's on, The stove is lit, My future's tied, My path is split. Where am I drifting, Where am I going, Where is life heading, Where is life flowing.
The man with the shifty eyes, Sitting in the corner, Hidden within the shadows, A strange, distant foreigner.
Slipping far away from you,. Sick of everything you do,. Fed up with the constant fights,. Tired of the sleepless nights,. Slowly falling out of love,. No longer fitting like a glove,.
Delve into the rabbit hole, And push away your fears. Follow the white rabbit down, And wipe away your tears. Flee with me to Wonderland, And hide from all your pain.
Falling through the ages, And this is what I see: An endless, bloody ocean, Where violence runs free.
Depression has gotten the best of me, It has broken my will to write, No words ever spring to mind, My passion has gone out of sight.
Laying in bed awake at night, Thinking my thoughts of you. Are you sound asleep tonight, Or thinking of me too. Wishing for the day to start, To see you once again.
Time passes with the running stream, Fleeting like most hopes and dreams, Like the sound of the ticking clock, Pain flies on with the soaring flock, And the flow of life continues on, Into the night...
The fearless knight charges on, Straight on through the castle gates, Caring not for his own skin, Or the danger that awaits.
On the day you passed away, A part of me passed on too, And left behind an empty heart, Broken from the loss of you.
You slice and you dice, Barely keeping me alive, Your words cut to the skin, One more and I won't survive.
Walking home alone tonight, Just me, myself and I, No moon to guide my way, And no stars up in the sky. The streets are rather empty, Of everything but dust, No people that I know, Or any that I...
Lit by light of candle, I sit alone tonight, In my darkened room, Awaiting morning light. The rain is thundering, Against my window glass, And I sit cowering, Hoping it will pass.
The sun has set. Getting to my uncle's home has taken longer than I expected. I've had to go out of my way to take long detours around the large groups blocking my path.
I dodge and weave between them, never pausing to look back. There's so many. The entire street is covered with them. Uncle Raymond's house isn't too far, but it's going to be hell getting there.
When your dreams all fail, All your hope runs out, When you're lost in anguish, And drowned in doubt.
I awake in cold sweat. Darkness surrounds me. It is impossibly black. I feel as if it is drawing me in, attempting to swallow. I wave my hand in front of my face. Nothing. No movement is seen.
I drift and I fly, Floating to the sky, Soaring so high, With a final goodbye. Breath has left me, Despite my plea, But in harmony, I'll let things be.
Today was Veteran’s Day. I was on my way to the West City Shopping Centre. Apparently, there was some sort of festival there centred on the war veterans of World War II.
I want, You to be here each and every day, To remove each and every shade of grey, To fix me as our love increases, And help me pick up all the broken pieces.
Love is a mystery, It flows without direction, Two souls can have a history, Riddled with affection, Or they can just be friends, Acquaintances for life, Their love will not extend, Never to be man...
Anger, anger, so much anger, It boils up inside, Your face turns red with so much rage, Good feelings set aside.
The bullets fall, The soldiers brawl, The bodies drop, And never stop. The madness spreads, Inside their heads, A violent lust, Within the dust.
Storm the breach and be a hero, Hit the ground and be a zero, Raise your weapon and fire true, Or freeze and realise death is due.
Peace and tranquility, In this field of roses, The smell of the meadow, Right under our noses. We lay on our backs, Staring at the sky, Hand in hand, Watching birds fly.
Lurking in the shadows, A beast with many eyes, Deep in the corner, Hungry for many flies. Frozen in its place, Atop its throne of webs, It sits forever watchful, Far above the plebs.
I twist and I turn, Unable to sleep, Despite closed eyes, And counting sheep. Something's amiss, And not quite right, A feeling of loss, Just out of sight.
How are you feeling. A very simple question, To which many can't answer, With an honest confession. You truly wish to know, How I feel inside, To know my thoughts, And the feelings I hide.
A cold wind blows, In this rickety house, So empty and hollow, Not even a mouse. No lights are lit, Shrouded in dark, No noise is made, No sound, no remark.
The night is upon us, Alight by glow of moon, The howling has begun, A battle coming soon. The shadows on the move, Gliding through the night, The beasts on the run, Fur so sleek and white.