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#household. Just above the fireplace. Upon the mantelpiece. Past Pandora's Box. Underneath the golden fleece. Next to last nights moonbeams. That I keep inside a jar. Beside the box of stardust.
A small and frail woman,. Walking up my stairs,. Must have never seen the sun,. And the clothes that she wears,. Skin as fresh as daisies,. Eyes as black as death,. I think I know what she sees,.
#household. One day I'd like a fireplace. To place the only memento I've got. A beautiful Victorian fireplace. Upon it I would sit a clock. A clock given to my grandfather.
I know there's never time,. A television in black and white,. Where the colors run and hide,. Separated not hated,. We live our daily lives,. But in our hearts it resides,. I know there's never time,.
On warm late nights under bathroom lights, glancing in a cracked mirror things become less clearer.
The memories held inside my mind still hum with a quiet tune Tethered by the thinnest thread, that was made to break too soon.
Here I stand, small and quiet, Just listening to natures own disquiet, A thick and melodic song rings out, A mother blackbird calling home her chicks, I take a moment to ponder her words, unheard In...
My brain is divided into three compartments. The most secure area stores the memory of your face. Above all things, I keep that safe. A room with a sliding door Holds all the cute things you say.
This is my first story, hope you enjoy it. I counted the vibrations as my phone went off again, but ignored his call like I'd been doing for the past month.
It seemed in slow motion, She never touched the ground, Memories flooded like an ocean, Through my ears the sound, Many years have passed, Soul sisters we always were, How did it all go so fast, All...
#augustwriteaday #haunted I'm haunted by you; Everywhere I go I see you In the crowd, Always a little Too far away To catch up to, But then I realise it Can't be you.
They say a picture speaks a thousand words. I say a word can speak a thousand pictures. Paradise. The air tumbles across a picturesque beach, each particle stopping to greet your bare skin.
Remember,. Those who went before us,. Those who stood before us,. Those who helped us through hard times,. Those who went through hard times,. Those who inspired us,. Those who desired us,.
Gonna take a machine and go back in time. In tune with my past I will chime. Fix the past then live in the present. The future is a mystery could be bad or rather pleasent.
"Ngài tự giam mình kỹ hơn, dường như ngài còn cài then lòng mình lại và do đó gia đình nghĩ về ngài như một người đã chết.
Sidenote: If it wasn't in the list, I'd name this one "Bits of Me". Boxes, boxes everywhere. Holding all my old clothes. Of which I'm too big to wear. Forever and on. Boxes, boxes everywhere.
I remember the days of us three together. Sitting watching the sunset without a care. But now you are gone. First you died of cancer, didn't you mum. Then you died in a car acident, didn't you dad.
I'm just sitting here, inside my head, staring at these big walls inside my mind. Built out of guilt and out of sorrow, built out of lost hope and lost plans for a better tomorrow.
Despite my cynicism, I've always believed there is a system to finding happiness in life: suffer now, and one day you'll find happiness.
#Flash A special moment. FLASH. A glorious time. FLASH. A heartfelt smile. FLASH. An amazing second. FLASH. An once in a life time happening. FLASH. A memorable doing. FLASH. A breath taking...
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P hotos trapped under lock and key, H appily waiting to be free, O nly time can tell when that will be, T hey shall stay for now, my friends and me, O n holiday I bought it, by the sea, F rance was...
#step. Sitting on my doorstep. My thoughts return to you. What we could have been. Should one have become two. In a bout of dreaming. You'd be here with me. Staring at the stars.
I left it in the china shop. You know the one on fifth street. I left it there and when I went back, it wasn't there.