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#acrostic #alittledifferent. (R)anⓉeD - words used to break. (E)mⓄtivE - tones so coarse. (S)uⓇeFire - cracks in her restraint. (I)nⓉensE - it gets much worse. (G)ⓊArded - is her heart from joy.
I can never close my eyes,. Can never turn my back,. Can never not look over my shoulder. It's a funny thing is. GUILT. I can never be carefree. Can never completely enjoy. Can never be reckless.
If happiness won't stay with me. And if you won't hold my hand. Then you can keep your oxygen. I have something else planned. If I can't kiss your lips. If I can't love your mass.
You run because you want to. I run because I need to. You snigger when I cry. All I want to do is die. You said you loved me once upon a time.
#beginningline Without thinking of the consequences, I opened the box. You stared up at me, your eyes still open, staring into never-ending space.
They say the coldest place in the world is the Antarctic winter. -92 degrees where there is 6 months of darkness and 6 months of light. Dangerous place to go, can cause death if not beyond prepared.
Hush child Mommy will protect With her many worries Mommy will infect Father's lost We're all alone What a shame, this pain To survive on our own Mommy is paranoid She'll shelter you well She'll...
Tabitha Green, walked. Never looked back,. Never once cried,. Never spoke of this until. The day she died,. Tabitha Green, lied. Lied to her mum,. Lied to her dad,. Lied to her kids,.
So here it is, that I am now standing in a darkened room, facing the full horror of what I had become; what I had to do.
Of all the lands you promised me, The living land condemned me; Trickles, -of deathly scars plunge deep, sweeping, -raping martyrs.
Lies - thrown at me, smothered me a blanket, a killer Over and over, pushed into them until I could only believe Vanity of yours makes illusions that none see,...
Niamh was dead. My wife, my, how do they say it, estranged wife, his mother. She lay at the bottom of the stairs; limbs askew on the cold Victorian tiled floor. The perfect Christie chalk outline.
Let's play a game of Russian roulette Put away fame and you're all set Have no shame to let yourself soar Blow your brains onto this dirty floor The wheel spins around the bend One of us to hell it...
(authors note: hi. this is actually a dream (nightmare) I had a few years ago, there are actually more than one version but they alway take place in the same tunnel.
I've never written like this... They're just sudden words that spilled out of my brain: You Hold Me With Your Icy Stare. Can't Move. Then You Grab Me And Throw Me Out Into The Icy Cold.
Arnia clucked her tongue at me. "Yes?" A voice snapped from behind me. "What has she done this time. She can't do anything right in your eyes, can she?" I rolled my eyes.
Inspired by #opussweeklychallenge Confused and scared, the princess stood guard by the hatch waiting what felt like an eternity for her sisters.
Inspired by #opussweeklychallenge Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who was locked away in a tower by her horrid twin sisters, Mia and Ana.
#communitystory "You see that?" A finger pointed to a fat little penguin happily nipping at another penguin's flipper. "They're fighting!" the little girl cried. "No, they're playing.
Sometimes, here in the dark, I struggle to find myself Here in the dark, I find a shell A shell of a girl, a shell of a life.
He laughs and screams. My skin tears at the seams. Slather on the lotion. Drink the deadly potion. Trail your fingers on my skin. You commit this terrible sin. Upon my crevices goes your tongue.
(authors note : this was originally the start of a short, possibly long book, if you like it please let us know if you want more :) Love R ) It was a Tuesday, I remember that, Is it strange that I...
My veins are carrying a burn sensation through out my whole entire body. I feel paralyzed as I stare into the depths of space. My body shut down. I can't feel anything, except pain.
Deeply buried within lies. A secret that are not meant to be known. Round the world, trust is gone. Keys are either thrown away or buried. Scared and forbidden. Even one self is never to be trusted.