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I've had my winter holiday And returned to this small isle The spring should be with us now But instead the weathers vile The crocuses show their heads To signal spring is on its way Daffodils are...
Inspired to take on giants, Far off fights turned real, Rebellion mustered in the sugar fields, Squashed all too soon. Grief and sorrow, Anger, hangings too, Masters show their might, Slaves submit.
You could hold a moment by its stem , and you've taught me how to relish.
We fell in love. He broke my heart. I never recovered Time for a fresh start. #flashfiction.
A boulevard of memories, And every house: a hope, Walking down and wishing true, I wonder how I cope.
Damned to exist, Every soul must toil, Always chasing Doomed pursuits. Lucky are those In cold, dark tombs; Vacant bones calmed Evermore... evermore.
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.
Some call it snow plain and short. Some call it Falling Gloves. In swedish LapplandMittens. Another daily mystery!.
Wheels of thunder. Breath so hot. Chuffs and huffs a lot. Weighs more than me. Rums on rails. Treks on the steely trails. My road to work is this. Across a forested plain.
It is very late I'm procrastinating sleep Haikus are fast-food --- Good night..
Wake up. Get dressed. Prepare for the days incoming stress. Tired eyes and dark sky's fill my head with who's, what's and why's. Cloud cover and blizzard like winds.
I keep telling myself that you being gone is a good thing, that I need to take it as a chance to get over you, to stop caring. But how do I force my heart to believe the lies I try to tell myself.
Thoughts of her throughout the day as it drives me insane in good and bad ways. Is it lust or is it love. She's Satan's black dust and Jesus' white dove.
I do not belong here. I am strange, they say. I am foreign. It is true. I come from a country far from here. I do not speak your language in the same fashion as you.
World of gray. Help me color it. Scribble with me, Vibrant crayons across an endless mire. World of gray. Help me paint it. Dip your brush, And it will leave a lovely streak next to mine.
Deception hurts. Truth hurts more..
Life is large Life is grand Life always gets out of hand. Life is great Life flicks by Life is only one big lie..
You are a powerful, creative, spiritual human being. You do not need to depend on any substance to be happy. Keep calm, keep a state of peace, relax and breathe.
Today totally backfired. I went in to play hookie and just get a note and left with two bags of IV fluid pumping through me. It was incredibly interesting. I got pretty emotional because of it though.
Today I woke with a smile. Went to school happy. It had been awhile. Since I hadn't felt crappy. It was something quite new. The others were befuddled. "Put her in a zoo!". They said, all huddled.
I wanna run away. Can't take the pain. The suffering. The heartache. But I can't. I must face another day. I've gotta stay strong. I wanna run away. Leave it all behind. The screams.
I search my head for the questions. I search my heart for the answers. I search the stars for the broken. I search my mind for this cancer. I search inside for a hatred. I search outside for the cure.
A life time of dreams, just a promise away. Little hope left inside, a heart fallen a stray. Another breach of the peace, thoughts picture blurred out.
#truestory #confessiontime #hopethishelps #forayoungerfamilymember I have a big confession which I can't tell you face to face. Not because I don't want you to know, it's because I'm ashamed.