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#rant The tasteless food and unhappy mood, the grumpy isolation and lack of interrogation. A world on crack, where leaders need a 'whack' but there is no light, only the dark of night.
Please forgive me father For I have sinned I confess to hurting him I never meant to I confess to hurting myself In spite to help him You see, Father He means so much to me I confess to badgering I...
Is it some muster of our calling, How we lie so still, yet blissfully falling, A murmur and a whisper, A shout in the dark, The echoing call, Of a night-dwelling lark Living in the shallow pace...
Under the covers I can hide away. Hide from words that hurt me. Faces that scowl in my direction. Under the covers I am left be. Under the covers I don't hear. Negativity pouring off the tongue.
leave. left. gone. changed scenes. not the situation. a stranger points you out. "new kid?" he smells like tobacco and regret. you smile and lick your lips.
Ive experienced deep joy. Three times in my life. Each time just as special. And each thanks to my wife. An euphoria of instant relief. Overwhelming and hard to explain. Pressure cooker of emotions.
The water lapped so violently, Crashing against my head, I realised this was the time: Minutes on I would be dead.
I parked myself on the wrong side of life. Sat drunk again lost into the night. Wondering where did it all go wrong. Then i replayed all the parts I've acted on. You ruined me with your tongue.
I lay awake, in open field, I heard thunder in my heart but did not yield. As i witnessed grief of man and wife, I was taken back to an infants life.
There are changes being carried on the wind. The endings end and beginnings begin. Moments have been enjoyed and shared. Moments have been traumatic or scared.
I never realized how difficult it is to think positive when so many negative things are happening. Im broke, the small business i run is not doing well at all.
There's little point to life as a princess in a tower, Gazing out for princes and sitting by the hour.
General anti bullying poem. Bullying is something I can't and won't stand to see. It knots up all my feelings and really angers me. Im sat here smiling because I always seem to find the drama.
Woke up Monday morning, feeling fine. Certain I could walk the line. Having spent the night alone. Thought I'd better check my phone. But there was nothing from you. Did some shops, spent some cash.
Slightly transfixed by your smile, Your not quite the norm tho are you. Still, I'll gaze on for a little while, Maybe I'll see your point of view.
I grabbed out my mobile, my hand trembling. What could be on the other end of the line. I could hear my own heartbeat pound and pound, as the phone started to ring. I froze.
The first time she saw the kittens Alice was with her grandma .
The giant crab monster took a wild swing at Allen. In sheer panic, Allen raised a column of stone that blocked the crab's attack and even encased its arm.
From the outside you wouldn’t have realised this building was anything other than a building, let alone Heaven’s Halfway House, the place where every living soul goes at least twice in their...
"I wonder if you can see from here. There, out the window. On the far side of the river...
#acrostic. #maybealittletooooolong. (S)ummer has been and gone, autumn and winter too have passed, alas dear spring please save my soul, may this season be not my last.
As I drown in fathoms of pain, I know you won't come back again. And as I'm sinking, ever falling, It's your love that I'm mourning.
#adventchallenge Mince pies.
I sat up quickly, the blood rushed from my head and my vision blurred. I looked to my left. That’s not my dresser, I thought. I looked to my right. That’s not my side table.