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#youngwritershousehold It felt like someone was pressing on my lungs, tightening them, trying to make it impossible for me to breathe.
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#youngwritershousehold It felt like someone was pressing on my lungs, tightening them, trying to make it impossible for me to breathe.
Fighting, gasping, For oxygen. Struggling, battling, For oxygen. Grasping, praying, For oxygen. Oxygen, a blessing, A gift we must treasure. Oxygen, a curse, Stolen away forever.
I was gasping for air. Swallowing large mouthfuls of salty seawater and flapping my arms about, I float helplessly in the ocean.
Oxygen, Breath, Without it, Death. Breathing, Slow, It helps me, Go. Oxygen, Decides, Who lives, And who dies. #youngwritershousehold.
Thankyou to @Janflower for choosing me!!. The deadline is 7:00 PM tomorrow, British time.
#youngwritershousehold. A speck of dust,. A drop of water,. A sign of rust,. A fatal lure,. Air flows through,. A silent whisper,. Too late to rue,. An irresistible purr,. A wisp of cloud,.
Whisper to me, Behind closed doors, Not that it means much. Even if it was Behind opened doors, It wouldn't be important as such. The fact that you whisper, The fact that you don't care...
#youngwritershousehold #whisper Whispered in classrooms, Behind someone's back. Harsh, selfish words, A horrible hate-pack. Secrets in one ear, Soon spreads to another.
#youngwritershousehold Stone cold deep inside, My eyes are glassy, blue, A whisper of what I was, Nothing I feel is true, A sullen ghost, defeated, Whispering in the dark, Skin all pale and...
#youngwritershousehold. Open your mind. Whisper your thoughts. Tell me your secrets. And we'll work out your knots. Open your mind. Free your spirit. Listen to the music. Even if you can't hear it.
Just a whisper, Just one word, Hope the whole world, Hasn't heard. Just a secret, Please don't tell, If you do, It won't end well. #youngwritershousehold.
#youngwritershousehold Whisper under the stars, The words I love, From heaven above. Whisper under the moon, The words I adore, Make my spirits soar.
A whisper to the heart, Emotions blind, One would think, That she was kind. She draws you in, Steals your soul, Buries your body, Into a deep dirt hole.
#youngwritershousehold Shhh keep quiet In this house You can hear creaks Plus a mouse Ghosts and ghouls Come in the night Transparent and haunting In no ones sight Still and quiet With no one...
#youngwritershousehold I'm moving out Of the lonely town We called Us. My destination's happiness You don't belong On this bus. All you caused Was angst, suddenly It didn't seem worth it.
#youngwritershousehold I need a new destination, Some where else to go, I am no longer needed, Wanted, Liked, Here.
I'm extending the time limit because I only have one entry, the deadline is now tomorrow at 11am U.K time. Sorry for any confusion, I understand that opuss is being tempermental.
#youngwritershousehold 'You have arrived at your destination' The sat-nav says to me, Though this is the furthest from the truth, That it'll ever be, For my heart is back at home, And so is my...
#youngwritershousehold Where was I. It was a crazy feeling, escaping from a world that hates you. All I did was outsmart them.
Calling all young writers, its time for the next young writers household Thankyou to tastetherainbow for choosing me, i honestly didn't think i'd be chosen. there was so much talent in this one.
A hand, A knife, The end of life. About, To plunge, To take the lunge. Sick, Reeling, Horrible feeling. Knowing, You'll die, And wondering why. Crying, Screaming, You must be dreaming.
#youngwritershousehold Let out your emotions, Let yourself dream. Let in the weight of the world, Let yourself scream. The world comes tumbling down, Let yourself scream.
Scream out loud Cry to the universe Reeling head Eek. I'm under a curse Aaaaaagh. Make this day a whole lot worse #youngwritershousehold @tastetherainbow.
#youngwritershousehold #nightdwellers. The watch swings out. It's a quarter to seven. The souls have come. Going straight to heaven. With a squint of an eye. And a flash of a hand.