The Lake.
The sky changes, Clouds appear, The atmosphere tenses, An eerie feeling and fear, I walk through the forest, An alley way of trees, I walk with tentative steps, On a path made out of leaves, The...
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The sky changes, Clouds appear, The atmosphere tenses, An eerie feeling and fear, I walk through the forest, An alley way of trees, I walk with tentative steps, On a path made out of leaves, The...
#nightdwellers. Demons are chasing me. Yet I'm laying here still. Not trying to escape. Just awaiting the kill. No reason to run. No life to preserve. So I'll lie here in wait.
(Old Man Walking Long Part 2) A young boy , his father's song Did so forever haunt him, that everyday when He walked home, alone, this song he sung, To guide him.
An old man walked long, Followed a road his son walked, before him. A lonely, desolate road, lined with dead trees, old oak, hawthorn.
#beginningline #nightdwellers As the snow melted, I wept in awe. We'd never seen so prodigious a thaw. Thinking the melting we witnessed was sad, We never imagined the truth was this bad.
#nightdwellers The opulent moon resides over the majestic night sky. A frosted vision obscured by icy clouds floating by. Stars twinkle penetrating the darkness playing out a code.
#beginningline #nightdwellers As the snow melted, I wept in awe, The ice prince I'd created, Was a pile of water on the floor, A journey I started, Not so long ago, I built my ice prince with bare...
Thank you so much @sammielee46 for choosing my piece - most unexpected. Now I have the NEW beginning line 7 day challenge - and here it is..,,.. As the snow melted, I wept in awe......
#Nightdwellers The night-time fell, And dusk set in, And dark began its rule. The air grew damp, Deep alleys: slick, For evening, this was fuel.
#nightdwellers Gravestone poetry, Monolithic scribing made In the witching hours, privately On your own, Sitting with your back, To a gravestone.
#nightdwellers #beginningline. Unaware of what lurked in the darkness. She gathered her supplies. Her bow, her blade, her amulet. And a torch that never dies. She left behind her caravan.
#nightdwellers#beginningline Unaware of what lurked in the darkness my heart raced. Shadows danced before my eyes fear my mind embraced. A scream invaded my ears the owner of its voice was me.
I'll do it soon Really I will In an hour Or two Or six more from now I'll finish that project That's due in two days I'll put it off 'til the night before I won't finish.
It's only sophomore year. So much more to go. Already I am buried. Can't prepare for tomorrow. School is shit. Home is worse. Just let me sleep. Carry me off in a hearse. I hate my work.
#nightdwellers The CATACOMB of my mind meanders through my insanity. Contained within an OSSUARY all sense of any reality.
Up so high I'll never fall Just when I think I'm more than fine I hit another wall Send me flying On top of the world Laughing to crying Plunged down the rabbit hole Maybe it's just insanity Call...
What I'd give to have someone who gives a shit. One thing that frustrates me, more than ever. Is the bitterness and hate that consumes around me, always forever.
Like you care, what I do. It's me that's damaged, not you. It's not your fault, not his not hers. But is it mine, and all my trapped up fears. Things resurface, with no real cause.
#nightdwellers. 200th opuss :). The night has stolen from me. With every breath I see it take. A piece of my heart. A part of my mind. An inch of my strength. I try to grab it but it dissolves.
#beginingline #nightdwellers Unaware of what lurked in the darkness Avery set out with her husband's shotgun. She had never been on a hunt before, it was strictly forbidden.
Scratching at the surface. I'm just trying to see. I'm trying to just breathe. Think this as a whole. There's no one to blame. No one but myself. No one but me. I've lost myself. I've hurt myself.
#beginningline #nightdwellers. Unaware of what lurked. In the darkness ahead. The young girl carried on. Without caution or dread. She had made this very journey. On many occasion.
#acrostic #nightdwellers. Nothing to do but sleep. In times when reality is rendered so bleak. Given how life ripped all hope from my days. Hallucinations at night I prefer to the pain.
Sat alone Thoughts in flow Mind is set On past events Emotions run high My mouth runs dry Could I do this again Would I even know why The few scars that remain From the slight bit of pain Is...