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Work a full time job, revising my second manuscript, writing a full length screenplay... Trying to find time to play with my puppy, Lore and you know sleep... It's a writer's life.
#acorns Having trouble with mine, and it reminded me of this. 4 extra lines. You lucky people...
'Just one more kiss' He said to me, But a kiss from him- was never free.
#acrostic Most of all I miss the Exciting times we had. Laughing at all the jokes we made, Although it now seems sad.
Here you come with your face of gloom. Single handily clearing smiles from the room. Feeling sorry for yourself you've turned into a career. From behind judgement glasses you look and sneer.
#BeginningRhymes She decided she didn't care Me, I was the one that was there You didn't notice, you didn't see Do you even see the real me.
#acrostic - don't know what happened with this one lol ☺ M oonlight comes way too soon E ntrapping me with so much gloom L acy fingers in the sky A nd I'm wondering why why why.
#acrostic Morose is my name, Empty inside Laughter departed Appetite hides. Night all around me, Crying in vain. Hopeless and helpless Only the start. Let death now consume me, Yells life now depart.
It's never too late, To fix a little magic from your finger tips, Just point at a place where you want it to be..
#acrostic Mournful mood, depressive stance Escape if I had the urge Lay me down in shades of blue All I hear's your tuneless dirge Nature over nurture Can't even crack a smile Hole ridden soul...
"Doc!" "Doc!" Drake was thirsty, his mouth dry as the Sahara. He needed blood, and soon or he would perish. It had been hours since he last fed and he was deteriorating rapidly. "Doc!" Drake gasped.
You can say I'm pretty. But I'll disagree. If you turned over my heart. You'd see the mould and rot. Collecting there. Can't help that I've got. A black thumb. I am a living corpse. With sunken eyes.
A ghost in this relationship, A hound inside this hunt, A circus trick to domineer- Another timeless stunt..
#acorns I'm trying. I'm dying. I'm crying. You're keeping. I'm weeping. Hearts leaping. We're in sync. We can't blink. We can't think. We're caught here. Just you, Dear. The pain, sheer.
Sleep used to be a friend of mine, But that was long ago, Now I am just exhausted, Oh sleep where did you go. You took my energy, you took my calm, You took it all away.
If everything i wrote would come true,. Id write a story with me and you. Id love you, you'd love me and thats the way we would always be.
Keeping busy. Up and down. Round and round. What is to come. Never still, never down. Meet my Hamster Hammond!.
Compose yourself. And fly away. When the hard times come just migrate. Like the birds in winter time. Leave the frost and cold well behind. You can do it if you try. Lift your wings and fly fly fly.
L ike a curse O ver done so rehearsed V eering far off track I cant stop N ever will i break away G ouging out my desires Y ou make me happy & sad O uch it hurts U nderneath it feels it good.
Swish. Swosh. There goes the kitchen rug skidding scross the floor. A grey flurry of fur sails across the floor. Bat. Bat bat bat. Batting at the little furry toy and wham it is dead again.
I was born to do something on this ball of dust. What it is I am not sure of. 38 years in the making. We are born with a purpose in life. It may take a lifetime to relise what it is.
We all have stories to tell, just like you told me yours. I gave you my full attention.
Stories don't make sense until the writer makes them make sense. And sometimes they still don't make sense but it's okay because it's a story and it's not required.
It's too damn cold outside my covers. And I'm too afraid to unwrapped the blankets around me. All I want is to stay warm all the damn time..