Linda
A yearning deep inside. For loneliness the need to hide. Isolation from the crowd. Keeping my head up in the clouds. Cowering in the corner. As the seconds turn to days. Becoming the shadows.
I aimed for the sky, but was nailed to the ground I leapt, I crashed, and finally I found A world of unfamiliar faces Open doors, unwritten pages.
A pleasant conversation. Nothing special at all. A cold bite in the air -. Summer's turned to fall. I wasn't flirtatious. Not even a bit. He seemed to be nice. Though he kept staring at my tits.
I like to think there is a heaven. Because if there isn't, you'd have no place to be now. You'd be gone forever, and I'm not sure I could live with that. So I believe. I have to. I miss you, my...
My whole life I have spent living in a daze Faffing about in my meaningless haze I'm breaking away now, I'm breaking away Whatever I'm doing, I'll do it my way I'm making my changes, it needs to be...
Whenever I am broken. When I can't stand no more. Salvation lies in solace. That feel of calm and warmth. Where are you when I need you. When I need time and space. My room where I find solace.
Trapped in time, distorted Can't tell lies from the truth What's real, and what is fiction It all seems so abstruse Caught inside a story That's shifting as I go Unraveling events That spin out of...
The night approaches fast, the lights are dim The day is closing, night is closing in My body's tired, mind completely clear Yet Mr.
My little dear, my loved one Your heart big as your chest To me you seem so beautiful Though I know some will suggest That your jagged, yellow teeth All crooked and undershot Should make me feel...
The screams of my past failures. Resound inside my head. Calling for attention. Begging for my help. To bring them forth to present. To bring them back today. They scream, they sing, they whisper.
I wanna be the hero of my story. I wanna save the universe. I care not for fame and glory. For it seems nothing but a curse. I need to save my people. I need to make them safe.
Going on nine hours of waiting in the ER. A girl walks in, looking... Well, I'd hate to say trashy, but yes. Trashy. She is accompanied by two policemen.
When I was little, my dad was always my rock. So stable, so safe. But at some point, that changed. I'm not sure when, but it did. My dad has always been one to appreciate a good whiskey.
My definition of happiness is white, has four legs, attentive ears, calm, black eyes and greets me with a low hum every day.
I do not care for happiness. I literally could not care less. Because I believe that happiness is transient. It only lasts for so long. I will never strive for happiness. I only wish to be content.
Again; hopelessly stricken By my childhood's Nomansland, Where hatred grows in silence And witches make their plans. A place of peace and quiet For those who cannot see Beyond a mere reflection.
My name is Linda, and I'm a human being. What that means exactly, I have no idea, apart from the obvious ten fingers, forty six chromosomes and relatively high intelligence. Or so I hope.