There’s a difference between what I am told to create and what I create when I am emotional.
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Spark of your Fight
Go into that night with a blazing fire, Do not heed what a soul has to say, March on with the armor of truth, For one day you will see they were wrong all along, You are strong, Prove to humanity, Prove them ALL wrong.
no words just thoughts
I’ve heard somewhere that the second before you die you see your life flash before your eyes. If you think about it, that second is a very long time. It’s an entire life time again. It stretches on forever like, an ocean of time. What if, now listen closely, what if we never die? AtContinue reading “no words just thoughts”
Preexistence
“What do you mean I won’t remember!?” You look down to the giant glass orb. It turned as it illuminated. Bright colors, reflections ringing the glass. “You won’t be able to remember me. That IS the test.” He looked down wishing it weren’t true. “Then I don’t want to go.” “What choice do we have?”Continue reading “Preexistence”
Grocery List
Milk Eggs Art Studio Farrari Strait A’s Immortality Revenge on the bully A million likes Six comments Ice cream
The Brick Inside My Heart
There’s Just something keeping me from doing things. Something that’s stopping me. I’ve always been the late bloomer. With EVERYTHING. Anything grown up related I just CAN’T do! I”m so afraid of moving on, Getting better, Growing up. I’m afraid of messing up. I don’t want to drive on the street. I don’t want toContinue reading “The Brick Inside My Heart”
The Black Wind Atmosphere
“What do you hear?” uhh………..I hear……..wind? “Good, Good. Now what do you feel?” I feel……I feel, Movement. “What kind of movement?” Like…water. But its not. “What do you see?” Nothing…..Just black Nothing. “How did you get here?” I…… I… I don’t know….
Trapped
I run away not to get away. I do it so you will hold me tight! I LIKE to feel trapped. Trapped in the comfort of your arms.
The Straw Hat
Rocks crunched under my wooden heels. The wind fresh with the scent of peaches far off in the vast orchards. Where HAS that boy gone!? I search through the row of trees. Peaches so large the branches droop. “Alex!” I called. There was no answer. “Alex please come out where ever you are! You’re makingContinue reading “The Straw Hat”
Childhood Heart
I’m home and alone, Got nothin to do, I toss and I tern, Got nothin to do, I whine and I pout, Got nothin to do. I hear a sound like people at my door. But much smaller and high pitched. It must be my little neighbor……with her little bratty friend. I sit in myContinue reading “Childhood Heart”