Every inch in meEvery Inch in me
By Kevin J. Jacobs
Felt through dismay, plaging every inch inside of me.
Reaching out to me, calling my name.
This plague is not what it's cracked up to be.
It spreads through my veins, making its' way to my arm.
But, even through the dismay, I feel no pain.
Anxiety crosses my mind, making me feel dampened like the seasons in May.
It may spread through my veins, but the sickness is not what it's cracked up to be.
This pain is not strong enough to hold me.
Though I feel weakened by this plague, spreading through my veins, and calling my name, this pain isn't the life in me.
Inching its' way inside of me, lack of sleep, making my body grow weak.
This pain may not go away.
But, my happiness makes the pain, fall in shame.
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You say it will never die.
I say most things don't last that long.
But, I'm willing to try.
You say I'm wrong to think twice.
That our love is truer than fate.
I say blind faith has a price.
Prepare yourself, before it's too late.
You say we'll always be together.
Nothing could tear us asunder.
I say few things last forever.
There's always room for a blunder.
You say there could be no mistake.
We are among the blessed.
I say it's a chance I'll take.
But, I'm ready for the test.
You say it's too perfect to end.
Nothing this good could halt.
I say there's no reason to pretend.
This perfection is our biggest fault.
You say you'll never leave me.
You swear our love is undying.
I say things happen constantly.
And, one day, I'll be alone and crying.
You say you'll be with me always.
Never leave my side.
I say I'm counting the days.
But, I wouldn't miss the ride.
You say 'til death do us part.
You promise and you vow.
I say you're bound to break my heart.
The WebsiteThe Website4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not only is The Website available to read on DeviantART, it has a preview for the story on Youtube
A Short Story
By Kevin J. Jacobs
December 15th, 2011
My story begins in a mid size city called South Bridge, West Virginia. I am a fourteen year old college student, that just enrolled, thanks to the help of my parents, who helped pay for my financial aid, no thanks to the financial aid department. They said that my parents made more than enough, to fill up a blind man's wallet. I'm just kidding. They just said that they met more than required, based on the financial information on the form.
It was tough for me to get into college, because of how young I am.
But, I figured with the additional work, that I have been applying myself in accomplishing, atoning myself, tough is all around.
I made my way through school, with all honor classes. Even when I was in kindergarten, I would come to school, with knowledge of that of
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We are now in a state of crisis.
We have been bound by a transformation, which holds us, into a devestated, state of mind.
Confusion has blinded us.
Our fate is what holds us.
If we are the chosen ones whom are to break our bond from this state, we shall be the ones whom will rise up, to take our stand.
We shall not go amongst what we believe in, as we are forced to listen to those whom are not our kin, and forces us to believe in, in which, they believe in.
We will not live in betrayl.
We will stand up for ourselves.
We are the ones whom will protect our beliefs.
We are the ones whom will be bound, to the light.
Legend of GiaLegend of Gia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Legend of Gia
A Short Story
By Kevin James Jacobs
A traveler came to the village of Fayru, and told the townspeople of a story that happened centuries ago, in the peaceful village, when demons that evolved through the forces of dark sorcery, had taken over the planet.
The tale was about a young swordsman, that came to the village of Fayru, to defeat a powerful sorcerer named Gia.
Gia was the sorcerer whom was responsible for creating the planet, during the Dark Age, as it was over taken by demons.
But, when Gia had fought back the tyranny of the demon stronghold, one demon managed to survive, and had taken over Gia's soul.
Gia was left, in a state of despair, for he grew powerless, as he had fallen into an eternal slumber.
When the Sages of the Flegiamont, similar to that of an enormous chapel, that bestowed the ancient ways of the planet's life, they had banished their own creator, into the depths of deep space.
Even though Gia was taken away from his own planet, Nayru, he had found h
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inside my mind & heart;
a mystic creature plays a song
to the tunes of a harp
My heart easily gets charmed
it reacts without thinking
'cause of that it always gets harmed
by guys that are assholes
Why oh why don't I listen?
my mind's screaming at me
but I just can't listen>.
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i was diagnosed with depression at the young age of nine. and the day i saved my first writing piece of your not-so-presumptuous cat and dog story was november eighteenth, two thousand and two. my writing was of the astronomy of our stars that we see after the sunset falls to create a pool of blackness. every word was strung together, even back then when i was "happy". but maybe i was wrong, maybe i wasn't so happy after all. maybe i was just a broken adolescent waiting for her chance to escape from a living hell. and so when i read of the stars not making my wishes come true, i began to believe that everything wasn't true. i lost trust in everyone and everything, really. i grew weaker each day as my bones lost the calcium they needed. i would not show my face to this cold-hearted universe for it had shattered each part of me i knew and loved, into so many pieces i could never begin to pick up. i was supposed to be a straight-a student, a genius who played mozart on the pi