Lost In the WorldLost In the World2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Katrina sat at the base of the fire place in the living room. The fireplace and surrounding area was made out of fire resistant reddish-brown bricks, adding to the warmth of the fire. The fire itself sent a radiance of warmth outwards throughout the room. Sitting on the brick's that were warmed by the fire just added to the warmth that Katrina felt. Her read hair a fair skin seemed to absorb the organish-red light emanating from the fire. It was cold outside and the cold was trying to seep its way into the house. The fire held the frigid air outside at bay. The living room floor held a brownish colored tile that was able to absorb some of the heat, allowing the house to retain the heat that the fire was giving off. It was really a great way for Katrina not to have shudder the house around the windows and doors. Several book stands complete with various books and puzzles sat at the opposite wall of t
Burn and FreezeShe touches her faceBurn and Freeze2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To his hand so cold
Her fire scars him
Burning too bright
His eyes like ice
And hers so tender
Meet and cause
Her full surrender
One cannot live
Without the other
So they burn and freeze
With each other
I Am a GirlI am a girl, therefore I'm worthless.I Am a Girl1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a disappointment to my parents.
I am a thing to be sold for profit.
I am property to a stranger.
I am a body used for the pleasure of men.
I am a slave to my promised husband.
These are the only things I'm allowed to say.
If I say anything else I will be punished.
I shall face a punishment.
Several that no one should be allowed to face.
I fear all of it.
But sadly, it would be nothing new.
I shall be punished for simply taking a breath.
I wish to take my final one.
I "belong" in the kitchen, after all.
I have possession of the knife.
This decision shall finally be mine.
My fear melts away, and my neck turns cold.
I shall take my freedom...
Yes, I have taken it.
However, it was not by means of bloodshed.
It was not by means of "relief."
It was by means of struggle.
It was by by means of the impossible.
No longer shall I hide my face behind blu
1. The Black Rose1. The Black Rose2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out extended the unwelcome arm,
for my soul to take...
My shadow, with me, trembled,
knowing no way away,
from this inevitable ending of my own.
The pillars of my legs crumbled,
and down I fell...
The arm hesitated,
and to the side tilted the head,
from which came its orders.
Of golden bone was it made,
and its base disappeared
into the caverns its sleeve....
Shying from my sight.
The Robe was black
with a fine woven silk.
I beheld none but black,
and only by will
was any other sight
begotten to my terrified eyes.
Eyes of sapphire gazed down on me,
as my back fell to the ground in terror...
Paralyzed was I in the presence of Death,
But it made no haste against me.
"I am Time, just as history knows me."
He spoke as despondence dove to my ears.
To me did Death speak, as it always had,
but with gentle motion did it cry out...
Yelling to grasp my thought, as it knelt before me.
the leaves beneath it made no cries of pain...
as they were already dead, and decaying.
Again the sapphir