God Sent You to MeGod sent you to meGod Sent You to Me in Free Verse More Like This
Changing my life
Making it better
I met you
I saved you
You saved me
And here we are
6 months later
From the day I fell in love
So much has happened here
In such a little time
But a half a year
And I can say
I'm still just as in love with you
As I was the very first day
What Does She See?She asked me one dayWhat Does She See? in Free Verse More Like This
To tell her what I see
I won't lie to her
I won't tell her what she wants to hear
I don't see what she sees
What do I see?
The girl who trips over her feet
Stutters every other word
The girl who, in the middle of a serious conversation, will change subject
Because of the ADD problem that she doesn't actually have
I see a girl, who looks like a boy
Who is mistaken for a guy
And made fun of everyday
I see the girl, without money to spare
Who can't offer any to someone who needs it
The girl who wishes to give her baby everything
But can't afford a ticket to even be near
To even touch her
To even just see her
So why? Why when I look, do I see what's true?
When she sees me for me, she still speaks the words
I love you.
No apologyI refuse to apologizeNo apology in Free Verse More Like This
For the love I have
I won't start with lies
To repair what we once had
You wanted this pain
You brought this on us both
You begged for the rain
You wanted the cold
So here it is after all
You watched me grow
Now I'll watch you fall
You've no say in this now
I am me and I love her
Bless us, or hate us
You will not change us
We still have hearts
You wont tear us apart
You have no say
The blood still runs gay
Your heart will always be the one thats cold
My love will live, while yours will mold
The RavensI remember the day.The Ravens in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I believe...it was a Thursday. After class.
I was walking home, it was chilly.
But the ice from the heart that barely beat...was colder.
My heart. I was damned.
My eyes crossed the street as the car flew by unaware.
I thought about it. Maybe just one step in the wrong direction. That maybe an 18 wheeler would be the one whose engine met my body. My fragile self. I looked back at the school. The preps. The jocks. The emos. The nerds. The geeks. The self absorbed NHS group. The smart ones. The stupid ones. The pot heads. The smokers. The cutters. The sex addicts. The girls. The boys. The in-between.
But where did my guilty pleasure lie.
The only thing that seemed to be outlawed in a group of all. This was not my world.
I stepped forward, greeted by the oncoming traffic. Squealing tires. Brakes. Horns begging me to move. But I stayed. No. I started forward. I wanted that uncaring soul to drive over my already lifeless body. But no one obliged. Why did they c
No Hell Exists With YouGod can't damn me for this , He can't let me dream of her kissNo Hell Exists With You in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Then take it away from me, God wouldn't do that would he?
He can't show me her beautiful face, Then send me to an awfully horrid place
But to me she'll explain and tell
"If we die and don't see heaven, then I'll hold your hand all the way to hell."
But too this I would say, "Baby, as long as you're with me, no hell exists, there's just no way."
Pain from before is now goneHeartsPain from before is now gone in Free Verse More Like This
Broken, Bloodied, and Black
Forgotten, Frozen, and Flattened
Always painful, Forever hurt
Then changed, Pain gone
Hurt disappears, Love's been found
Promises kept, Change
Now remembered, Now hopeful
Stay here, Don't leave
Never leave, Continue to love
Needed, Loved, Cared for
Perfect, Relaxed, Comfort
Save YouYou told me something that broke my heartSave You in Free Verse More Like This
Don't feel bad, I'm glad you told me
But it tore me down and made me truly think
What if I waited a day?
What if I told myself not to talk to you?
I didn't know what to say
I didn't know how to take it.
How many people just over looked you?
How many people didn't even stop to think,
Maybe you needed help, maybe you needed someone?
Maybe you were so broken and on the edge that No
I won't think of it, I can't
I just, thank whoever pointed me in the right direction
So I could find you, and help you and
The Mansion at Black Lake P(2)October 14th, 1941The Mansion at Black Lake P(2) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a long time since I saw him. Maybe longer than I wanted. Maybe it was better I stay away from him. But I what do I know?
Jalen stepped up to the front door of the looming Mansion. Another death happened last week. Someone had drowned in the lake right on the property. She wasn't there about the lake though. She had questions. For the boy. Aspen McCormic. And he knew.
Her finger gently pressed the door bell and she could hear it echo through the house. It overwhelmed her. Her family lived in a small two story house in the middle of town. Compared to this....it was tiny.
Aspen's mother opened the door. Jalen wasn't used to not seeing the butler when the door opened.
I guess he can't open doors anymore...
"Jalen? Is Kora here? Is it just you?" Aspen's mother was worried. But Jalen shook her head.
"My mom didn't come, I wanted to talk to Aspen. If that's ok.." Jalen whispered. She never really spoke to anyone inside the house. She felt ou
Just a quick preview of my upcoming bookI opened my eyes and there it was. Staring at me with a smirk, the figure moved closer. Who was this?Just a quick preview of my upcoming book in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My heart beat faster as a knife was revealed from under it's shirt. I found myself backed into the wall, trapped...no where to run.
I still couldn't make out the facial features. Just a chilling smirk that seemed to reach from ear to ear.
My heart pounded....who ever it was...they knew.
I gripped at my chest, unable to breathe.
"Are you going to kill me?" I swallowed and held my breath, fearing the answer.
"I am only here to make you feel what you did to her. How you destroyed her."
My eyes fluttered and I saw her face. I had ruined her. I had broken the very last piece of her already shattered heart. I threw it to the ground and stepped on it.
The figure moved closer, the glimmering blade still in hand.
"If you struggle, it will only get worse."
As soon as those words met my ears, I was knocked square in the jaw. It didn't feel like a fist, but I'm sure that's what it was.
Why can't you believe me?You're BeautifulWhy can't you believe me? in Free Verse More Like This
Just the way you are
In my eyes
You don't compare to anyone
Why do you ask this of me?
Why can't you see it?
I don't want to spend everyday
That's not how I want to spend my days
I love you
The way you are
I love you
Every single day
You Are Beautiful
Why can't you believe me?
pre-copernican soulEarth wobbled oncepre-copernican soul in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
from her celestial pedestal,
though no one living now recalls
a universe that centered elsewhere.
On dark nights, on certain cloudy days,
we may believe it still.
the soul of science
cannot afford to ignore
the science of soul.
a draught of absinthebottled black wormwood,a draught of absinthe in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a sugared spoon set alight;
anise wafts darkly...
night: a super-cooled liquid.
dfc 12-26: kyriellethis prayer is ever on my lipsdfc 12-26: kyrielle in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as i subject to life's caprice,
as fraying flags in war's wind whip;
"Mother grant me patience and peace."
as fear away all facades strip
and fangs are flashed where once was fleece;
as tears and blood together drip,
Mother grant me patience and peace.
on to the next apocolypse;
this world's travails will never cease...
this prayer is ever on my lips:
"Mother grant me patience and peace."
the great sturgeonthe great sturgeon in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
cold river's leviathan;
truth behind the myths.
with monsters die our wonder;
avarice slays innocence.
dammit...jolted awake.thunder pealsdammit...jolted awake. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
and raindrops whisper:
this okie's craving
a good thunderstorm.
tariffsthe diff'rence betweentariffs in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the gates of heaven and hell
is one of tariffs:
at hell's you abandon hope,
heaven wants fear and doubt too.
seeing signsthese sails are filledseeing signs in Free Verse More Like This
with windsome words
the ship, though: stilled.
i watch the birds
is muse's locum.
skein of thoughtwith words we're weaving,skein of thought in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
this warp and that weft;
a sea we're sieving,
seeing what is left.
this warp and that weft,
a cosmic symbiosis;
seeing what is left,
an unrevealed gnosis.
a cosmic symbiosis
'tween thought and matter;
an unrevealed gnosis,
in quantum patterns.
'tween thought and matter,
a caldera of creation;
in quantum patterns,
re-embers to awaken.
a caldera of creation,
re-embers to awaken,
for never was no thing;
the threading of being.
for never was no thing;
a sea we're sieving.
the threading of being
with words we're weaving.
in the church of the blind the one-eyed are saintsthe multiverse before me spreads.in the church of the blind the one-eyed are saints in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
on this vast strand of cosmic threads
my soul now stands in joy and dread.
lost and found in goddess' hands;
on this vast strand my soul now stands.
by ignorance i am struck dumb.
i, insensate (deaf, blind and numb),
must contemplate; the myst'ries plumb.
as is and is not variegate
i, insensate, must contemplate.
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Five minutesA stare, a smile,Five minutes in Free Verse More Like This
In five minutes you can fall in love,
A shout, wrong words,
In five minutes you may die,
Start to feel the hate,
Or maybe say a lie,
Do you see now?
Do you believe me how?
Only five minutes to destroy it all,
Only five minutes to let it fall.
In five minutes your whole life can simply shatter,
As mine, believe me now,
I'm about to explain you how,
To tell you a story about my soul,
About only five minutes,
Only five minutes to destroy it all,
Only five minutes to let it fall.
In five minutes my world has been destroyed,
In five minutes he erased my smile,
That I tried to make real by a while,
In five minutes he came back,
Made in my heart one more crack,
Only five minutes to destroy it all,
Only five minutes to let it fall.
In five minutes a soul can be smashed,
The "so loved" one, or the "best friend" can be trashed,
In five minutes you can lose your mind,
Give up on your dreams,
Pretend to be blind,
In five minutes your memories c
Is This The Way I Chose To Be?Look into my eyes,Is This The Way I Chose To Be? in Free Verse More Like This
Do you think I'm made of stone?
I'm just exhausted of those useless cries,
I'm sick of feeling alone.
Behind that sick mischievous grin,
The full of hatred tone,
I do have my own dream,
I do have a soul.
Why don't you look into my eyes?
Behind my own stone wall,
That I've built to defend myself from the lies,
That's the way I've chose to be,
Why can't you see the real me?
They say is not true,
The person I'm trying to prove to you.
Maybe they are right,
Is there a real me that I'm trying to hide?
Maybe in time I just turned into a monster,
I destroyed everything was nice from me,
Is this the way I chose to be?
I stare at my own reflection,
An empty sight, pale skin,
The good has been burn,
I think I can't recognize myself,
There's no way to turn.
Destruction became my new passion,
Hurting others is a hobby,
Is this the real me?
Is this the way I chose to be?
I will never believe,
I'm not a monster, not a ghost,
Maybe a dark shadow,
My own dreams I stopped to follow.
A SmileI'm waiting terrified for the last decision,A Smile in Free Verse More Like This
You gently touch the knife,
My heart is pounding, waiting for the lethal incision,
I almost see the blade shedding the liquid of life,
I hear myself choking with my own blood,
The sound of the knife rending my flesh - a deafening thud.
But your hand goes further; over the axe it leans,
Shining ruthless under your fingers,
I'm about to die, by all means,
A sick suspense lingers,
I almost hear the sound of my breaking bones,
The gushing blood, the moans,
But no; your hand, well, further it goes.
"A gun? "
With it easily it will be done,
Infix the cold metal and let me bleed to death,
"Will it be fun? "
Just imagine the blood outflow until the last breath,
"Or a hammer? "
My body you could simply mash,
But you'll need to endure the blood splash,
That will stain your hands and face.
But instead that, your fingers, they retrace.
"The most lethal weapon isn't any of these",
You say stepping back, as my heart is starting to appease,
"It would be to
The Suicide DreamThere's blood on the floor,The Suicide Dream in Free Verse More Like This
A cold hand still leaning on the closed door,
The echo of a painful shout still overcome,
Imprinted in the empty sight,
The image of a purpose that was too soon gone.
Tangled bloody hair,
Of a person that decided no more can bear,
Tears like crystals still resting on the dead face,
The soundtrack of a film,
The scream of lost innocence,
On a black and white screen.
Suppressed words that cleaved a heart,
Broken promises and lies,
One more soul tore apart,
A person drown in useless cries,
Bloody, bruised wrist,
The result of the decision - no more can go on like this.
A peaceful grin,
Of a person that in the ocean of despair couldn't anymore swim,
Is frozen and distorted,
A blade, a stain of blood,
Life away has faded.
Like in a dream,
I see the bruised, dead face,
I hear a scream,
On the floor I see a bloody trace,
Snippets of a jumble film.
Another person broke down,
Took away by the whirling waves of the suicide dream,
Another person decided this world is m
The Room 259Sardonic laughers, sick lullabies,The Room 259 in Free Verse More Like This
We'll make you pay for all your sins,
With hatred, madness in our eyes.
Welcome to the room 259,
We'll enjoy to see you dyin',
In a comfy, bloody bed,
Well, darling, that's the price for lyin' !
"I just want to see what you've got inside,
You're so pretty on the outside,
I promise you,
Your stomach will be sew,
It will look like new."
In that corner,
A pretty girl is crying,
Fallen on her knees,
To God she's praying,
Screaming out her lungs,
For forgiveness she's begging.
Nobody can't save her now, even God
We have no mercy, we'll love to spill her blood,
We'll rip off her skin to see,
Now how beautiful she can be,
How many hearts she will break again?
We've got nothing to gain,
But it doesn't matter,
We like to make them suffer,
And forever we'll stay alive,
To punish them, to make justice,
Their heads to cleave,
The revenge for the betrayed ones we will bring.
A dying men is crawling on the floor,
He's screaming blood,
While is trying to get to the
When I dieThe hue of my blood will stain these sheets.When I die in Free Verse More Like This
The scent will linger making the room reek.
The dark memories will keep in touch.
The remains of my body will turn into dust.
Darling.Darling,Darling. in Free Verse More Like This
Can't you tell I'm dying?
You're the breath I breathe,
Your' light is no longer shinning,
and I'm barely holding on.
My heart is breaking,
My hands are shaking,
The death of meAlong my jagged dagger splats of blood lay.The death of me in Free Verse More Like This
I held it to my wrist once more,
I continued all down my arm,
And down the other.
Cut to pieces and still not satisfied,
I lift my bloody blade and force in where it's never gone,
Into my chest
Not one time,
I lay not even gasping for breath,
In a pool of blood.
That was my death.
sob storyShe wants a sob storysob story in Free Verse More Like This
and a life of regret
but her parents treat her well,
With dignity and respect.
A constant cry for attention thats left unheard,
By ears tuned in on something more obsured.
She thinks her wings are broken and damp from tears
While she's stealing attention from those with dark fears.
Memoirs of a psych patient Day 6Day 6Memoirs of a psych patient Day 6 in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
morning- Last night there was this damn clicking sound! It practically kept me up all night and it's not like it was a tiny clicking sound, it was a heavy duty-transformer (not the robots) clicking on and off, it stopped around 6ish and I decided to tell the nurses.. I'll have to show them tomorow night, oh I'm 99% sure that it's not just me! Thank goodness it did stop though! Today is paper test day, so we'll see how that goes!
Later- Oh vici is comeing today hopefully, I'll have to give her a call, don't fprget!
afternoon- vici is not comeing she is broke and can't come, she'll be here on friday, I don't think they'll let me go by then, I hope I'll at least get my white band and will be able to walk around the hospital!
Around 3:00- sooo I just came back from tim hortans with the group, they allowed me to go, with supervision of course, but the supervisor said he would put in a good word so maybe I'll get my white band! NEWS UPDATE!!!! so i
Memoirs of a psych patient Day 5Day 5Memoirs of a psych patient Day 5 in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Morning- Didn't sleep too well, but it was far better then the delta ward* that's for sure! Currently waiting for breakfast! Hopefully it's something yummy! M eeting my doctor today, and will have to tell my life's story...AGAIN! I hope Ilike her! (I hope she likes me!) I can't believe I've been her for 5 day's already! It does not seem that long!!! At first breakfast looked sucky, but it was actually pretty good, the muffin was very good! apparently alot of people are going to visit me today! Hre's the list so far;
and last but not least jordan! <3
Oh! I put up my delta spoon** up on the wall, and I put a G2(ward name) fork up as well, they took the fork!!!._. Me and blue*** luaghed at that! HA!
Early evening- Went to my first arts + craft group session! LOVED IT! Absolutly loved it! I made this awsome tile mosaic and started a christmas card, too bad it seems like arts
Memoirs of a psych patient Day 4Day 4Memoirs of a psych patient Day 4 in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
After having to spend 3 1/2 days in the delta emergancy psych ward this new ward is awsome, I get to leave my room* and roam about. I even made aquaintances, playing pictionary with a bunch of people is alot funner then it sounds espcialy when you don't really know eachother, at first I thought that everyone would act crazy but everyone seems so nice and normal, so far so good!
I miss home, I miss texting, I miss Jordan, I miss video games, I wonder how long I'll stay here, it's not like I can just leave, heck I can't even go out for a second, even if I have a supervisor, oh well this window in my room will have to do for now.. at least it has a nice view of some christmas trees all decked out with lights. The roofs of hospitals always look fun to explore, can't let the nurses or doctors know though or else they may think I might jump!
Memoirs of a psych patient day 7day 7Memoirs of a psych patient day 7 in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Well I finally had a good nights sleep! I don't know if the meds started to work or if I was just comfortable. we'll have to wait and see tonight! so today I'm pretty booked, I might be doing tests today (might!!) it's also craft day! YAY!!!! I love crafts, I'll finish my tile mosaic and my christmas card! Jordan will also possibly (possibly!) comeing by today, it all depends on paper test, and craft time, as much as I love him I only get craft time once in a while and I definatly want to finish my art since I don't plan on being her much longer! oh I also need to talk to the social worker about school.
Metwith the familiar student* and doctor, test won't be until monday, the social worker is on sick leave, but on the bright side I still have craft time and jordan. I may get my white band so I can roam the hospital and not just the ward
so jordan came over, and I missed craft time (oh well) I'll definatly be here next tuesday so I'll do it then, spent time with jordan,
C.L.E.F.A.I.R.YThere is one specific event that I will never forget, though I wish I could. An experience that is forever burned into my very soul, which I still remember as clearly as if it happened yesterday. What happened on that day, you ask? Something strong enough to change my best friend from a happy and enthousiast young boy into an absent, silent child unable to care for himself.C.L.E.F.A.I.R.Y in Short Stories More Like This
His name was Joey. We'd known each other at an incredibly young age when our mothers would bring us at the local playground. Being the same age, we quickly became friends. That friendship grew even stronger as we started going to school and, living in a small village, often found ourselves in the same class. We played alot together, nearly every night after school, actually. We shared just about everything, and loved to go on adventure in the woods behind my house, pretending we were knights fighting dragons, cowboys and whatnot. We even had our secret base out there. It wasn't much; just an old abandoned small hous
bad EGGBack when Pokémon Gold and Silver versions came out, many players went on the hunt for bugs and glitches. The first glitches to be tried were those known from the first generation, notably the item and pokemon cloning tricks, wild missingno encounters, and pokemons above lvl.100. We had also heard rumors about shinies and the pokerus, but no one really knew what they really were nor if they were even real. It took quite a while before someone could confirm the existance of these 2 things, for they were so rare that even I, in over than 12 years of playing, never encountered them outside of trading with a friend who had pokemons infected with the pokevirus...bad EGG in Short Stories More Like This
Numerous threads on forums had been made about possible theories on what exactly the pokevirus could do if your pokemons caught it, other people were debating on wether or not shinies existed outside of the red gyarados. Some people also discussed about the possible purpose of the GS ball or the strange shrine at Ilex Forest,
The DollBanette always seemed... empty, like something was missing from her. I had caught her on a deserted road, where she was wandering aimlessly around alone. She seemed so... pityful, so lonely.The Doll in Horror More Like This
At first, she was happy to have a partner by her side, sharing her adventures, her moments of happiness and sadness, and taking care of her. But soon enough, she started ignoring me, as if I wasn't enough anymore.
I did not understand. Had I done something wrong? I couldn't recall...
I tried my best to keep make her happy, but she didn't seem interested anymore. The only thing she still liked to do was traveling by my side.
One day as we were visiting Slateport City, she was drawn to a little girl playing outside her house. She kept looking at her with wide and shining eyes, the child was laughing, playing, having fun, and simply being happy, all what banette had been longing for. When the girl saw banette, she smiled and opened her arms wide to welcome her with a hug. For the first time, I saw ban
Hashtag microfictionLe requin recrache le poumon du plongeur en rêvant d'une existence plus épanouie. Il lit le reflet de la lune sur les bouées. #microfictionHashtag microfiction in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rides dans le miroir. Son mari: "tu pourrais faire un effort!" Elle pense au visage de sa mère et sourit au temps qui passe. #microfiction
Si triste qu'il ne peut pas crier et l'écho de son silence résonne dans la montagne et fait taire les audaces des promeneurs. #microfiction
C'est son ombre qui a peur de lui, le fuit, se tortille, s'échappe, saute par la fenêtre, préfère encore l'éclat du soleil. #microfiction
Quel ingrédient ravivait le souvenir du lac, l'hiver rieur, le foot, le piano en bois de rose? Quel est le goût du souvenir? #microfiction
Le crime parfait: ni traces, ni mobile, même pas de victime, ni lieu, ni heure du crime. Même le meurtrier était fictif. #microfiction
L'obus qui me tua fut révélé par un tracteur, enfoui par le temps, projet&
Ce n'est pas un poemeCe n'est pas un poème, ceci est un défiCe n'est pas un poeme in Free Verse More Like This
Une gifle aux effrontés qui ne se savent plus de songes
Un coup de corne dans toute cette viande inerte
Dans l'accumulation des atrophies indignes
En serez-vous capables, de briser vos entraves ?
D'arracher l'étoupe qui assourdit vos arts ?
De montrer le rose aux joues et les perles de sang ?
Hurler pour qu'enfin ils se tiennent
Droits comme des figures de prose
Les secouer pour qu'ils quittent leur quiétude
Et s'offrent aux mystères
Ce n'est pas un poème, ceci est un défi
Ce n'est pas un poème c'est un ultimatum
A tous ceux qui s'assoupissent dans la boue du doute
Dont l'esprit s'effiloche vers des horizons mous
J'impose ces mots qui tranchent dans le verbe :
Non, l'absence d'opinion ne sera pas tolérée !
Je veux entendre vos vertèbres durcir !
Je veux voir vos cervelles fleurir en cristal de roche !
J'évacue ici le vestibule du vague
Sans me soucier de ceux qui trébuchent
Stories From the Psych Ward (1 of 3)It's 2a.m. and I can hear the nurses' footsteps down the corridors,Stories From the Psych Ward (1 of 3) in Free Verse More Like This
with pools of light streaming out of their torches like car headlights in the rain.
Tonight is long and lonely, and voices wash over me in the dark.
Night checks, and rays of light pour over the sleepy shadowed forms of us,
into our eyes. Each black silhouette,
the shape of a patient in the middle of a dream.
I can feel insects crawling under my hands
but I can never dig them out.
Early morning cups of sweet black tea bring
a sense of comfort and normality to being an
involuntary psychiatric patient locked up in solitary.
Sleepless nights lying with outward eyes
at the disembodied hands pushing through the ceiling.
I curl around myself and wish I could disappear.
My hands are red and raw from trying to scratch
out the bugs that crawl underneath. I try to show
the insects to the staff, but none of the nurses believe.
One of the humanless spirits holds my spine
while the disembodied voices whisper "stay as low as you can
Stories From the Psych Ward (2 of 3)I'm so cold I feel it down to the bones,Stories From the Psych Ward (2 of 3) in Free Verse More Like This
sitting in the dining hall trembling
over my cup of tea. A huge Christmas
tree twinkles merrily beside me in red, blue, silver, pink and gold.
Patients huddle together outside to talk,
but I'm forbidden to join them,
trapped inside the ward on a category four.
They're all strangers to me, I've spoken to no one.
Smoking their cigarettes in faded pajamas,
looking tired and worn down,
lips twisting into smiles as the smoke
curls down into their lungs.
Nurses find me hiding from evil spirits in the cupboard.
They let me stay inside, safe until the panic stops and
the shadows disappear, give me blankets
to stay warm, until they take me by the hand and lead me out.
Two psychiatrists come to speak with me
While insects pour from my lips
And satellites speak of the death of stars
The voices scream at me
But I talk.
They want me to trust them
They want me to stay alive.
A nurse takes six canisters of my blood,
a deep frothy red. It pours out of my
BIONICLE: A sticky and crazy love story.A sticky and crazy love storyBIONICLE: A sticky and crazy love story. in Short Stories More Like This
How I met Kaori?
I was about 15 years old One day I was out of bubble gum so I decided to go to the supermarket and buy some my father took advantage of this and gave me a list of things to buy That really sucked but anyway I went to the supermarket and got all the things the old man asked me to buy and then I went to the candy section I was about to take a gum package and then she came.
"You should try this one" she said happily and handed me a different gum package
She was a pretty girl about my age. She wasn't like other Ga-matorans, since she had dark pink hair, obviously dyed. I stared at her for a while and finally replied
"Huh? Well thanks " I said confused
"I bet you're going to love them" she said and smiled
"You think so? Because I'm an expert in bubble gum flavors! And these ones are way better." I said and showed her another package of gum.
"Yuck! Those are the worst I've eaten in my ent
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It was 3 am when she woke me up She asked me to jump in the car But obviously I wanted to drive so I convinced her We drove for miles and miles until we finally reached this beautiful place in the outskirts of town I have no idea of how she knew that place but anyway it was awesome We talked for hours and hours about our lives But suddenly she came up with a question I wasn't able to answer
"Vakama have you thought what will happen after we graduate?" she asked and looked at me
I didn't answer and thought about it for a couple of minutes
"Well We still have all this year to think about it just forget about it" she said and smiled at me
"No no, you're right I haven't thought about it What do you think will happen? I asked curiously
"Well I haven't thought much about it either I don't like to think about the future I just like living the present " she said and laid her head