Elle and Mias: Chapter 37Elias was being oddly cooperative when the party returned to the castle and Hilda informed her elder sister about their new 'guest'. Helga wasted no time throwing him into a prison cell; she didn't even bother to interrogate him. And Elias didn't fight or even object. He might have been fatigued, but that didn't explain his sudden mellow demeanor.Elle and Mias: Chapter 37 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know what you're up to," Elle said to him from beyond the prison bars. "But I'm sure it's nothing good."
"Heh," his lips curved into a smile. "I just thought I'd pay my long lost sister a visit. I didn't expect you to be here, ruining my good name."
"Your name is as filthy as you are," Elle said bravely. "Your sister's better off not knowing she has a man like you for a brother."
"I'm well aware of Elias," a deep female voice spoke up and Elle turned to see Helga escorting Ia into the cell ward.
Now that Elle got a clear look at the woman, it was obvious she was a Dormaeus what with her dark hair and custom eye markings. She carried
Elle and Mias: Chapter 57Elle turned her nose to the autumn wind and let a current of wheat scented air waft into her tiny nostrils. After sighing happily, she pointed the stalks out to Berenos. "This section is ripe!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 57 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright!" Berenos called back to her.
Elle smiled and brushed a bit of dirt off her cheek.
Four months had passed since their return from the northland and life overall had been uneventful. Mias was busy enjoying the prospects of being an undergarment conglomerate and taking the Dormaeus family in a new direction. Mias' ties with his sister in Noric also put him in position to represent his region when the embassy got together to discuss politics. He was becoming quite a powerful man without needing to use his magic.
The Stag brothers busied themselves fostering Fionos. Elle saw the three frequently enough and often stayed with them when Mias had business errands he had to tend too. Today was one of those days. She was busying herself helping them with the harvest of their crops.
"I never thoug
Elle and Mias: Chapter 55All Elle could do was wait. The halls of Kaldberg castle, which once made her feel welcomed, now made her feel isolated and alone. The cloud of death hung low around all the inhabitants of the castle, reminding everyone of their own mortality and words that are best said when happiness, not sorrow, can still blossom from them.Elle and Mias: Chapter 55 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Daddy " Hilda whimpered as she buried her head into Alu's chest. It didn't take her long at all to accept the Runeskeeper as her father and she had every intention of continuing their relationship as child and parent.
Alu simply smiled and stroked his daughter's short hair tenderly.
"He's not a handkerchief, Hilda," Helga reminded her. "I don't understand how you can cry for an evil man "
"Someone has to!" Hilda sniffled. "He might have done a lot of bad things, but he was still human If we don't value his life, we're no better than he was and I don't think it's possible for anyone to be truly evil "
"How stupid " Helga mutt
Elle and Mias: Chapter 38"ACHOO!" Abernos sneezed and promptly wiped his finger under his nose as he and Viola followed a frost covered trail without the assistance of Leadbury's nose to guide them. "Gah that Leadbury..."Elle and Mias: Chapter 38 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It can't be helped. He doesn't have fur to insulate his body," Viola said calmly as she marched on ahead of him. "How can you complain of the cold? I'm having no difficulty."
"You're clearly not a normal woman," Abernos sniffled and rubbed his mitten covered hands together for warmth. "How are we supposed to pinpoint Elle without Leadbury's nose anyway? All he told us was to continue heading north."
"Weren't you supposed to be optimistic Mr. Abernos?"
"Not when it's this cold out," he trotted to catch up with her. "Speaking of optimism, you have an interestingly high degree of confidence Miss Viola."
"Because it's all a little too coincidental. We believe Elias was heading to Noric and based on Leadbury's tracking that appears to be where Elle is as well. I'm willing to bet their paths
Elle and Mias: Chapter 58Abernos hummed a happy little tune to himself as he road through the old farming village on his way home from East Port City. In place of his usual loincloth, he wore a shirt, vest, and trousers. His hair had been combed back, but the wind on his journey had already blown it back to its normal style. His chipped horn had grown back enough for the damage to be unnoticeable at a glance, but the symmetry of the points remained off. He didn't mind it though. It'd grow back after all.Elle and Mias: Chapter 58 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Abernos!" The busty waitress from the local pub caught his attention. She was still a rather big woman with tight, strawberry blonde curls tucked under her bonnet and an apron shielding her modest dress from dirt and grime.
"Oh, hello Morwen," Abernos slowed his horse and cart. "How are you?"
"Bit sad ya haven't been to see me lately, love."
"It has been a while since I stopped in for a drink, hasn't it?" Abernos scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Been about a month since I last even saw your f
Elle and Mias: Chapter 36Elle quickly acclimated herself to the white marble halls that gave her hospitality. The first time she stepped outside, she beheld the crystallized palace cut into the mountain side. It glistened despite the clouded skies and the low light from the deceitful sun that provided no warmth at all and kept the castle's frozen form.Elle and Mias: Chapter 36 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Is it made out of ice?" Elle asked as she followed Fionos and Hilda into the forest of tall trees beyond the mountain where the castle stood.
"It only looks that way," Hilda said. "During the summer months the layers of ice melt away and you'll see it's all white marble. Of course our summers are so very brief that by the time everything melts, it's snowing again."
"The royal family of Noric tends to build into the mountains because it's easy to camouflage, and the Aquila need to roost at high elevations," Fionos explained.
"Wouldn't eggs freeze at higher elevations?" Elle asked ignorantly.
"You're birds, so you lay eggs, right?"
Hilda burst into l
Elle and Mias: Chapter 51No being is completely impervious to outside forces. Everyone, whether they accept or deny it, has a weakness. To survive that weakness must be guarded diligently; so it has been since life began once upon a time.Elle and Mias: Chapter 51 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Captain of the Guard, Helga, kept secrets hidden under lies and armor, with no intention to expose or have them exploited. Her inner security, however, was not guarded against the likes of black magic. All it took was a bit of casually observed information for the spell to worm itself inside her mind could pry open her soul like a book, giving Elias all he'd need to manipulate her buried darkness.
The information: two almost invisible scars present across the sides of Hilda's wrists. Once hidden my feathers, their contrast with her flesh told him quite a tale that fit in with why the Aquila wasn't as strong as the others. She'd been damaged long before he took his blade to her.
"You okay?" Abernos asked. He'd recently glanced down at Hilda and found the tiny bird woman lookin
Elle and Mias: Chapter 43The cold dawn was ushered in by a strong northern wind echoing through the frozen mountains. Its howl rattled the windows of Fionos' bedchamber where the young Stag had convinced Elle to stay for the night. The sound of the approaching blizzard stirred Elle from her sleep and she slowly turned her head to the window. It was snowing, not really a surprising weather event given the region, but the size of the flakes made it look like someone had torn open a bag of white feathers.Elle and Mias: Chapter 43 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She yawned and pulled herself upright. She sat for a few moments as her eyes and mind came into focus. She remembered locking Elias in him room and informing one of the guards of the situation before heading to Fionos' room. Poor thing didn't have any more tears to shed, so he just sought comfort in her arms until he fell asleep. Elle didn't have the heart to leave him and so she stayed with him to make sure he'd be alright.
She looked down at the sleeping fawn and smoothed back the hair on his head.
Elle and Mias: Chapter 40"You summoned me?" Elias asked as he entered a large study where his younger sister sat scribbling notes at a desk.Elle and Mias: Chapter 40 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes, kindly take a seat," Ia said without looking up from her work.
Elias casually approached the table and sat opposite of her.
"How are you enjoying your stay?" She asked, her eyes and hand still concentrated on writing.
"In all honesty I wish you would have kept me in prison," Elias groaned.
Ia chuckled, "Is that so?"
"What is this about? Surely you didn't summon me simply to exchange pleasantries."
"And why not? I've been so preoccupied with my duties that I haven't been able to visit you. Is it so rare for you to be suspect of your family?"
"When it's the Dormaeus family, yes," he responded coldly. "If this is just frivolous conversation, I shall take my leave."
As he stood to leave Ia smacked him back into his seat with her quill. "Sit. You have no matters here that acquire your attention so you will remain in my presence until I dismiss you. Or are you eager to re
Elle and Mias: Chapter 39The click of Elias' boots resounded through the halls, followed by the echoing chip of talons against the stone floor. He quickened his pace in hopes of putting some distance between him and his follower, but alas the friendly horror remained on his tail. His tolerance for annoyance finally reached its boiling point. He whirled and shouted, "Must you follow me?!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 39 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hilda smiled, "Yes. Lady Ia isn't as naïve as you think she is. You get one chance. If you betray her trust, you'll be thrown back into prison and left to rot. So be a good boy Eli, okay?"
Elias cringed at the affectionate and disgusting nickname she bestowed upon him. "I'm finding it a bit difficult to stay in good spirits with your constant irritating presence."
"You don't like me, do you?" She asked, a smile still on her face.
"You're a feather headed, bird brained, molting mess of stupidity plagued with annoyance and irritation that supersedes a rash!" He shouted.
She giggled, "Eli, you sound like my sister."
MI-Winds of Change: Chapter 4Winds of Change-A Monsters, Inc. fanficMI-Winds of Change: Chapter 4 in Romance More Like This
It was Saturday, the day after Randall's huge argument with Vanessa and he never felt so bad in his entire life. He destroyed her heart in the sickest way possible, and he felt there was no way he could redeem himself for it. It wasn't like the mistake he made before. What he did was personal, and he truly regretted it more than anything.
Randall sat on his small table in his apartment, drinking out of his third cup of coffee. He was aching all over from a sleepless night, thinking about what Vanessa was doing at the moment. She was probably clinging to her photo now, emotionally broken, depressed and heart shattered to millions of shards like the glass of her frame the day before. She was probably thinking about how much she hated him now.
"I am such an idiot..." he mumbled to himself, carefully caressing his scar below his eye, now throbbing a bit.
He needed advice. He just couldn't let what happened pass like nothing. He had to
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"How do you feel this morning, Randy?" Vanessie greeted this morning. She was early to work again, and Randall, too, came at the same time as yesterday, just a few minutes later than her. The laugh floor occupied two other assistants as well, minding their own business.
"I feel a bit tense," Randall said honestly with a half-grin. "But I think I can do this."
"Great. I know it's early, but I wish you luck." Vanessie winked.
"Thanks. I need all the encouragement I can get."
Randall took a chair and sat next to Vanessie. He noticed when he came in that she was working on something, but looking at her now, she wasn't doing any paperwork. He loomed his head over enough to not have her notice and cocked his head to the side to get an even better look.
Vanessie was drawing something. It looked interesting, but he could not make it out.
"Enjoy what you see?" he heard Vanessie say.
Randall leaned back to his chair and asked, "How did you
MI-Winds of Change: Chapter 3Winds of Change-A Monsters, Inc. fanficMI-Winds of Change: Chapter 3 in Romance More Like This
What a horrible day, Vanessa thought as she's sat on her couch to rest a bit before her next job. First, she got paired with a used-to-be criminal and now she got a notice on her apartment that she has to pay for her rent very soon or else she would be evicted. Is there possibly anything else to make the day worse?
She brought her hand to her forehead to try to ease her consciousness, closing her eyes to clear the worry, which she knew would come back anyway to haunt her later. She peered over to her small table next to her and saw a picture frame. She picked it up and stared at it in front of her.
It was of her and her parents. She missed them dearly. Her father was a reptilian monster and her mother was Nessie herself. She mostly had her mother's porpoise features and her personality, but she loved both her parents all the same. But they disappeared when she was very young. Her mother was first.
There was word that she was banis
MI-Winds of Change: Chapter 5Winds of Change-A Monsters, Inc. fanficMI-Winds of Change: Chapter 5 in Romance More Like This
"Hey, Vanessie," Randall greeted when he reached his partner's desk in the Laugh Floor.
"Oh, hey." Vanessie said, looking up at him from her paperwork, smiling. "How are you?"
He could say then that her smile made his morning, making him smile a bit, too. "I'm good actually, thanks."
"That's good." Vanessie grinned. "It's a bit early. Sit by me for a while and we'll talk tactics."
Randall set his coffee on her desk, took a chair from another desk, sat on it, and asked Vanessie, "So how was your weekend?"
"Heh," she chuckled. "Boring like every weekend. Yours?"
"Pretty relaxing. I took walks here and there," he said. He did start taking walks, wanting to maintain a healthy lifestyle along with his new determined attitude he hopes to get better. "Drank more coffee."
"I see you're very close to coffee." Vanessie grinned.
Randall glared at his cup he set down and snorted. "Can't live without it."
"And... I was kind of want
MI-Winds of Change: Chapter 7Winds of Change-A Monsters, Inc. fanficMI-Winds of Change: Chapter 7 in Romance More Like This
During the week, Randall enjoyed himself making kids laugh. He came up with ways to amuse the kids by taking advantage of his color-changing ability and before he came to work, he practiced and rehearsed his abilities by changing his colors and patterns every morning. During that week, Vanessie even helped him by letting him borrow an art book her mother gave her when she was younger of abstract paintings and unique designs for his talent.
He took note of the kids' rooms to determine their personality like how Vanessie helped him with Katie. Here and there, he stayed longer with a child to relate to them, and give them advice not to turn out how he used to be. Each time he was done with a kid, he felt a sense of pride, in good sense, and acceptance despite his look and past. Even though the kids didn't know that, it was for the best for them to know him now, not then.
He even became more known in the company by the staff, but he m
MI-Winds of Change: PrologueWinds of Change-A Monsters, Inc. fanficMI-Winds of Change: Prologue in Romance More Like This
It was a beautiful morning in Monstropolis; the birds were singing, the flowers turned with open petals facing the sun. Everything seemed all in place and at peace. Happy monsters were greeting each other with glee as if everyone knew each other all their lives. Not a single thing was out of place, except Randall Boggs.
See, he returned to the Monster World a few weeks ago, suffering from a deep gash close to his eye that was wasn’t much cared for and skin irritated from living in the bayou for so long. He had to adapt to the Human World by scavenging for food and shelter, often taken away by predators like alligators and some birds of prey, suffering even more minor injuries from the fights he had with those animals in desperation.
It was as if the world was after him, or at least he thought that. But during that whole time, he was planning a way to go back home to get revenge on the fur rug and his one eyed friend. But fail
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"What do you mean Fungus is taken care of?" the chameleon monster asked in a rather annoyed fashion.
After waking up from his long sleep, Randall checked the clock and realized he slept in too much. He definitely took advantage of all that relaxation in one night. He rushed to the company after that as fast as he could. When he arrived, he met up with Sullivan again, which was then he realized that he was the new CEO of the company. He figured that the fur rug had a better life after he was tossed away, but he never guessed that he would be the big guy. And here he was, wanting to work for him. He then remembered what he said to Wazowski the last time he was here; "Even the great James P. Sullivan is gonna be working for ME." He felt a slight pang of guilt when he approached his new boss just remembering that remark.
But when they were in Sullivan's office, Randall was left aghast when he was told that his partner, Fungus, was on his ow
MI-Winds of Change: Chapter 2Winds of Change-A Monsters Inc fanficMI-Winds of Change: Chapter 2 in Romance More Like This
The last few hours were the worst of Vanessa's life. She had to go through Randall's cold remarks and loathing commands; hauling this there, punching this, confirming that, organizing this, programming that. It was so much that she tried to take notes, but that irritated Randall because it meant that it took longer for the lessons to be done and he wanted to get things over with this girl.
When at first Randall thought that he would be a shy but nice girl, he saw the reality that she was just a grouchy and messed up lass. Just like he was. But she's getting what she deserves, he thought. I tried to be kind to her. I tried to reason with her. Heck, I tried to bond with her. But would she cooperate with it? Nope. She didn't give a crap about whether he wanted to help her out or not. So then he won't give a crap about how she feels about his scolding. He won't at all. She's getting what she deserves.
But something surprised Randall whe
What I AmAt Home,What I Am in Free Verse More Like This
I'm A Chosen One,
A Man With Hope,
The Hope That Stands,
Stands For Others.
It Stands WIth A Flag,
A Flag With Our Colors,
Waving With Our Pride.
On The Field,
I'm A Simple Soldier,
Running Through The Clear,
With A Weapon And With My Pride,
Stuck In My Throat.
At Any Second,
I Could Go Down,
And My Pride Would Bleed Out.
On The Enemy Turf,
I'm Just The Bad Guy,
With The Power To Destroy And Attack,
Attack Without Mercy.
I've Seen My Allies,
Disgrace And Humiliate,
The Ones We Didn't Even Know,
But Somehow Hated...
And Back At Home,
I'm A Hero,
A Man With Scars And Medals,
With My Pride On The Ground,
Stomped On By My Boot.
They Call Me Their Savior,
Yet I Am Just A Soldier,
Used As A Weapon,
To Destroy The Other Heroes.
The Other Heroes,
Who Also Ran Through The Field,
Who Also Held Up Their Flag,
Who Also Stood For Their Country.
So To Me,
I Am No Hero,
I Am No Savior.
Nor Am I An Enemy,
A Bad Guy.
I Am Just Their Pawn,
In Their Little Game Of Ris
You Give Me A ReasonDid I Ever Tell You...You Give Me A Reason in Free Verse More Like This
It's Not Mainly Because,
I Hear Something Funny,
Or Do Something Entertaining...
It's The Only Way,
I Can Really Hide.
Before I Met You,
I Had Everything To Lose...
And Nothing To Gain...
So I Smiled,
Whatever You Wanna Call It,
To Disguise Who I Was.
I Was Afraid Of What Others Would Think,
And To This Day,
I Still Am.
You Give Me A Reason.
Not To Hopefully End Our Chats,
But Because I Love Your Company,
And Wish You'd Never Leave.
Because I Actually Feel The Emotion,
And Because Sometimes,
I Need To Stay Strong,
So That You'll Want More Of Me...
It's Not So I Can Just Walk Away Faster...
I Do These Things And More Now,
Because I'm Showing Who I Am.
Showing What And Who,
I'm Interested In.
I Just Can't Help Myself...
To Be Honest.
I Don't Want To Depress You...
IJust Want To Be There For You.
You Are My Reason,
Why I Smile,
And Why I Live My Life,
Out In This Cold
In His EyesOnce Upon A Time,In His Eyes in Free Verse More Like This
There Was A Simple Little Boy,
Who Was Never Respected,
Or Even Loved,
In His Eyes.
He Wasn't Believing He Deserved Any Of It,
He Was Just Wanting To Get Away,
Lost In Their Love.
But No One Gave Any,
In His Eyes.
So He Went To The Pier,
And Stood At The Edge,
Back Facing It.
He Called For Everyone,
Or Anyone To Look,
But They Didn't Do A Thing,
In His Eyes.
So...He Fell Back.
Not Wanting To Face His Failures.
He Fell Quietly And Easily,
Without A Sign Of Struggle.
The Water Could Take It,
But He Showed Misery,
Only Letting It Engulf Him,
Like The Problems And Stress He Had Carried.
On His Way Down,
He Stared Back Up.
At The Hands Reaching Out.
He Started To Tear Up.
In His Eyes,
They Were Going To Hurt Him.
So He Screamed At The Sharks,
Commanding Them To Leave.
And They Did.
He Focused On The Air Bubbles,
Imagining That They Were Only The Words,
He Wanted To Say,
But Never Did.
He Started To Feel The Tears,
Disappear From His Eyes...
His Sweet And
WantedEveryone Wants To Be It...Wanted in Free Verse More Like This
At Least To Someone,
All I Want,
Is To Let Someone Know,
I Wanna Wrap Them Up,
With My Arms And A Blanket,
Pulling Them Close...
I Wanna Whisper Little Nothings,
And Make Them Feel Special...
I Wanna Hold Them,
And Not Just Simply Their Hand..
I Wanna Kiss Their Lips,
Show Them They Are Everything To Me,
Show Them I Care.
I Wanna Call Them Mine,
And Keep Them Company...
I Wanna Make Them Feel Loved.
I Wanna Be Their Savior,
I Want Them.
To Be With Me.
Protected And Loved.
Compliments Go A Long WaySTAND HERECompliments Go A Long Way in Free Verse More Like This
That's What I Did.
Same With The Other Guys.
We Are All Standing In A Long Line,
Each Holding Onto A Dry Erase Board,
WRITE IT DOWN NOW
I Turn Over My Board,
And Write Down My Compliment.
She Is Coming...
She Doesn't Take Compliments That Well.
That She Is Everything,
But What You Say.
I Lean Forward,
And Look To My Left,
To See How Many People Are In The Line.
I Am Number One,
And There Must Be Around A Hundred...
After I Stop Leaning,
She Finally Arrives.
I Hold Out My Sign,
And Show Her.
You Are Beautiful In Your Own Way
She Looks At Me,
As If I Am Kidding.
She Goes To Guy Number Two.
Once You Show Her You're Compliment,
You Usually Give Up,
But I Don't Plan On Giving Up.
I Erase My Board,
And Write Something New.
I Race Down The Line,
And Place Myself As Number 8.
She Comes To Me Again,
And Pushes Me Away Immediately,
While She Glances At My Board:
You Are Fantastic And I Enjoy Having You Around.
I Repeat A
The Affects Of MusicI Enter My House,The Affects Of Music in Free Verse More Like This
In Complete Shock.
I Then Take Out My iPod,
And Put My Earphones In.
~Cold As Ice...
~And More Bitter Than A December,
~That's How I Treated You...
I Started Walking Up The Stairs,
To My Bedroom.
When I Got There,
I Closed and Locked My Door.
~And I Know That I...
~I Sometimes Tend To Lose My Temper,
~And I Cross The Line...
~Yeah That's The Truth...
I Approach My Bed,
And Put A Frown Upon My Face.
~I Know It Gets Hard Sometimes,
~But I Could Never...
~Leave Your Side...
~No Matter What I Say...
I Start To Tear Up,
And My Hands Begin To Shake.
~Cause If I Wanted To Go,
~I Would Have Gone By Now,
~But I Really Need You Near Me...
~To Keep My Mind Off The Edge...
I Lose It.
I Turn and Cry,
Into My Pillow.
~If I Wanted To Leave,
~I Would Have Left By Now,
~But You're The Only One That Knows Me...
~Better Than I Know Myself....
I Can't Take It.
~...But Try And See My Hea
Thanks For The MemoriesYesterday,Thanks For The Memories in Free Verse More Like This
And The Days Before That,
Were The Best Days,
That An Average Man Such As Myself,
Could Ask For.
They Were Filled With Friends,
Of All Sizes,
And They All,
Somehow Prevailed To Make Me Smile.
Brought With Them,
Some Kind Of Special Event.
Whether The Events Were Hopeful,
It Didn't Matter.
They Made Life,
A Little Bit Less Boring.
But Even With Those Wonderous Things,
I Cannot Help But Feel,
Lonely And Dull,
At This Moment.
And Guessing Everyday On,
I Will Feel And Act,
Like The Ultimate Loner.
I Can See My Old Friends,
In My Dreams,
Trying To Help.
But I Will Only Walk By,
And With A Fake Smile Across My Face,
Whether It Be A Dream,
And Because Of No Friends,
I Will Continue On,
"Living" As You May Say,
With Only A Smooth Path.
I Hate Having People And Things In The Way.
In The Way,
Of The Pain And Suffering,
That Is Meant For Me To Feel,
I Want T
One Piece To Rule Them AllEver Picture Life...One Piece To Rule Them All in Free Verse More Like This
As A Chess Board?
Now Don't Shoot Me Down So Quickly.
Chess Can Be Fun.
Even If You Don't Know,
How To Play.
Think Of It This Way.
The Simple And Friendly Pawn.
It Is What Holds The Front Line,
Protecting Everything Else.
It Won't Let A Single Thing Go By,
Unless They Back Each Other Up.
They Are Holding Everyone Together,
Just Like A Friendship,
Whether Simple Or Complex.
Then Comes The Knight, Or The Horse,
As Some Call It.
It Can Skip Over Others As If It Was A Bully,
It Is On Your Side.
It Cannot Touch Your Pieces.
It Can Only Destroy The Opponent's,
And Claim It's Rank,
Being Able To Much In Such A Special Way.
"L Stands For Loser,"
As A Bully Might Say.
Next Comes The Bishop,
Feeling All So High And Mighty.
It Can Simply Slip By,
In Between All Others,
And Make It's Way Across The Board,
We'd All Like An Ability Such As This,
To Be Able To Move,
As Agile As A Thief?
But Then Enters The Rook,
With It's Strong Walls,
The Innocent Is Finally UnderstoodEvery Day's The Same,The Innocent Is Finally Understood in Free Verse More Like This
And She Cries.
She's Under The School Bleachers,
Curled Up In A Ball.
She Can't Stop Thinking,
About Everything She's Done..
And For What's To Come.
She Believes That People,
Are Better Without Her.
She Believes That She,
Can No Longer Go On.
And She Thinks That-
The Steps Echo Louder And Louder,
Until They Stop Suddenly,
Right Near The End Of The Bleacher.
She Sneaks Out The Other Side,
And Out The Door....
She Now Sits At An Empty Lunch Table,
With A Few Stained,
She Continues To Wonder,
Why She's Like This.
She Believes She's Nothing...
She Thinks She's Broken...
She Can Hear His Shoes From Here.
She Immediatly Ducks Under The Table.
All She Can See Now,
Are His Gym Shoes,
Walking Back And Forth,
And So Does The Sound.
She Rushes Outside...
And Hauls It All The Way Home.
She's Now In Her Bedroom Closet,
Writer's BlockWriter's Block in Free Verse More Like This
It's Like The Brain,
In All Its Beauty,
Presents Its User A Wall,
For Practically No Reason.
I Can't Help But Look Up,
At The Wall Larger Than China's Greatest,
And Believe My Ideas,
Are Being Held Captive,
On The Other Side.
I Can't Walk Around,
No, That Would Be Too Easy.
My Brain Wants Me To Work,
To Make Something New Out Of Myself.
So I Latch Onto The Rocky Surface,
Without Another Thought.
No Harness, No Protection,
While My Brain Tosses Down Boulders,
Attempting To Bring Out My Best.
I Jump From Side To Side,
My Arms Aching,
And My Legs Trembling...
I Can't Help But Push Forward.
I Am Determined To Get My Thinking Process Back,
To Be Me Again.
My Brain Lets Itself Drop Towards Me,
Clinging Onto My Back Like A Pack,
Trying To Weigh Me Down With Other Distractions.
I Still Push Forward.
Near The Top,
The Weight Feels Unbearable,
My Brain Is Slowly Winning.
I Used To Always Let It Win;
"What Should I Write About...
I Can't Thin