An Encounter with LoveThe street lights were beginning to flicker as I was walking home. That seemed to be my luck today, just another wrinkle in the paper of my life. Part of me was starting to wonder what in the world was going on with my life. Was it really going to be like this forever? Or was I going to see the light and live again?An Encounter with Love in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I walked into my house and set out to find food. It was going to be a challenge to get up to my room and to bed. All parts of my body hurt like I had no idea they could. It had to be because of the walk home and because I hadnt walked in a long time.
With much needed energy from the food, I found my room to be just like I left it. I put my bag on the chair and lay down for a moment, to catch my breath. My heart was racing like it always did now, for whatever reason. Without my knowledge, tears began to run down my face.
Get a grip girl.
I sighed and rolled over, to face my window. The wind was blowing hard against it, rattling it. My eyes began to close an
The Great Civil WarI declared war on my self one day,The Great Civil War in Free Verse More Like This
And it hasn't ceased since.
I was born to fight
Against a Monster far greater than I
Could ever understand.
The city hemorrhages from the inside
As the world averts its eyes.
It's alright; they are my own scars.
Who else can taste the bitterness
Of my chains; of my lashes;
Of my imprisonment; of my anguish;
Of my own crown of thorns?
Despite it all, there will be a day
When the gnashing of teeth will end,
And the Dark shall flee with fear.
One day I will stand in triumph
With the other victorious soldiers
Amongst the ashes in the Sun.
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The Beast swung Belle around the balcony, laughing, his young voice loud and clear.
His voice. His human voice. The volume of it grew so he could savor the sound even more.
Hed missed his own voice. Out of everything, losing it had been the hardest. He could have smashed every mirror, drained every pond and pushed every reflective surface as far away from him as possible, but his voice would have still been wrong. Even alone, hed never been able to deny his change in any way.
Now, even if he could only see his human hands and torso and legs, he knew his voice was right and that, above all, mattered, for it was what hed missed most.
no, that wasnt true. Hed missed Belle the most, when shed left. More than anything hed ever lost, from his parents to his appearance. He wouldve done anything to keep her, just have her visit, even if it meant an eternity as a beast.
Good thing it hadnt come to that.
The curse h