Somewhere Among the StarsThey used to be peaceful. What is it about stars that made them peaceful? And what is it about life that takes peace away from them? I sit every night on the roof of my house searching through those stars. There is a flower among them somewhere secretly. I just have to find it. And I know without a doubt that it is there, because she told me so.Somewhere Among the Stars
She said she had a gift for me and she pulled a tiny flower from behind her back. It was all white and exposed with very few petals. The petals each came to a point at the end and pointed away from the smallest of centers. It looked just like a star I told her. And it did. It looke
he was a man and it sucksDoes anyone know what love is? Sometimes, I doubt it. When people learn their whole lives about it, they don’t ever understand it. It’s not real to them unless its theirs. That’s sad. Sad for us, all of us. They are right, I know. Everything they keep saying to me is right. I hate that is true. But it is. You gave up. It’s your fault. We all know it. But they don’t need to say it. They don’t need to say it now, today. That is what makes me think they don’t understand.he was a man and it sucks
“Yeah, it sucks. But it’s his own fault. And he tricked you. He quit his job. You really can get over
FlashSuicide is thoughtless, no matter how much it is planned. Suicide is selfish, no matter how much you have given. Suicide is naïve, no matter how much you have lived.Flash
Your life doesn’t really flash before your eyes; only the moments that mattered do. The rest, the fluff, does not waste your time. So I saw a man with a boy. I saw a car hit their side of ours. I saw tears and blood and long days. I saw hate in everyday. I saw hurt in everyway. I saw it everywhere.
Then, Then, there were faces.
Friends. Family. &nbs
The Clouds Go Marching 1 by 1A storm was coming.The Clouds Go Marching 1 by 1
I could see the dark clouds moving above me, marching ahead in their lines of destruction. Their suits of darkened gray gave away their alliances and their purpose; they were pursuing a girl, sitting outside of a house, watching them fearlessly approach. These brave clouds had a mission; they had been chosen for the job and would either return heroes or drain themselves above me and not return at all. They knew that these were their options because their other halves told them so; just as the Ancient Greeks believed any fighter must return with their shield or upon it. With their great purpose, they stampeded
SomniphobiaSomniphobia
Bloodthirsty monsters dwell under my bed And to my calm and long dreams they pose a threat Because silently they haunt me all night; Yet there are moments when I do sleep tight.
Alone in the darkness I tremble in fear Convincing myself this is not real I know it, but still curl myself up Paranoid, through hours I just want to give up
Sometimes however it all disappears Like a good dream - does not end in tears When I turn around and see your face All goes away, leaving not a single trace.
And if you fold me in I won’t dream a nightmare &nb
Claustrophobia00:54 I curl myself up on the windowsill It’s pouring outside and everything’s unreal The night is so deep, I stare at a light Feeling the raindrops, I curl myself tightClaustrophobia
The window is open, I’m read to fall Godlessness, I’ll never become like Saul I’d pray for some rest if He ever answered; No, there is only me, certain and yet shattered.
The notebook is soaked but I will not move The wise would close the window but I need to prove Myself that I can deal with it on my weak, anxious own Then, if I close that fucking window - I’m
The Sweetest Things♦ Summer thunderstorms rip into the dead of night and your nerves begin to sing. Their rain would kiss your closed lids in the way the snow caressed your lashes while the pools of streetlight turned that snow the softest rose-gold.The Sweetest Things
Crickets begin to sing into the dusk, and you lie back on the grass while fireflies flicker above you. The air is laced with woodsmoke and you still wish on that first star when it cigaretteburns through velour skies [no matter how old you get].
♠ The lighthouse flashes across the bay and bonfires, ancient reflexes to the stretching nights, begin to warm the shore
Independence DayYou found out one sunsweet day that dreams can, in fact, be impossible. In the next moment you became a star at dawn, and now you’re fading into meat scraps strung on butcher-rack bones.Independence Day
You’ve realized you were raised on such lies. They fed you all the classics; the easter bunny, santa, god. You can deal with those being fantasy, but that “love” one was just cruel.
Mama told you, while weaving through downtown traffic, not to love anything that couldn’t love you back. Well, you’re sorry, but apparently the heart doesn’t speak english, because yours didn’t get
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