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I remember how the salt from my tears made my face itch. It was agonizing every time I had to pull my numb fist from the comfort of my blankets and rub furiously at my cheeks and eyes. Even my fresh tears didn’t help clean and sooth the hot red patches. I moaned and on occasions wailed, but quiete... - Poetry > Free VerseWhy do you need me? Love me Hate me Why do you do the things you do? To get what you want? You are a burden An infection A feeder A breather A lover A killer, my murderer You say things that should be unspoken You curl around me like a snake Sucking the life right out of me Love? ...
- Poetry > Free VerseNeed to be free from these shackles and chains tormenting me I watch as it rains the clouds stay and my depression never disagress as it eclipses its own pain onto me my loves burn away scared of my infection death at my door finalizing your rejection I can't live like this anym...
- Poetry > Free Versethe little black ringlets of faith, destuction, Reality No love, no hate, no forgiveness but maybe just Pity Actions you performed wrong, mostly done on the Dark side At the beggining the feelings you feel Tangled Your mind corrupted into Insanity Your life takes a spin...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI let the last few drops of water fall peacefully in my eyes before the shower turned off completely. I’m a mess and when I go out into the public everyone would know that too. I rub the excess water out of my eyes and open the clear shower door. My feet find comfort on the towel that I had lain ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceWhat colour would my soul be? Would it be the same murky brown as my hair, my eyes? Would it just be an average colour just like me? I am as normal as normal can get. You could walk right by me and not give me a time of day because I am just a nameless person walking the other way. I am average, I a...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI stood in front of my full-length mirror, staring. It shown back a reflection I didn’t want, a picture I hated. The mirror was an old one, with a silver design around the frame that looks like frost. It wasn’t nailed to my wall but had a backing that made it stand on its own. It was moveable. ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceThe clear front door shuts behind me with a bang. The sudden heat warms my cooled body. Like a cavern, the sky covers me; it’s a dark dank gray, the colour of iron. It shudders restlessly. The stale air clogs my throat and makes my summer clothes stick. I’m alone today, no one home. A light alm...
- Fiction > All FictionGrey skies. Grey skies cover me, but I get no warmth. I see nothing above me, no sun, no clouds but just one colour, grey. My dress is made of wool, black and sad. It sits lifelessly on my body. My long brown hair covers my face, the wind spilling it across my features like what a scarf would do in ...
