For the girl who lived under the stairs. There was a girl once who loved picking flowers. She would run around the thickets and open fields and collect them. She liked how, despite the threat of drought and fire, defiant flowers still bloom. Sometimes, she would fall and skin her knees. Trip on tree roots [...]
There was once a fresh stick of gum. She was selected out of the pack of her gum family at just the right time. With a pocket stuffed with promises. Full of flavor and natural color, she brought joy and pleasure to her environment - filling the place with mouthwatering pleasantries. But far sooner than she thought, [...]
It seems like my true self, this inner kid, has been carried off by my Father. They are out on adventures in the wilderness, the son being taught skills and training for a new life. He is being shown a whole new world I am not a part of. Though we are the same, there is [...]
God I can't handle these feelings for much longer or I will be the one that explodes. My blood will paint the surroundings red and my body parts will be found all over the place. It's so much worse that I don't even know what I'm feeling. Am I crazy? Moved to tears by this [...]
I always forget to mind my head when exiting. The door slides closed and I stand on the platform, staring at a brick wall covered in graffiti. I turn around to wave goodbye, only to be greeted by empty tracks. Beyond the line is a field yielding little crop, or so it seems. Distant mountains tell [...]
You say money doesn't rule your life, but when I ask you why your aren't pursuing your dream, You say, "I can't afford to. My life's not what it seems." You have been deceived once again my friend. You see with the ink in this pen, Lord willing, it will trigger your thinking again. Dream again. [...]
You found my heart rolling down the filthy stairs of a crypt. Collecting dust and dirt as it hits each step. It keeps falling out of my chest. I try to keep a hand on it to stay in place, but my palms are holes. You see right through me. At the top of what's [...]
Full of enormous potential, but helpless as ever. Can you relate? My hands are tied behind my back. They want to create, to bring life, but they're held in place. So I bash my head against the desk. Over and over to release my pent-up energy. It never works. My pulse punches through my temple [...]
Awoken by an unfamiliar noise, I had the strangest dream of falling into the void. I'm in the same place I was before, Under the deck, surrounded by a scene of gore. Ankle deep in bodies in the witch's den. Then I hear that curious noise again. Last I remember, I wore a noose around [...]
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