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Breaking PointShe looks down and he stops breathing, face contorting into frantic anger, gripping her shoulders with large, crushing hands.
"I don't understand."
She weeps into her immaculately white dress with the grace of a siren, eyes darkened.
"Try, love, try, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry " Rambles. She shakes a bit, fragile frame closing in on breaking point.
I can't breathe. He thinks, and realization dawns like a sunlight on the gallows.
I wonder if I can still die for lack of breath
"You said forever."
She pulls herself away, shaking her head, eyes rimmed with red. "Not like this."
Desperation tightens his voice and he ji
The Head and the HeartI sneeze again, making my way past the shelves of old jars in the backroom and stirring cornered dust bunnies to life. The Head whispers to the customer and I can see him cross legged on the counter in my mind's eye, waving his automaton-like arms a little to match his words and gesturing to the library of whispies behind him. They used to bother me a little since the metal parts contrast eerily against his skin- but I've learned to overlook that. He doesn't mention his arms very often.
Most of the other Hearts are asleep but I have to help the Head serve the early bird customers today; I don't mind, really, but the sound of the whispies aro
World of Fire "I can't sleep, now."
Lucas looks at me tiredly, pity playing with the shadows on his face. He knows that look, my look, the one that says I'm scared but don't want to be, the one that reminds him of the burns on my arms.
For a second, he's older, somehow. He doesn't say a word until a few minutes later, when he is inside the tent and the lantern has been blown out.
I shush him, eyes averted to the moonlessly bright sky, away from the shifting desert that seems to grow larger with the wind's movements. It is hot; I can feel the heat settle on my cheeks and shoulders and I have to close my eyes for protection against th
Sweetest PoisonAs I lie awake in bed
All the thoughts flow to my head:
There is nothing I love most
Then seeing your friendly ghost.
You're the presence in the night.
The shadow by my side.
A darkness in my heart
Ripping my being apart.
If I love you, you make me hurt.
If I hate you, you make me want.
When I say no, you cry out yes.
When I'm here, you are there.
Dancing in circles, do I spin?
Walking in a straight line, do I bend?
Is it kissing you the deadliest sin?
Is it loving you my sweetest end?
Wrought IronThat little corner was his second home. He knew the tiny space well: the wrought iron fence, intricately sculpted, the little coffee shop behind him, the yellowing grass between the sidewalk and the curb. The smells, he knew them as well: the coffee, freshly brewed, the hot scones and pastries. These made his stomach growl and grumble beneath the worn black and white striped shirt. The slightly chilly wind, a reminder of the coming winter months, cut through the warm air. And the sounds cars roaring past, people talking on their cell phones. He seemed to be one of the few that weren't adding to the noise. Mimes don't make sounds.
Hands of Brighter Days
POEM- Hands of Brighter Days
With tears of darkening blue
And the red of the robin's twitter
The single few impersonal steps offer naught a clue
Filled in with whimsy of such glitter
She knew she ought not stray nor pass
No one would know and she'd be fast too
The distraction so crass
As must be safe, beckoning the little one, "Hurry, do!"
She joins the little lost ones
Resting quietly, ever silently in a sudden maze
Patiently waiting for the guiding suns,
On violence we hope they never gaze
Oh little ones that ever stray
Keep tight the hands of brighter days
The SwordOnce upon a time, there was a woman. This woman was in love with a man, who was in love with her as well. She was walking about one day, and a man other than the one she was in love with, saw her and instantly fell deeply in love with her. He Tried to win her over by giving her jewels. The Garnet (Mercury), The White Jade (Venus), The Emerald (Earth), The Diamond (Moon), The Red Ruby (Mars), The Pearl Necklace (Asteroid Belt), The Ambers (Jupiter & Saturn), and The Sapphires (Uranus & Neptune). She became angry with the man, and spun all of his gift into the sky. Her love challenged the man to a duel. The man tried and tried, but he just coul
Some FriendWhere in the world is this coming from?
All this rage that has overcome my calm.
The cause must be coming from you;
You oversize poo.
I can see red spots dancing infront of me,
Am I going crazy?
My body aches to punch, hit and throw;
There's a feeling to scream, yell and bellow.
She kept on repeating her stupid mistakes,
And all she could say is sorry.
Oh, I have a bad headache,
Just thinking the way she acted so rudely.
Sure she is pretty,
Sure she looks innocent.
But deep down she's a banshee;
With a single parent.
It's true she has lost someone dear,
And she uses that to get attention.
But I can see through her like a wat
Summer Heat Contest EntrySummer Heat
Warnings/Spoilers: None really
Author Note: My Entry for a contest on Deviantart Art.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy Versus XIII
Summary: She supposes that summer heat has some advantage
She frowns lightly as she pulls her hair up into a ponytail.
She has honestly forgotten how hot Tenebrae could get during the summer months with temperatures reaching over 100 degrees.
But she silently supposes that the summer heat has some advantages like half naked men at the beach. More in particularly a certain half naked prince.
She silently knows that she will be meeting Noctis at the beach. A pa
Lineage of CrystalsAs a tale of heroes
And of fallen gods
Come to a close
A new chapter now opens
In another space and time
Where the tradition
Of princes and kings
Beholds the lonesome light
Where hands of greed
Threaten to grip the world
Of darkness and shadows
Now under starry eyes
And cover of night
Swords shall sing
To salvage souls
Friends shall bond
To seek answers
Enmity shall shatter
To seek power
Yet the truth
Can only be heard
When Death open
Its sacred doors
To the parted ones
A Promise...Those three words were more than they seemed...
yet there was another deeper meaning...
Those three words kept me alive
through all those nights...
We will meet...
in my arms...
Let these words free your soul..
Heaven Forbid...we fall apart...
The Angel's Song will heal our hearts...
AwakeningWhen you keep your dreams alive
Your words one day will all come true
Keep the fate alight
Go beyond your limits now
As you face more battles now
Whenever you fall, get up once more
For now it's the time
Just stay on strong
As you slowly rouse from this light slumber
You will slowly see
This unknown power
So run ahead and discover right now
This final trump
Is within your hand
Dash through the storms
Race across the lands
There's no room to hesitate
Try to believe before you fall into this endless abyssal
The windows open wide so go ahead and try
The future shines before your eyes
So awake right now and stand before this
The Shower Song
The Shower Song, The Shower Song
Sung til' the hot water's gone!
With soap around and suds abound,
How could someone ever frown?
Splish and splash, bubbles to mash -
The floor, it never had a chance!
Duck, duck, yellow and sweet -
Had a flooded front row seat!
The towel was soaked,
The bathroom a moat -
So deep a mop would float!
Mommy was sad and Daddy was mad
but they were really, really glad.
No more smelly little me;
Squeaky clean as all can see!
Now the bathroom is another thing...
ScriptureThere is a weight as I sleep,
a spell that binds as I weep.
Around my neck it swells,
tied in my fingers it dwells.
I cry tears of ink,
bound by splattered paper links.
Scripture written and define,
I look on its tiger devine,
feather quilled and dark refine,
the eyes bear a deeper line.
Scriptured and texted,
my heart has been annexed.
in a mangled commission.
Pressed like an illustration
in papers guilded gold,
captured in perfect manifestation
of deeds forever cold.
Mirror ImageMirror Image-
Every time I look in the mirror I see you,
I see how you control my every move too.
I see your claws and your fangs,
I see your past behind my bangs,
I see that same hateful look in my eyes.
You made me this way- in a way you've forgotten.
When I look at you I see me.
I hate you.
I hate the feeling you leave me.
I hate that you change me.
I hate that I hate you.
I hate that I love you.
I made you this way- in a way I've forgotten.
What good are you-
What good are we?
When we can't reverse what we see?
Follow the string, follow the string,
Through this awkward maze-like thing
I follow the threads away from here
My heart wrenching, twisted with fear
Hurry now, girl, hurry and run!
The Minotaur wakes and is looking for fun!
Beneath my feet the grass feels sharp
And playing somewhere is an eerie harp
Darling girl, flee! Or you shall feel
A kind of pain that's all too real!
Over a root I trip and fall
And then I don't feel a thing at all
~~Friday, June 11, 2010
My forehead lies against the glass
Slick from perspiration
As I draw shuddering breaths
I lift away and stare
Deep into Her eyes
She stares back, looking as scared as I
Unable to understand
The echoes in Our heads
The words that drove Us to
Our darkest nightmares
Visions of the past dancing through
In crippled pirouettes and mute harmonies
She wipes away Her tear exactly when I do
And She stares down at Her shoes when I do
She is My reflection, after all,
An echo of what is but shouldn't be
~~Thursday, June 10, 2010
Blood is seeping twixt her hands
Dripping to the cold tile floor
Leaving little red splashes everywhere
On the sink, the walls, the mirror, the door
The gashes that she drew herself
Upon her open palm
Created a phony, fake, unreal
Sickening feeling of calm
She watches it run down her arm
Distracted by its flow
And whether she wanted suicide
We all may never know
~~Tuesday, June 8, 2010
It's hard to be strong every day
When you've had a taste of pure perfection
Like a flower blooming too early
And its petals lay so beautifully
You're leaving soon, nut can I handle it?
There's no stopping it
So all I can do is beg you to stay
I don't want to be stuck counting
The steps you take
"So Close"So Close
You and I are so close now
Your mouth inches from my ear
Whispering jokes and stories
I giggle and laugh, at the things you say
But more because I'm giddy with joy
We're spending time together now
Not much time, of course
But enough time
These moments will be precious
Because soon you will be gone
It already feels like you're slipping away
From between my fingers
Because you are so close
And yet you are so far away
~~ Friday, June 04, 2010
Fairytale forests with shadowy paths
I travel through darkness down the road
Dropping breadcrumbs like Hansel and Gretel
Hoping they shall take me home
My dress is torn around the hem
My tights have holes and runs
My feet slip across the graveled path
Towards the beckoning witch's keep
My ribbon catches on a branch
And rips from my hair
Now I've run out of breadcrumbs
I have no way to return
So I set my basket down
And followed the voices calling me
Through brambles that made my fingers bleed
And over a river whispering screams
And when the voices slowly stop
I'm terrified because I am lost
~~Thursday, June 03, 2010
You seem distracted
What could it be?
Was it something that happened?
Or is it just me?
I worry and ponder
As the day goes along
Your expression stuck
In my head like a song
You seem distracted
What could it be?
Well, now I realize
The distracted one is me.
~~Thursday, March 11, 2010
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