At what point do you know what pain is?
The gutters overflowed as rancid odors flowing through the open window. It was as if the scenery I had never intended for had come, like a sign... perhaps it was a sign. Nonetheless, I sat on the single chair, unsettled by the continuous rain. I had no one, knew no one, was almost no one. I still had a name, a body, a soul with a desire, but I was no less than certain that I wouldn't last too long as a somebody anyway. Convaluting voices, agitating memories that threw my mind around the dark, so much- too much.
I needed an escape, urgently. However, with closed spaces I could not even see, I could g
I was born without a mother or a father. I was simply a lingering soul longing for a home, within myself. Yet ironically, though all I ever had was myself, I could never pull out the sense of security and acceptance. Perhaps I was too much for my own self to handle. All I could ever do was cover my face, frail and disillusioned, peeking through the slits of my fingers, questioning my existence.
Growing up, the world appeared to be no more than a facade of a paradise. I saw nothing, but the residue of gun powder. The night swallowing up the eternity as if the flames had been blown away like a candle. A dying, flickering light, so close, yet s
Someone tells him he holds freedom in his right hand, toil in his left. He will survive the worst, and live the best. Yet because he has no soul, he will not prosper. He asks, simply and gently, his voice over waves of disturbance, " Soul? "
He blinds himself voluntarily so he will not see beauty. He cuffs his hands with reason; he will not feel pain. He asks the old man to scream into his ear so he will not hear what lovely is. He stitches his mouth together, so he will say nothing. He binds his nose to whiff a whole lot of blank air. He slips a needle through his ear- so he will not think.
He walks around everyday in the same positio
Happy New Year's ( Eve ), depending on when this reaches you, or where you live. Personally, 2011 was a tragedy, a comedy, and a large test of true and fake relationships.
This year, I became a highschooler. I can say the people have grown to be much friendlier than I would assume. However, I managed to pluck out select 'friends', as I shall say before the end of the year. Whether it was my demeanor towards them or the way they truly treated me, although for one situation it was quite near the end of the year, I managed to end, or lace off several 'bonds' before 2011 waved goodbye to me. I also managed to very well learn of one friendship th
It's Complicated- Chap. 3 by SimplySimile, literature
Literature
It's Complicated- Chap. 3
Crest pouted, somewhat disturbed by her strong will to stay put. " Fine, " he finally replied, still deciding whether or not he would really allow her to follow at all. Nevertheless, to convince her mind otherwise ( as if using some form of reverse psychology ), he continued with, " your choice. I won't stop you... but whatever you put into your hands will be deemed your responsibility. " leaning over to face her directly, he smirked, got back up, and flapped his wings about. She only glanced up at him in question, but stayed silent, attempting to observe their surroundings.
Catherine, Catherine. Her name seemed to gently slip off his tong