Unable to love by GhostOfTheEmptyGrave, literature
Literature
Unable to love
My love was pure
And honest
I only wanted
Her happiness
But my heart
Was broken
Because my love
Was rejected
Tossed aside
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
To love
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
Still belong
To her
"This is the declassification of singular moment being displayed in a linear format."
The drums roll, feet stomp, pause, suspension. Here, now, energy whipping with each stroke of the drum stick striking the hide. -- run, they found us, our escape, time to escape. Always, born to run, born to ride the air, following the wind around the horizon. Slow burn, advancing march. The sun commences, we follow, follow, follow.
I lay here in some sort of transcending moment. Music blaring in my ear -- only listening for the pause. Silence, I stretch my arms, trying to grasp for space to create. Retracting back, letting go, letting stop, letting be. Th
Why? Why am I fighting with this notion of her being higher than all the others? Why do I place her and her alone on this pedestal that randomly seemed to be built there? It's something you can't explain. It's something she won't accept. It's something I can't get rid of. Out of all these girls why did she have to be so...herself. I can't help but feel like the fly attracted to the strange unexplanable blue light and at the same time I am fully aware I will get burned. I will trickle down and crash into the piles of men that fell into the same trap. I long for the day when that spark never burns and she allows me to be accepted. The girl on t
Unscripted Poem by Miluiel-the-Friendly, literature
Literature
Unscripted Poem
I tread the stairs of Heaven boldly,
Bright and furious, my stars shine on.
Shirk I not, the call of duty,
Brightest blood, in battle splashed,
My armor rings with purpose.
Twilight wanes, the grasp of night,
my eternal embrace in Glory.
Light calls to me, I will away,
my reward secured and rightly.
The Truth of the Feather by Judens-Joyride, literature
Literature
The Truth of the Feather
I’ve lived for a long time, much longer than anyone could ever imagine. Much longer than anyone could even think about imagining. I have seen it all, I have seen all the pain and suffering and deaths and wars this planet has had to offer. Each time a body hit the ground I knew it and each time this happened I felt my heart grow a little heavier. It wasn’t easy having my job. This world has just started to build itself up from the wilderness, the pyramids were still in construction and our current Pharaoh sat high upon his throne.
And where was I you may ask? I was at my usual place, sprawled across the golden steps in front of m
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though i regret to inform you that the new term is starting tomorrow and i may only have my phone over the weekends so I geuss this rule will apply to the PC aswel
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I love talking to you and just the few who answered me reminded me of that fact
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