“No time left in the present” No time measured in the glass spheres That broke into shards All around him “No time like the present,” he told himself No time, no time left in the present So he spun the shards about the dead ground until he bled Visiting pieces that would have best been …
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comfort in familiarity | friendship musing
the joke was good because it was harmless, and it was a good joke because she saw it coming. the familiarity of it, of her, was enough to make a dull life gleam. Thank you for reading! If you would like, please check out my YouTube channel and give my most recent video about journaling…
all for nothing
written 10/16 “I spent so much of my time worrying about things that don’t matter. How many hours did I read about all the different types of flowers, I couldn’t tell you. I thought I had loved them. I truly believed I did. It was nice to study their intricacies and what made them distinct…
tumble of the promise
transferred promise passed down promise a shared promise to people who didn’t know they would be shared Do you hate me for doing it? Do you hate me enough to care? ~Sammicakes
skin split | saturday poem
I peel the layers of myself to feel and numb, numb and feel again I spread the skin of my shed layer to see and behold, behold and see again I split the skin of myself, to understand and understand understand, understand ~Sammicakes
Purpose and Potential | Chapter 1
introductory chapter of demons of their heart. long lost friends reunite under devastating circumstances. both have changed so much over the years, and so too have their feelings for the other. Among the flames and the first rains of ash, among screams and their subsequent silence, all Reinagaurd could think of was the growing hunger…
even when I’m alone
there is always a constant pressure to perform there is always that nagging feeling that I am that I am being watched surveyed scrutinized held to the standards of what is expected, what is expected from a human being that looks like me, that is feminine, female I felt so aware even subconsciously, even even…
I love you, I do
cheated and shattered beaten and battered I love you, I do splayed out and clattered strewn out and splattered I love you, I do I love you, I do What can I say to make you believe all the words that I bring to you? What can I say to make you love me as…
Love and Understanding | Chapter 1
rough draft of demons of their heart excerpt. the human meets the beautiful fairy tale of his childhood. cw: swearing Upon the highest tower of his palace in which pierced the white clouds of summer morning, Amalla watched the human man hundreds of feet below traverse his way about his beloved rose garden. The human…
Why’d They Make Me | Song
Why’d they make me read such sad shit as a kid I’m glad that they did Otherwise the world wouldn’t look right And my words wouldn’t be right And I’d never find the will to write All of it down There wouldn’t be a reason There wouldn’t be a reason There wouldn’t be a reason…
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