Spoken Word: You Will Never
I'm not a huge fan of poetry or spoken word. but i feel like this is the only way to get my feelings out into the open now a days. it's not like my voice makes much of a difference.
Prompt14
I walk, I talk, I walk. i Past trees, past leafs, past pasts. i I stop, to see. Another me. i He smiled, at me! I smiled. i We walk, we talk, we walk. i Eyes open, no tent, its raining. i Hugging shivers warm, matches are miracles. i We...
A Worriors Word
.** **a warriors word** sitting in a dark room, he softly whispers my name. stalking the endless shadows, i can hear him, but i am blind. deep breathe, take one at a time. lick my lips, predict, where he might strike next.
Acknowledgement
Shem tried to silence his mind, silently repeating the truth, lips dancing slowly and carefully, the weight of the words pressing his skin. "aware or not, the darkness resides. i can push, and in return be pulled. all is quiet.
Moonlight Sonata (reloaded))
Since this also tells a story I'd figure I'd upload it as a story on top of being a journal entry, also contains bad language and adult situations, so readers beware of prying eyes that might be too young for stories like this. Midnight rolls...
Prompt 27 I stoped walking
I walk, I talk, I walk. i Past trees, past leafs, past pasts. i I stop, to see. Another me. i Nothing is said, I walk on Later, him under an apple tree. Rainy night, it's cold, no firelight I see a dim distant flame, Its sheltered...
Words
Conversation The sound of vehicles on the freeway, just close enough to recognize but distant enough to not catch anyone's attention. "So...What do you think happens when you die?" The question slowly filled the air, but was dead in an instant with...
So close yet so far introduction
What if some other words did actually exists, what if there was something else, another kind of living. a totally different kind of people. let's try to open our minds to this possibility, just lift our hands and open that possible door in front of us.
Re: Speech 4. Fear Of Dying
That's why there is a word called "immortal" and that's why there is "heaven" and "god". all of those deserve to be despised.
Prison
**Just something i wrote up to vent my frustrations after two weeks of straight work w/ not breaks and multiple chewing outs by my asshole boss. T.T Generally what I felt like. This is written in the form of a prisoner having a conversation with...
Words
Things are... getting complicated. 5768 words. hello, everyone. welcome to _free association_, episode 27! new readers, you're looking for that link on the left titled _no major injuries_.
No Words
A visit to a familiar place to relax, with no words spoken nor any needed. **no words** by chaos blackwing a spring to the step and a smile on the face as the doors open, mind and body already looking forward to what is to come.