A lot different from what I usually write. I literally wrote this in a short period of time, after writing it wondering where it had all come from, as I hadn't paused or even stopped as to think about it.
My thoughts are still unsure about this one....
Corruption, Depression, Emotion, Home, Questioning, Suicide, earth, pollution, world
I can no longer believe, in what I cannot believe. I cannot continue with these lies. I cannot see in what I was told, for I was blind, without ears to hear.
Push me to the edge. Leave me dissent without hope. Lost in time it not to bright and lost is...
Poem, Random, unknow
Even as we seek refrain from filth--life is filth. sterility exists only in decay, in abdication.
dissolution of the animal way is what we seek. but is the grass really greener?
oh christ, you never wrote back to me.
Loose Verse, Poetry
Sun filtered through the blind, illuminating the air in the small apartment, thick with the smells of greasy cheese and low sodium soy sauce. The clock on the wall said 4:30 but the slow sounding ticking said that was not to be trusted as accurate. A...
Bed, Couch, Couchbed, Fat furs, Fatfurs, Filth, Fox, Junk Food, Obesity, Slob gluttony, Vulpine, porcine, sweatsuit
Upon a field of feces did we now tread as if not to touch the very filth did we so gracefully maneuver as if never to have walked within.
Demon, Snake, inferno, religious
Andreas smiled and the beast roared again and opening its mouth spitting out all the filth and horrid stench of hell. the muck rushing toward katashi acidic enough to destroy his skin.
Plot Development, Story Progression, Story Series
But we...
...let the green light wash the seeping soil of filth
as they commend the floating lantern of amaranth,
of our century-old blood-tainted creed of golden hilt
and lime-like so crimson-crying blade which can't...
...cannot
Poem, Poetry, Romantism, Symbolism, existence, life, meditation
The door, a warped and decrepit old thing that barely fits into its frame, swings open at my touch upon a steep flight of wooden stairs, little more than a narrow and curving shaft, the filth-flecked walls leaning aggressively inward.
Cat, Drama, Lizard, Medieval, Wolf
"i should have smelled your human filth!", i exclaim still furious.
"ha! my stench? don't make me laugh, i could smell your lab stench even before i walked in this room!", she says angrily.
Dystopian, Sci-Fi, Short-story