Staring about helplessly, a single tear falls from his eye as he claws desperately at his ebbing life.
staring into the lights overhead, a scene flashes before him.
Character Development, Fox, M/F, No-Yiff
Pacifier, the crib, the rocking chair, its a nursery and your the baby
"you get to grow up again. grow up better"
they reach down and pats your head
you are take care off, and babied from that day on, you forget everthing only to relearn...you get a new life
Diaper, Love, Reform, life, new life
In some points
the aches from mental quakes have since left rubble, reminding me why i move slower with old joints
not a hundred, but feeling 90 at heart
i've enjoyed my options, equally as i could, with the good pieces, & every bad part
it's been a life
Poem, Short Story, life, slice of life
Waking up is not an easy task, when i can't feel the presence of these items that garnish my life. it took me years to gather them, hunting them down in small, obscure shops, internet resellers and yards sales.
Obsession, Social Life, collection, collector, consequences, life
Again, you smile back at me, more so through what you once knew
staying content with the bad & resentment
our life, our shared love, i, in away, took it & felt it was dwindling, fading into something terribly new
the ending was something i truly can say
Love, Poem, Short Story, life, slice of life
That's proceeded
no motion to make for change
what's left is the same old kinda "strange"
a day dream of a nightmare still filled with fear
it's blinding, always binding, an ember to flicker in those that are heartfelt & near
once the vision fades, life
Poem, Short Story, life, slice of life, thought
. - because why not
life...
in life...
you can have anything you want, once
for most...
for now...
life
Was this all my life had meaning for? i mean, i was happy to lay down my life for the one i loved, for max, but i felt like it was a life unfulfilled. i felt like i still had so much more to give, and so much more to learn.
M/M, Pathways of life, Prologue, Shane, road of life
Perfection just out of reach
reasoning to replay the past is what i seem to preach
significant signs of crumbling walls of reason still drive comfort to possibility
the rest between each life test seems more like a formality...
Poetry, Short Story, View-points, life, slice of life