Holidays in two days.
So good.


just because it seemsthe road glistened from the teardrops and raindrops that fell. the sky was just one large canvas of blue, that was hidden behind two large buses.just because it seems
surrounding them was a sea of people; bags in hand, ready to go home. but it all came crashing down then--
those two big blocks, they weren't so might after all. everyone panicked; everyone screamed.
everybody made the same sound that it could have been a whisper.
the buses were like Lego; getting crushed by a kid who was sick of them. I for one, cried without crying. i rose up my arms, and then let myself drown  


roads are meant for walkingToday, I was walking on a fine line which separated right and left, life and death. The vehicles of varied sizes and colours sped past me. And if the zephyr was strong enough, it would've been my demise. I thought that if I put one step forward to my left, as nothing but the cement remained still and sturdy, my mass would not be considered a body anymore--just flesh and bone fragments that could not be pieced back to the imperfection it was.roads are meant for walking
Crimson fluid would saturate the cracks of the gray asphalt and a collision of cars would occur. If that did happen, the last thoughts that would run through my head won't be the momentary p


love+deathSaturday morning, Nathan was already well and his parents left him, in relief, promising to come back the next morning. They left him because he insisted them to because he had a friend that was going to take care of him, anyway. She came.love+death
As Nathan lay in the tub, she sat on his waist and caressed the lines of his jaw softly with calloused fingertips; finding the perfect way to do the romantic image wandering in her head. Nathan just laid there, his lips tugged upwards; ecstasy in his body.
Her hands slid lower and snaked around the tender skin of the male. Her fingers and pale complexion wouldve


sniffing the spotlight - colabscrawling sonnets on a bathroom stall, she started smoking to replace the addicitive kisses with harmless chemicals and cancers. carcinogenic. that was her favorite word, and with good reason, too. some kids she knew could fly, when nobody was looking. others could hide their face from themselves. smoking was safer for her;sniffing the spotlight - colab
she'd fly. not the good kind of flying, but not the bad kind either. it was the kind of flying where you know you can't fall. sometimes, she would seek out the boy whose words hung in the air, almost voiceless. "who


ineedatitlepleasehelpDr. Finch likes to label my phases. Today is a Fear Day, meaning I am too afraid to get out of bed. Fear Days scare my mother more than my Fire Days, Germ Days, and Intruder Days combined. She wakes me this morning to have me get ready to go to her church. Her hand is warm as it shook my shoulder, but I scream.ineedatitlepleasehelp
"Shhh, honey, it's just me. It's time to get ready for church."
My head is still buried beneath my blanket. "I can't go. Please leave me alone."
"What day is it?" she asks, although she knows it is Sunday. &nb
Warm Waters
i kept it on the top shelf
and one day it fell.
but a guy caught it
and he promised that he would
catch it whenever.
he always had it
but he would always break it.
once i ran out of
glue to fix the toy.
i went to the hospital
and asked for a heart.
a doctor said that
i had one inside of me
so i ripped my lungs
and then i found it.
You lost that
--
the world is so low
so i become high
and let myself flow
--
I look for beauty in the ugliest places.
--
the world is so low
so i become high
and let myself flow
--
It's better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you are not. - Kurt Cobain.
--
i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
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