There's something in the pale placid blue of your eyes
Watching grey tendrils fade into a dark night
As they leap from the soft red embers
Perched at the end of an off brand cigarette.
"Everyone wants to be beautiful," you say,
Letting the words drip from the tarnished silver of your tongue
And slide down the makeup caked on your jaw
To lie in pools like nightsoil on street corners
Stiffened by winter winds and carelessness.
"You are beautiful," I say,
But the words ring a haunting hollow,
A single breath in a stillborn sea of wasted breaths,
Some shining schoolgirl promise
After a dozen deafened seasons have spun each other ro
i don't know who you are
but i know you're desperate
black stains on a cracked sidewalk
walk away worthless
i don't need to know what you've done
to know it was stupid
you cant get far enough away
walk away worthless
stop acting like people care
stop being so cruel
stop acting like it's not your fault
walk away worthless
give it up worthless
it's not gonna come back
so walk away worthless
walk away.
I will stand before you
I will not falter
I will not fall
This is were it ends
This is the time
This is the place
You are their one cause
You are their hero
You are my fiend
Before your madness I stand
Before your faithful, convection
Before your sin, sadness
-XI
=I=
Failer to return this text to library will result in death, no exceptions.
Copying this text will result in execution.
I owe myself
so very much.
I am sorry for causing you so much
self doubt.
in nearly every aspect of your life.
I am sorry for not
loving you
as much as you deserve
and for every time
you hated yourself
mind, body and soul.
I am sorry for
every.
single.
time.
you have hurt yourself.
Every cut and bruise.
I am sorry for every inhale
of every cigarette.
I am sorry for
every.
single.
time.
you fell back in love
with the man who
did not
deserve you.
I am sorry for every man
you let into your body
that you did not want
I am sorry for not giving you
the love and confidence
you needed
to tell them no
and walk away
Thoughts going through my mind
The ones you feel inside
Deep within your soul
You have no control
Let me fly again
Let me see the sky
Show me the world from above
I feel that you deny
Flames within my eyes
Smoke on the outside
You only see the light
It's a moonless night
That cold wind surrounds me
It leads me off the path
Shows me the way to darkness
Should I feel it?
Should I take its wrath?
Warmth has blown out
There's nothing there
Look into my existence
Do you see the despair?
Scala's Tale
Between the tall, swaying grasses, a blonde-haired head rose quickly above them. Olive eyes darted left to right. The human parted the grass and stepped into a clearing, his orange tabbard a contrast to the green around him. A bright yellow sun insignia lay on his chest, labeling him as a fire mage; at least, that's how it was in his village. Remmy had eagerly became a protector of his home, using his powers defend his friends and family. It had also served him well on many of his expeditions into the jungles of Felarya.
Remmy stopped at a fallen log and sat down to rest his weary feet. Why did all of the best flowers have