A meme of sorts from faylinn_drake  that I decided to post as well :)

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write as much as you can in 2 minutes. Write fanfic, write original fic, write poetry, write a scathing rant about the evils of polyester, I don't care - just start the timer, open a reply box and type. When the timer goes off, stop. Even if ( Read more... )

This was just something I wrote up last week when he was doing poorly...now I'll be reading it at the funeral :(

“Bruce”

I was the little girl with the sad eyes

With a teddy bear and tears

He was the man who believed I was better than my past

And captured me through snapshots over the years

His camera showed the me no one but he wanted to see

The princess ( Read more... )

So in order to answer a prompt my muse answered back with...

“The Key To My Depression”

I get to feeling just a little bit weak

My heart will skip and stutter

My brain will come to a stop

And all I’ll want to do is cry.

The question we should ask is why

-I hurt

Why

-I cry

Why

-I want to die.

I’m guessing it’s the depression talking

Small things turn into big

And ( Read more... )

I remember the gleam of the headlight

The shine and polish of chrome

And of steel

I also remember the pain that the sheen brought to my life

First an accident

A fight or two, even more

Then death and disease

It haunts me now

Has since the very day

I saw each polished silvery piece

First a wheel

Then a handle

I see the grass below me

As I soar above, speeding by

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15 til quitting time ( Read more... )

I want to dissapear ( Read more... )

I know I haven't told you lately but I miss you,
Years and lifetimes apart I've never thought upon as much as I do today,
Lonely times beg me for reflection,
I never knew that I loved you too little too late.

But I know now that I lost you too soon,
Your memories and lingering love haunts me still,
The feeling of soft lips, gentle love, and harsh words ( Read more... )

temptation in it's finest hour tonight
tortured by the pain of memories
tearing at the itch
tears cascade and make tracks down the salted skin

ripping at the skin
realizing the pain on the outside is nothing
raking across the surface, the nails drag lightly down the pale
(a) razors dance away from sight

hoping and praying doesn't do much
helping myself ( Read more... )

"Nothing"

Despair looms
Dark clouds heave
Dreams shattered
Depression takes hold

Tears marr less than perfection
Troubled thoughts make visible tracks
Truth becomes the cold 
Tracing the wetness heating the skin

Loss and love linger
Lined up between the two
Losing the game
Longing to be on the inside and outside all at once

Becoming all that was once lost
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