"I am sick of sharing. I am sick of wondering what you are thinking, who you prefer this month, why you act this way. I am tired of being tangled in it...sometimes I just want to shake this all off..."I don't want this anymore!" is all that echos around my head sometimes...but then other times I want this to swallow me whole. For things to never change. Please, stop doing this to me. Whether you were aware of it or not...you are now, so stop doing this me...treat me like I do you. Just for once don't make me fight these wars...against her, against you, against myself."
This is taken from the start of a story I'm planning to use as part of my uni dissertation this year...
UPON THOSE WINGS
Have you ever seen an orange sky when dragons’ shadows swoop and fall under cotton castles that float on high above this earth's blackened shawl? And have you ever heard an angel talk, or tall trees whisper in dead of night when all is sleeping - all forlorn on rocky lands now plagued with blight? And have you kissed under starry light, or watched the ocean crash on white stone? Do tales of old haunt your ears, do memories of ill linger on?
This is taken from the start of a story I'm planning to use as part of my uni dissertation this year...
UPON THOSE WINGS
Have you ever seen an orange sky when dragons’ shadows swoop and fall under cotton castles that float on high above this earth's blackened shawl? And have you ever heard an angel talk, or tall trees whisper in dead of night when all is sleeping - all forlorn on rocky lands now plagued with blight? And have you kissed under starry light, or watched the ocean crash on white stone? Do tales of old haunt your ears, do memories of ill linger on?
(Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person, and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much? So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze. It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds. You let this one person come down in the most perfect moment. And it breaks my heart to know the only reason you are here now is A reminder of what I'll never have I'll never have... I'll never... Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in. Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in. But this table for one has become bearable. I now take comfort in this, and for this, I cherish you.Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person
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I am sick of wondering what you are thinking, who you prefer this month, why you act this way.
I am tired of being tangled in it...sometimes I just want to shake this all off..."I don't want this anymore!" is all that echos around my head sometimes...but then other times I want this to swallow me whole. For things to never change.
Please, stop doing this to me. Whether you were aware of it or not...you are now, so stop doing this me...treat me like I do you. Just for once don't make me fight these wars...against her, against you, against myself."
...Will you tell him that for me?
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UPON THOSE WINGS
Have you ever seen an orange sky
when dragons’ shadows swoop and fall
under cotton castles that float on high
above this earth's blackened shawl?
And have you ever heard an angel talk,
or tall trees whisper in dead of night
when all is sleeping - all forlorn
on rocky lands now plagued with blight?
And have you kissed under starry light,
or watched the ocean crash on white stone?
Do tales of old haunt your ears,
do memories of ill linger on?
This is my world.
Reply
UPON THOSE WINGS
Have you ever seen an orange sky
when dragons’ shadows swoop and fall
under cotton castles that float on high
above this earth's blackened shawl?
And have you ever heard an angel talk,
or tall trees whisper in dead of night
when all is sleeping - all forlorn
on rocky lands now plagued with blight?
And have you kissed under starry light,
or watched the ocean crash on white stone?
Do tales of old haunt your ears,
do memories of ill linger on?
This is my world.
Reply
and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
You let this one person come down in the most perfect moment.
And it breaks my heart to know the only reason you are here now is
A reminder of what I'll never have
I'll never have... I'll never...
Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in.
Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in.
But this table for one has become bearable.
I now take comfort in this, and for this, I cherish you.Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person ( ... )
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