And in this labyrinthThe hallways, they echoed and groanedCreatures that lurk in the darkThey keep watching, watching me drownWhy are they talking to me?What does it mean, who should I be?I think I’m paranoidMy hands are too shaky to holdI try real hard but I can't forgetThe evil that I see has taken over me  

You decided the end of our story before we could write it Robbing us of a maybe, stealing our possibility Opting out of responsibility My love has chosen a misfit   You wrote our entire album before a tune was hummed, Playing with my heart like a melody Ambitiously lacking in fidelity  My love has been strummed   You painted a picture before an image even formed Ripped through my defences like paper  I breathed you in lik...

If you embrassed my heart, It wouldn't shatterIf you caressed my essence,It wouldn't splatter  Broken; Am I no longer I've learned to live darknessDays pass as I grow strongerI am comforted by my own stillness  Resilence with styleHumored with a sharp tongue Sensitive with a smileA promising song is sung   

The effervescent weightlessness shattered Fractures of delight mingled in the air Puncturing, slicing, battered Strange how the intangible can tear    Scrambling with haste Eye's flaming with veracity  Time lost was not a waste Stone cold tenacity    Though those pieces are lost Irreplaceable fragments of length  It is in the frost, Where we find strength 

With an open mouth, I breathed you inside,  Fearlessly, you nested in my ribcage, Hanging bobbles, you settled in for the ride My heartbeat bare, center stage    You slept soundlessly on my lungs, Spend your days observing the muscles of my heart The way it pulsed, it spoke in tongues How did you enjoy this new start?   Days passed as you poked and prodded, Through every inch of flesh, Through all the blood that clotted U...

"Are you there, my dear Eloise?" she called out to the shadows. She waited in still silence, hanging on hope. Her pulse grew as the wind picked up, rattling the windows. She spun around, searching for a figure in the darkness. Wood creaked underneath her as she stepped closer. "I still think of you, my dear Eloise. The way your hair tangles in the wind, the way you squint when you're upset, the softness of your lips..." s...

Brushing plants aside, Vera walked into the jungle. Away from the fire, the last lick of the sun made her skin glisten with sweat. She walked hunched in search for food as her mind traveled elsewhere.The first time she saw Kaiya was two earth years ago. Kaiya was strolling up and down aisles in the grocery store, food overflowing in her hands."She's supposed to help the Absolute War?" Vera thought to herself, her chin res...

Dead trees over encumbered with snow surrounded the frozen lake. He loomed over her. His black cellular robes covered his face as if he didn't have one.She stared blankly into his gaping hole."Accompany me" he hissed as he extended a claw.Lifting her hand to his, she walked alongside him. Her first step on the ice, she could swear she could almost feel a chill creep up her spine.Before she could dwell on this, he grasped...

Apathy clung suffocating herInhaling boredom, exhaling emptinessDaily life a blurShe welcomed change with bitternessHer bones wracked with discomfortWeighted down by inferiorityComplete annihilation of effortA grave lack of superiorityHer brain sucked dryThoughts brimming with criticismPleading; Wanting to cryShe lacked this mechanismExistence on the edge of a knifeSteadily coasting in absence  Ravenous for the thrill of...

I open my eyes to the harsh sunlight, proudly beaming through my windowIt doesn't cleanse away the dread or mundane sorrowPushing greasy hair away from my faceWalk out the door, down the steps, repressing my failure to communicate From down the street, you call my name, but in my daze, it's distorted As I approach closer to you, a grin sprawls across your faceI force myself to replicate it, but I can't hide where my mind...

He sits wide-eyed, staring at an unmarked page Tapping his pen on the table, adrift in thought Confined by his unoriginal ideas. Words fly through his mind like pigeons "It feels too familiar," he whispers reflectively He pauses noticing the silence of his surroundings Putting his pen at the ready, A dot of ink forms a perfect circle on the page He begins to write, A broken home, divorce, suicide, financial defeat All pou...