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I just thought I'd give it a shot and put some of my works up ... ^^;
A paling pink mouth helps harried lungs draw breath tiny hands held over a bleeding and pulsing wound mind focused entirely on one concept : escape. Dripping crimson lips and ever thirsty fangs claws twitching in anticipation the mad mind focused entirely on one concept : sustenance. Classic blond hair whipping behind her as she turned sea-blue eyes glittering with her fear one question pouring from her lips why me? Midnight black hair barely moved out of place in the pursuit nearly lifeless gray eyes focused without relief on the prey one statement pouring from his lips because you were alone. Scream silenced in an instant by brutal hands wound reopened, sustenance taken and life fades cadaver drops with a sound thump and the fanged mouth smiles one last look, then the footsteps fade into now lifeless alley. |
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Edited by
leona_aurelia
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Tue 12/04/07 03:17 PM
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Another one...
R , T , H . Y . F . Hoof beats, drum in the night mimicking the pounding heart run The shouts of men, now not far behind eyes shutting tight to try and block it all out they’ll catch you Footsteps rumble along with the hoof beats now lungs screaming for air, wind-swept cracking lips open wide hurry, faster Chains rattle, words of protest clearly heard, “come back here!” silver hair flies as the head shakes fiercely crying out, “no!” you must get away Hands suddenly find the fleeing arms, yanking them back a pained shriek escaping those dried lips fight! Struggle begins … suddenly the hands melt away cool air rushing past the face, gasping not heard in the sleeping house “A dream…?” echoes through the room |
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Uhm... here's another one...
Bloody dreams recalled to life in waking tears fall as the nightmares bare their dripping fangs snarls shake the room and the odor of apocalypse precedes them life and love forgotten now The thick mist of death blankets the senses and all falls down to the deep failing cries not enough to save the drowning soul The living feelings of love, hate, pity, sorrow, tenderness these are the powers that can banish spirits Into their own personal hell |
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The perfect lips part, hands outstretching to unfold the lies
Like the spider’s deadly web She smells of deception and reeks of disloyalty Warnings go off, but the entranced do not listen An infallible deception, the flawless disguise A face of love, the inner self pure and flaring hate The fires of hell burn in her eyes ‘Friends’ abound, although as soon as trouble follows they disappear like dust in the wind leaving the innocent to fend against her Once her slender, claw-like fingers find your neck There is no escape from her numbing words and freezing touch It will be your fate to die there, forever trapped in your own web Eyes forever seeing your personal hell unfold… |
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Questions
No matter how close Everyone’s not within reach Its isolation Every moment spent in this singularity What is this atmosphere only I can see and feel? Would my friends hear me if I cried out in pain? Would my mother care if someone was hunting me? Would my guy know if I was in depression? Would anyone see… Can anyone see…? See behind the mask that is me? Can anyone really pierce me? Is it possible to get rid of this thought? This idea that pricks my mind makes it scream whenever I think I’m normal Is there always something else That I can’t seem to fix? What is this thing that’s killing me slowly? Taking my mind and soul, bit by bit… What is it with me? Why can’t I be just one of the crowd? What do people see in this mask? Or is it really me? This girl with nothing but thoughts to offer? This lazy, procrastinator, whiny, brat of a girl… What is it that makes people interested in me? What is it that they remember? Why is it so hard to forget me? Why can’t they just forget and move on to someone better for them? How come they stay? The answers never come, No matter how many times I ask. I guess I’m not meant to know. |
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Uhm...are they that bad?
... -_-; ... |
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Seriously...no feedback at all?
Even a 'wow -- this sucks!' ?! |
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I like. Very interesting read.
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YAY! SOME FEEDBACK!! ^^;
Thank you. It's just a hobby that I really like. XD |
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Hi,
I enjoyed them. Would have posted sooner, but sleep tends to be a necessity even though I can outrun it for a while. I like the last one the best. Think a lot of people don't see the attraction to themselves that others do see. |
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Thank you. The last one was written a little while back -- although the inspiration came from a lot of friends. I just thought they could find a better person than me to hold them up and just be around them when they needed an ear than me. >.<
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^^
I'm glad people seem to like them. |
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