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Sometimes I wish I could disappear into the vast world of words. No screaming. No crying. No worries. Just my head in a book.
By Candace S. URL on 02.12.2014
One day, I will die. In the days to follow, people will cry, mourn my exit, laugh over the happy times and fond memories. And then one day they will move on and forget about me – my memory might come up from time to time. But once they die too, I’ll have disappeared from this world entirely.
By asavas URL on 02.12.2014
Do you ever just want to leave and never come back? Leaving behind your struggles, running barefoot and free, away from everything you’ve ever known. How settling it is; to know that you can up and leave and disenigrate into the nothingness. No note, no phone calls, nothing. Do you ever want to disappear?
By LS URL on 02.12.2014
and then i wished I could just disappear, like the thoughts in my mind when I had a good though, or when my nightmares turned to dreams. I then could wake up and face the reality that I already knew. The reality that was my nightmare, the one that I already live. I watch as the blood drained muddy from her body.
By M. Babington on 02.12.2014
The threat of disappearance, the fear of it, so many things could make us disappear – serial killers, global killers–warming and meteor showers–nuclear warfare, alien invasion, a piano falling from a fifth story as we walk along the sidewalk – and we’re between a rock and a hard place, hard-wired as we are with survival instincts – we don’t know how not to live but we don’t know how to die, either, and only a few of us know how to live fearless of disappearance…
By Miss Alister URL on 02.12.2014
The things we make disappear nowadays
By Clovis URL on 02.12.2014
it’s lovely. to leave and never come back to go into a world that won’t let you come back. it’s bright lights blinding your eyes and it’s loud sounds deafening your ears. a dreamworld.
By mbabington URL on 02.12.2014
Disappear like an ice cube. It will melt, eventually turn into a puddle. That puddle will eventually disappear, evaporating into the clouds that will be disperse else where. Disappearing from the place it started from.
By Mariza URL on 02.12.2014
I disappeared in a flash, there was no cloud of smoke though. It was like I was being sucked into myself, like a vacuum, like I was falling into myself. I was the big bang and within the confines of my intellect I created a universe that is my reality that which no one understands because I disappeared.
By mr marshall on 02.12.2014
Sometimes I feel like I want to disappear because I feel sad. But then I realize that I have so much in life to live for and if I were to disappear I would be leaving behind so many people and things that I love and that love me back!! Love yourself and your life.
By taybaybay URL on 02.12.2014
I think we all wish at times we could just disappear. Jump into our cars and drive away, I know I do. And then I would like to just drive, and drive, and drive.
By marylou wynegar URL on 02.12.2014
As the snow swirls around the buildings and corners and crevices, the figures on the street disappear into a wall of white, bracing against the wind and snow, never to be seen again.
By Kerry URL on 02.12.2014
I am disappearing. While my body remains, my hear withers without yours. The heart, when unrestrained, is a wild thing – that’s why the ribs are a cage.
By Charles Greenberg on 02.12.2014
i found the light within you
dimming ever so
but with the help of my love
I’d watch that flame grow.
no longer in the void
no longer lost among
the songs that once played silently
are now being sung.
the night was to disappear
among the bright light son
i seal fate with a kiss.
two hearts beat as one
By Lovelysunnyday URL on 02.12.2014
Sometimes i really wish I could dissapear. Vanish into thin air. Without a trace. Without a tack. Where would I go? Wherever I want. No one could stop me. Not one person. Then I go back to earth and I know that i can’t and the scariest part is that I can’t decide if I really want to or not.
By Maxwell URL on 02.12.2014
Owen folded his arms. “Just because Paige and I are spending more time together doesn’t mean I hate you.”
Zoe whirled around. “When you first came here you hated Paige, and now you’re sneaking around with her? It’s not right, Owen.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and continued. “If you don’t want me around anymore, you can just say so.”
Owen’s face instantly softened, and he touched her arm. “…Why wouldn’t I want you around anymore, Zoe?”
She turned her head away, still not willing to let him see her cry. “It’s obvious, okay? Honestly, I wish…”
“Zoe, don’t say it.”
A sob escaped her throat. “It’s true, I wish I could disappear forever.”
By AJ Kenobi URL on 02.12.2014
Right through the floor. That’s what I’d do. Close my eyes and think of nothing–not white spaces, not outer space, because there are particles and bacteria and little fuzzy dust motes out there–until I turned the color of milk, the color of the floor, and fell through. Then, the color of nothing.
By Yona URL on 02.12.2014
In my dreams you wore my jeans
I want to speak with you of everything
everything that we became to be
from coworking flirts that wrote and rode, I picked the
to write bright RED
curiosity and alcohol in broken tires and shattered glass
shattered glassmakers and scarlet salvation
destroyers of men
to anklebreaking, lightningscarmaking, chiptoothing heartaches. Then
to the writers of the writer in our dreams, the mixed genetics with the killer you have now
seen, your lips kissed by my lips and your clit kissing my dick
heartblinks scarring you then me, late nights the same as early mornings,
awake or asleep the same ongoing dream,
la belle et la bete.
Caramel macchiato and raspberry soy latte.
Lovers in love.
p.s see the definition of dis.
p.p.s I hate people but I love you eternally. If I never saw you again, my love wouldn’t cease
By La Bête becomes Man URL on 02.12.2014
She doesn’t remember the night she dies. It was something hazy, such an old memory, foggy and incoherent to her. Besides, it wasn’t like her death had mattered, or anything. She just had gone to sleep, and disappeared.
By Debi on 02.12.2014
Here is the magician.
Thirty seconds under the sheet, the crowd waiting breathlessly beyond its dark confines. He could feel his assistant’s presence hovering mere inches away, hands bunching the cloth at his shoulder, ready to pull the sheet off.
He could also hear her gentle counting. Three, two, one-
By emma-lee on 02.12.2014
I always wished he would disappear. In a flash. Poof.
One day it really happened. He disappeared. Forever.
However he would come back to haunt me in my dreams.
By Alice Shina on 02.12.2014
“Give me back my sister, you creep!” Shay screamed, lunging for the police chief who’d just announced that the case had gone cold, and that nothing more could be done to locate Ella. Before her hands touched him I grabbed her arms and wrestled her to the ground. She started to sob and scream louder than before, and while the chief’s colleagues were making sure he was okay, I wrapped my arms tightly around Shay and cradled her head against my chest.
“It’ll be okay, I promise.” She gripped my shirt and went further into hysterics. My heart broke for her. “She didn’t just disappear, okay? They aren’t working hard enough. We’ll find her, I promise.” I kissed her forehead and let her cry.
By Anna URL on 02.12.2014
I think everyone disappears eventually. In different ways. People die and eventually fade away from the memories of others, once those people die also. That’s disappearing. Disappear is such a broad term, it could mean many things. People disappear from our lives, friends that are no longer friends.
By Shannon on 02.12.2014
And, like a ghost, she disappeared, fading into the mist as though she’d never been there to start.
By S.C. Lovelace URL on 02.12.2014
By Shannon URL on 02.12.2014
As a vampire at first light
retreats below the ground
As a shuttle breaking free
pierces the exosphere
As a magician at final act
evaporates in a puff of smoke
As the last of a defeated ship
sinks below the surface
I will disappear.
By thedugong URL on 02.12.2014
I had always wished I could disappear but now that I have, I see I don’t mean it I wish they all could see me just one more time. But the drugs set in, I float away from my body. This doesn’t hurt but knowing I’m gone does. Goodbye I’m sorry disappeared.
By Jessica Washington on 02.12.2014
i wish i could disappear, or better yet, make stuff disappear, like ordinary objects. i’d disappear random things like nickles and toilet plungers and oranges from the supermarket and people would be so confused… like where are the oranges man, i’m going to sue this shitty supermarket, and the manager is on his knees, he’s crying, he’s yelling please don’t sue, please, they’ll fire me, i can’t live on the streets again – and he rips off his shirt and shows you this huge twisted scar across his chest, gnarly as fuck, and now you notice he’s actually wearing a fucking eyepatch; and meanwhile i’m sniggering by the personal hygiene area watching this menacing man reduced to a whimpering sobbing mess and you frozen in place like a little bitch and actually wondering if you should just stick to tv dinners for the rest of the year – people are weird, man.
By Acid URL on 02.12.2014
you count in your head
and then you imagine
what it would be like
to never see again
and to never been seen again.
Then you stop counting.
By Shineapple URL on 02.12.2014
Danny phased into Sam’s room and looked around, feverishly opening every drawer he could.
“I know she has that equipment somewhere, where the hell did she put?” He opened up a couple more, shifting through the various items she kept in each without any luck of the ghost equipment. Danny sighed, and slipped his phone out from his pocket to see if she had responded to any of the texts he sent her. “Come on Sam, I know you’re on vacation but I really the Fenton Ghost Fisher for that stupid ghost fish.” The ghost kid tried to call her, only for it to go straight to voice mail. “Don’t disappear on me … that’s my thing,” he groaned.
By AzeriaHaiiro URL on 02.12.2014
On some days she wanted to live out loud, other days, she wanted to disappear. The sadness would climb inside through the inviting comfort of the blankets she hid under and take away any peace. She could manage it most days, but some days the best way to feel alive was to just die.
By Bipolartist URL on 02.12.2014
The man grabbed the boy’s head and squeezed it lightly, making the child whimper even more. “Come now, don’t much such a fuss. Haven’t you ever wanted to disappear?” From behind his bonds the boy’s eyes widened, and the man gave a devilish grin.
When I disappear, I want the world to see what happens. Everyone assumes that to disappear is to not exist anymore. That is not true. To disappear is to slip out of sight and out of mind, but that does not mean that there can’t be a one last great show to dazzle the eyes before you go.
By Sarah N on 02.12.2014
I look at the pills in my hand. My only source of happiness for what seems like an eternity. My mind-numbing friend. My only friend. A seedling of a thought begins to form in my mind: What if I were to take just one too many? Would this numbness transform into the dark bliss I truly want-I truly need? Would I be able to disappear into oblivion?
By Sheradyn URL on 02.12.2014
I don’t know how to disappear, it just seems to happen by forces in the environment around me. It’s not like it’s a conscious choice, like anyone would choose to disappear, is it? I mean really, who wants to vanish from life? Not me, I want to be visible
By Kate on 02.12.2014
Out of nowhere.
You, the most substantial person in my life…
I didn’t know what to do, where to go.
In all honest
You want Chinese food?
By Brooke Tuinei on 02.12.2014
“For my next parlor trick,” the little magician enunciated, “I will make all your homework disappear!”
“Oh, please don’t do that,” grumbled Patrick. “Missus Reynolds would kill me.”
But Matthew was eager to volunteer, if only because he was behind a week in terms of book reports, math assignments, and creative writing prompts. The juvenile trickster was eager to take on the enormous stack of paper.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 02.12.2014
If you could disappear where would you go? For me I would love to travel the world. Experience the world, breathe new air, learn different languages.
By Lauren URL on 02.12.2014
Disappear. Breathing in the thin air of nothing. What would it be like if you could disappear into your favorite book?
By Brooke URL on 02.12.2014
Disappear. Breathing in the thin air of nothing. What would it be like if you could disappear from everyday life, just for one day? What would you do, and where would you go, or who would you meet?
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