• anabeth commented on the post, torch 8 years, 4 months ago

    The light touches my back and the heat scratches the skin. Beads of sweat trickle down and I lose all senses.

  • anabeth commented on the post, sunlight 8 years, 11 months ago

    Glaring through the parted curtains. I hate mornings but I always feel beautiful. I might like tomorrow morning but let me sleep for now. When the clock strikes seven after twenty-four hours I will be alive again.

  • anabeth commented on the post, jazz 8 years, 12 months ago

    Saxophone. Paired with your dark, deep and sexy voice. I surrender to slumber and wake up in your arms.

  • anabeth commented on the post, upstairs 9 years ago

    The room upstairs. The gloom and dust mixed with time long gone. The smell of old furniture, books and China dolls. I wish to live there forever.

  • anabeth commented on the post, upstairs 9 years ago

    Stepping down each step takes me an inch closer to my death. The death of my dreams, my imaginarium. I don’t wanna die like this. I want to leave this universe in the most awesome and unique way. I’ll think about it before I die.

  • anabeth commented on the post, horses 9 years ago

    Riding fast along the tall grass. Windswept hair and arms open wide. I face the future with no worries.

  • anabeth commented on the post, tilt 9 years ago

    My world is on its side, falling but stable. I like to be on the edge. I like the feeling of not knowing when I’d hit the ground.

  • anabeth commented on the post, stroller 9 years ago

    I drift through crowds. Like a stroller, I pass by unnoticed. Someday I’ll leave a mark. Just you wait.

  • anabeth commented on the post, cousin 9 years ago

    First. Second. Third. Twice removed. Disowned. Adopted. They are still family regardless of these things.

  • anabeth commented on the post, cheek 9 years ago

    I kiss his cheeks. I kiss his eyes. He licks my ear. He smells my hair. My dog is the most lovable companion.

  • anabeth commented on the post, indistinct 9 years ago

    This pain is indistinct but I still feel it. Maybe I just want it to hurt but it hurts so much I don’t want to feel anymore.

  • anabeth commented on the post, overjoyed 9 years ago

    Excited to the nth level. It’s the kind of happiness that tops the Mount Everest and beyond. I can’t even explain it.

  • anabeth commented on the post, bleak 9 years ago

    What is bleak? I can’t even define the word. Does the word even represent beak-ness? Is there even such a term as bleak-ness? Bleak, I know.

  • anabeth commented on the post, bleak 9 years ago

    This is bleak. I need to get a dictionary. Obscure is bleak. But I’m not so sure.

  • anabeth commented on the post, under 9 years, 1 month ago

    I can’t be seen nor can I see others. I am hidden below the surface, six feet deeper. I like it here just because.

  • anabeth commented on the post, blast 9 years, 1 month ago

    A loud explosion. It’s spontaneous. I dunno, fun I think. When everything just blows up in your face.

  • anabeth commented on the post, eternally 9 years, 1 month ago

    Forever and ever. But not happily. Life is not a fairy tale. But one could try to live it. I can be a Snow White or a Sleeping Beauty. But I’d rather be me when forever ends.

  • anabeth commented on the post, kettle 9 years, 1 month ago

    Pop goes the whistle? Nope. That screech I hear is just the water for my morning coffee. Noisy and annoying, I know. But comforting.

  • anabeth commented on the post, flashback 9 years, 1 month ago

    It’s not like I can replay the tape. It’s stuck to my medulla oblongata. I hate my past. Just like I hate what I don’t know about the future.

  • anabeth commented on the post, flashback 9 years, 1 month ago

    My life is a blur. Oh… recordings of my past. How convenient. Just as I’m dangling here on the edge of the Empire State Building top floor.