• Zevvers commented on the post, pines 5 years, 4 months ago

    Reaching, grasping, holding –
    Grip slips. You fall.
    Away they turn, away they go.
    Gone, gone, gone.
    You’ve stopped, waiting, tearful
    alone

  • Zevvers commented on the post, pines 5 years, 4 months ago

    Slowly, slowly, slowly
    stepping through the forest.
    Dim light light surrounds,
    fading away with the fall of the star.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, aboard 5 years, 4 months ago

    Your turn has come up. You inhale sharply at the call of your name, knowing what lies ahead – and yet, not knowing at all. Aboard you go, for what choice do you have?

  • Zevvers commented on the post, aboard 5 years, 4 months ago

    Stepping up onto the ledge, I glanced back one last time with a smile on my face. Aboard this new journey, this was the last time I would look back. It was time to start anew.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, ahead 6 years ago

    Go ahead, I say, gesturing forward. You walk with a nod, subtle showing of thanks. Same pattern, different day.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, due 6 years, 2 months ago

    “Why now?” she sobbed. “I was so close! Just one more day!”
    Death smiled. “It seems that you’ve got dues to pay.”

  • Zevvers commented on the post, determined 6 years, 2 months ago

    “You had so much going for you!” she shouted. “Where’s your drive? Your determination?”

    I sighed, barely audible even in the quiet hush of the room. “Long gone.”

  • Zevvers commented on the post, determined 6 years, 2 months ago

    Was I really as determined as I thought I was? I could have done so much more, I could have succeeded, but I always lacked the determination. And now, now I’m paying for it.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, beckon 7 years, 2 months ago

    I watch them silently from afar. They laugh at a memory they share. I desperately want to catch their attention, to beckon them over so we could talk like old times.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, beckon 7 years, 2 months ago

    He beckoned me from the corner. I rushed over, afraid of what I was going to hear. It couldn’t be anything good, it never was. He handed me a note and left silently.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, chalkboard 7 years, 8 months ago

    The chalkboard is where I wrote my secrets. I couldn’t share them with anyone, so I wrote it down to get it all out. Hearing footsteps would send me flying to the eraser, haphazardly getting rid of the evidence, of my innermost secrets.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, chalkboard 7 years, 8 months ago

    I remember the mini chalkboard I had when I was a kid. I always drew on that because I could never find any paper or pencils. I hated to erase my drawings, but I had to if I wanted to draw something else.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, radio 7 years, 8 months ago

    Chell picked up the radio that blared a familiar tune. ‘Why are these everywhere?’ she thought, recalling the many radios she had encountered on the way here. ‘Did they really put these here to calm me down? Because it’s not working.’

  • Zevvers commented on the post, booth 7 years, 8 months ago

    “Can’t we go to that booth?” I heard the child whine. “No, honey, it’s too expensive, especially for such a silly little game.” “MOM!” The kid tugged on her purse. “I just want one game! Don’t you want me to have good childhood memories?” The mother sighed, taking out her wallet. The kid zoomed off […]

  • Zevvers commented on the post, booth 7 years, 8 months ago

    “Why couldn’t we have had that booth?” he grumbled, “It was already clean.” “Don’t ask me, ask the person that sat you here.” He jumped, turning towards the waitress with a sheepish grin. “I-I wasn’t blaming you!”

  • Zevvers commented on the post, booth 7 years, 8 months ago

    We slid into the booth, noting the surprising comfiness. It pays in that respect to go to a new restaurant, I suppose. That was the best part of the place, unfortunately.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, tempted 7 years, 9 months ago

    Tempted to tell you, but I can’t. I know you wouldn’t accept me for who I am. You’ve always hated people like me, and you don’t hesitate to tell me so. And you wonder why I don’t want to talk to you.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, tempted 7 years, 9 months ago

    So tempted to just get out of here. Just walk out and run, far, far away. To live where I’ve always wanted to, to be anywhere but here. But I can’t. Not yet.

  • Zevvers commented on the post, forgotten 7 years, 9 months ago

    “I just want you to forget me, please.” I shivered, only now noticing the cool winds. “Why? Why would you ever want that? And how could you think I’d be able to do that?”

  • Zevvers commented on the post, forgotten 7 years, 9 months ago

    That one moment. How could I forget? It’s been a long time, but it meant so much to me. And yet, here I am, years later, with barely any recollection of it.