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The table was piled up high. Shiny platters littered the table. Barely any space to fit people around it. Oh the decadence. Oh the shame
» Posted By esky1118 On 06.10.2014 @ 3:58 am
It was a lazy kind of day. She dragged her feet underneath her, feeling all too lethargic. Maybe it was the heat of the sun pelting through the windows; not a breath of air coming through the shutters.
» Posted By esky1118 On 04.13.2014 @ 7:05 pm
He grabbed her tightly. Supporting her. Wrapping her in his arms. He whispered something softly in her ear. But what; she didn’t quite catch. And they let the world pass by.
» Posted By esky1118 On 03.28.2014 @ 12:32 pm
She was pure gold. With a smile that lit up the room. You knew when she was around.
» Posted By esky1118 On 03.26.2014 @ 2:57 pm
I see plenty of these coming through my door. Daily. Each one bruised and battered. Each one with a story to tell. Each one with a certain something that you just can’t quite put your finger on.
» Posted By esky1118 On 03.25.2014 @ 7:25 pm
You hurt my heart when you say nothing. It holds back my soul from letting it feel what it ultimately does. It tangles me in knots. It has no pretty bows. It just hurts my heart when you say nothing.
» Posted By esky1118 On 03.25.2014 @ 2:38 am
The page become a playground. The only place where one world could be lost, and another world created; where another reality could take form.
» Posted By esky1118 On 02.15.2014 @ 6:19 pm
This starlit night is not bright enough to show me the details of your face. And my mind can’t quite conjure up enough to form a vivid picture.
» Posted By esky1118 On 02.05.2014 @ 12:35 pm
Life was flickering before their eyes. And yeh, people sat and watched. They nibbled on popcorn and giggled at the funny bits. I don’t know if anyone stayed for the entire film though. Maybe it got too boring. Or maybe it just got uncomfortable.
» Posted By esky1118 On 02.04.2014 @ 5:26 pm
Twisting and turning, she lost her way. Disoriented she stumbled, struggling just to stay on her feet. The wind was calling her name, but she couldn’t quite make it to the shore.
» Posted By esky1118 On 01.30.2014 @ 11:35 am
This whole thing didn’t go as she had planned. But yet, her whole world came crashing in around her that day. This world is which she lived was not real. No, this was not reality.
» Posted By esky1118 On 01.28.2014 @ 12:52 pm
There is this one thing that needs to be mentioned in life. This one thing that bothers the very core of existence. We are programmed to flee. Programmed to run and hide.
» Posted By esky1118 On 10.22.2013 @ 2:20 am
I never thought that it would come to this. As I stand there, peering through the foggy window. A small child’s hand print still smeared across the bottom edge. I rub my eyes a few times but the image before me remains. Although it baffles me, I know that this is it. This isn’t in my head, a mere figment of my imagination.
» Posted By esky1118 On 10.21.2013 @ 12:46 am
It wasn’t like all the books and movies described it. There was no fire. It wasn’t particularly hot. No-one had tails or horns. No….it was much worse. There was emptiness. There was nothingness.
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.23.2013 @ 3:01 am
How could you even measure the space in between you and me?
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.20.2013 @ 2:16 am
When I’m quiet, that’s when I’m most heard. When I’m sitting in that deep dark silence, that’s when I know the most. When I have tears running down my face, that’s when I’m most overjoyed.
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.14.2013 @ 7:20 pm
Wanting to scream. To pull a few hairs out. To punch something. Tipping furniture over on it’s back. That was the way it was inside.
Not quite on the exterior though. Appearing timid. So quiet and placid and serene.
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.10.2013 @ 9:49 pm
Mixed roots. Yeh. He could relate to that.
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.07.2013 @ 1:58 pm
Every night. Sitting around that old boat wood table. He would engulf. Ravenous. Without cease.
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.03.2013 @ 2:53 pm
It was an historic occasion. I don’t really know why. But something in the air, the way it smelt, told me that it was. This was going to be a part of me, of this place, for a very long time.
» Posted By esky1118 On 09.02.2013 @ 10:18 pm
All empty. Scattered on the floor around him. His face smiled. But his bones were screaming.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.29.2013 @ 12:39 pm
All of the dirty washing, hung out to show the world. Pinks, blues, browns, greys, purples and yucky off whites all strung up in a row. But she didn’t care. The world needed to know. The world needed to know that no matter how hard one tries to wash and scrub and clean, there will always be a dirty piece in the mix.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.28.2013 @ 3:45 pm
The world weighed. How the world came in to existence, what happened between then and now. Feeling like she had to make a decision she chose where her head would lay. It was there for a while, spinning around in her head, just like the world itself.
But someone hit a switch. There was now indecision. There was uncertainty.
There was joy and freedom in that place.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.17.2013 @ 5:40 pm
Well that was blown out of the water wasn’t it?!
No longer craved for. No longer sought after.
But rather; invasion. Every inch of being invading hers.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.19.2013 @ 9:57 pm
With hands across chest. Loud and proud, voices pelted out “God of nations at the feet.”
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.22.2013 @ 7:44 pm
I knew a man once. He had this quality. Constantly. Assertion upon assertion upon assertion.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.22.2013 @ 12:56 am
It was just a snap shot. One small moment in a sea of time. But he captured it well. Every muscle twitch, every bat of the eyelid, every drop of sweat that slid down that dirty, blood stained check. He captured it all.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.25.2013 @ 2:33 am
She often cried herself to sleep, uncontrollable tears that just kept flowing, spilling black marks all over his pristine t-shirt. Her only comfort, the warmth of his arms and the reassurance that he was always right there.
But now he wept. Now his tears were flowing.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.15.2013 @ 7:29 pm
The thoughts spun around in her mind all day. Tracing over and over again. Oh those events. Oh the distress. Oh the shame. She kept replaying them. Over and over. Around and around. Tracing over and over. Oh those events. Over and over they spun in her mind. She just couldn’t shake them. Over and over. Time and time again.
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.12.2013 @ 12:52 am
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Why would you leave the 99 to find the 1?
» Posted By esky1118 On 08.10.2013 @ 2:52 am