I think I might dissolve, that’s right that’s the best I could do. its really my fault, I don’t need to be afraid of others, surely they are not afraid of me
You can put water in a glass with whatever you wish to dissolve. Stir it up and drink it! It may taste good, may not! You just never know. Maybe you have chosen something that has color to the dissolvent? It so, you will have a nice tint to the liquid you have dissolved your tablet in!
Let go of what you thought was real. Dance with the dust off your former life. Talk to me as a thousand rays of light, space dissolving back into what we are able to see.
The cacophony in her head ceased to clear out. Her endless musings became an incoherent bubble of fiasco, edging towards dangerous. All she needed was a distraction. No, not some stupid advice to meditate and do whatnot. Just a temporary distraction which could dissolve into her mind and restore the emptiness it was used to.
She longed for boredom, and freedom from those thoughts.
The tablet slowly dissolved as it sunk into the glass of water. As I waited for the tablet to disappear, I tried not to think about how awful my headache was.
As I sat, I saw the tips of my fingers begin to fade. I saw the ends of my hair turn clear and then disappear all together. My toes tingled as they evaporated into the air and my body slowly, surely, and silently began to dissolve. I was turning into the universe more than it would ever turn into me.
I lied in the space – in a firm hold. As every breath began to be more burdening, my fingertips and strands of hair started seeping away… One into another, and to the end.
*
too long (and cheesy), but once again all-encompassing capture; even if it is hard to notice
Thank You!
I dissolve into nothingness, become one with the ether that swirls colorless, tasteless among the population. I was once a part of you, but I disappeared, unnoticed, unwanted, as if I never existed at all.
This word scares me when I think of it as an emotional, metaphorical thing. I don’t want to think of my life dissolving, or time dissolving, or my emotions dissolving, or love, or identity…
This word is more innocent when it’s scientific. It’s just salt in water, sugar in tea, turmeric in methylated spirits and cloudy ammonia. That’s all that’s dissolving. Just substances. Not me.
Dreams dissolve. If you throw a tablet into water, it dissolves too. Dissolves. Obliterated. You’ll never see it again. But it still exists, although in a different form. It’s still there; but in bits and pieces, so tiny, you can’t even see them. Each iota floats in the water, but the original can’t be pieced together again. There’s a sense of finality when something dissolves. But perhaps it doesn’t disappear. It simply turns into another form.
he think while dissolve the tablet in glass of water that what’s wrong with his friend ? didnt get the clue but water dissolve the medicine. and he think that ok will give one more chance to friendship.
I dissolved a tablet in the water. I watched it fizz and dissolve into nothing. I drank the drink. Yuck! I hated panado tablets that you dissolve in water. They just taste wrong.
We merge into one another. Where do you end and I begin. I never learned detachment. You taught me attachment. I dissolve into you and see myself in all you do. In all I do, and I wish I didn’t.
It’ll melt away to nothing. Your pain that is. At its fullest you’ll never know that once the bubbles disperse, you’ll know that the pain is on the other side. It’s dissolved.
The colours faded as soon as they touched the water’s surface. The red and green, fading instantaneously. The pipette was poised above the meniscus, the drops fell one by one. My hand was steady. I was bored. Surely there are better ways of making science interesting.
The late night eats away at my already torn up soul.
It dissolves the remaining ounces of sanity that’s locked up between my temples.
Reality isn’t the same anymore.
This was the moment when I wanted to disintegrate, to dissolve into a great salty puddle and slip through the slats of the air vent, trickling down to whatever lay beneath. But I wasn’t dissolving. I was still solid and tangible and staring at the red-faced teacher in front of me, holding my phone in his hand. No one in the class snickered. They were all eerily silent.
Her fear did not dissolve. It was there like a stone intruding her airways, shaking her from the ground up to her five foot frame. If I run he’ll follow, if I stay he’ll kill me. She didn’t run, not at first. She looked to Wendy to her drawn face. Their history was not a happy one. She turned toward the crowd, gather like ducks around a pond, hard to slice through, harder to kill.
I think I might dissolve, that’s right that’s the best I could do. its really my fault, I don’t need to be afraid of others, surely they are not afraid of me
As she broke down, her brother can only watch as she slipped away from him before her eyes. One question remained on his mind: why didn’t I notice?
You can put water in a glass with whatever you wish to dissolve. Stir it up and drink it! It may taste good, may not! You just never know. Maybe you have chosen something that has color to the dissolvent? It so, you will have a nice tint to the liquid you have dissolved your tablet in!
the bacteria dissolve
in the water
they called ooze
some memories
dissolve faster
and remain as a buzz
Let go of what you thought was real. Dance with the dust off your former life. Talk to me as a thousand rays of light, space dissolving back into what we are able to see.
The milk left the botle in an intransigent Universe and began to dissolve
The cacophony in her head ceased to clear out. Her endless musings became an incoherent bubble of fiasco, edging towards dangerous. All she needed was a distraction. No, not some stupid advice to meditate and do whatnot. Just a temporary distraction which could dissolve into her mind and restore the emptiness it was used to.
She longed for boredom, and freedom from those thoughts.
Time.
It’s all it takes.
Eventually, everything fades.
Rather than evolve, we simply dissolve
Into the terrifying never-ending nothingness
Or the eternal bliss of the happy land of the Trinity.
The tablet slowly dissolved as it sunk into the glass of water. As I waited for the tablet to disappear, I tried not to think about how awful my headache was.
Slowly,
I dissolved
from the fear of losing
and loving you
As I sat, I saw the tips of my fingers begin to fade. I saw the ends of my hair turn clear and then disappear all together. My toes tingled as they evaporated into the air and my body slowly, surely, and silently began to dissolve. I was turning into the universe more than it would ever turn into me.
I watched him dissolve under crystal white grains of salt. Mother doesn’t like slugs, and neither do I.
he raised his voice, from a calm, commanding voice to yelling at the top of his lungs.
” JUST DO IT! ” He screamed at her, then hitting her.
She was whimpered, her body scarred with bruises and cuts, on her arms and legs, where the belt had hit.
I wish it could stop, I wish I could dissolve in air and disappear, she thought.
She watched as the gently lapping waves washed over her sand castle, dissolving more of its majestic presence with each repetition.
Something seemed wrong, though. A voice in her mind wouldn’t stop.
She gasped and reached into the castle to rescue the tiny kitten buried inside, but it was too late. He had dissolved too.
I lied in the space – in a firm hold. As every breath began to be more burdening, my fingertips and strands of hair started seeping away… One into another, and to the end.
*
too long (and cheesy), but once again all-encompassing capture; even if it is hard to notice
Thank You!
I dissolve into nothingness, become one with the ether that swirls colorless, tasteless among the population. I was once a part of you, but I disappeared, unnoticed, unwanted, as if I never existed at all.
This word scares me when I think of it as an emotional, metaphorical thing. I don’t want to think of my life dissolving, or time dissolving, or my emotions dissolving, or love, or identity…
This word is more innocent when it’s scientific. It’s just salt in water, sugar in tea, turmeric in methylated spirits and cloudy ammonia. That’s all that’s dissolving. Just substances. Not me.
Dreams dissolve. If you throw a tablet into water, it dissolves too. Dissolves. Obliterated. You’ll never see it again. But it still exists, although in a different form. It’s still there; but in bits and pieces, so tiny, you can’t even see them. Each iota floats in the water, but the original can’t be pieced together again. There’s a sense of finality when something dissolves. But perhaps it doesn’t disappear. It simply turns into another form.
@Senya 20 just superbb !!
he think while dissolve the tablet in glass of water that what’s wrong with his friend ? didnt get the clue but water dissolve the medicine. and he think that ok will give one more chance to friendship.
I dissolved a tablet in the water. I watched it fizz and dissolve into nothing. I drank the drink. Yuck! I hated panado tablets that you dissolve in water. They just taste wrong.
We merge into one another. Where do you end and I begin. I never learned detachment. You taught me attachment. I dissolve into you and see myself in all you do. In all I do, and I wish I didn’t.
It’ll melt away to nothing. Your pain that is. At its fullest you’ll never know that once the bubbles disperse, you’ll know that the pain is on the other side. It’s dissolved.
Dissolve in me. Dissolve in you. Pushing and pulling each other through a myriad of circles. We dance around each other.
how may I dissolve when I have nothing left to live for. who else out there even agrees with me?
The colours faded as soon as they touched the water’s surface. The red and green, fading instantaneously. The pipette was poised above the meniscus, the drops fell one by one. My hand was steady. I was bored. Surely there are better ways of making science interesting.
breakdown fallapart easeintopieces worndown bitbybit spreadthinandwornout lostandforgot buriedandchanged forgotten
The late night eats away at my already torn up soul.
It dissolves the remaining ounces of sanity that’s locked up between my temples.
Reality isn’t the same anymore.
This was the moment when I wanted to disintegrate, to dissolve into a great salty puddle and slip through the slats of the air vent, trickling down to whatever lay beneath. But I wasn’t dissolving. I was still solid and tangible and staring at the red-faced teacher in front of me, holding my phone in his hand. No one in the class snickered. They were all eerily silent.
Her fear did not dissolve. It was there like a stone intruding her airways, shaking her from the ground up to her five foot frame. If I run he’ll follow, if I stay he’ll kill me. She didn’t run, not at first. She looked to Wendy to her drawn face. Their history was not a happy one. She turned toward the crowd, gather like ducks around a pond, hard to slice through, harder to kill.
I place the pill onto my tongue and waited for it to dissolve. I can instantly feel the effects of it running through my veins. It kills me slowly.