I realised life was precious when told I'd actually died.
Empty silence fills the air and wounds her soul deeply.
The quiet in her mind slowly drives her to madness.
cynicism, or voyeurism???
and snaps it into pieces.
Releasing what is useless in my life with no regret
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
always loved, always safe..
Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
and subtract emotions to survive
and suddenly everything has changed.
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)
His are real. Control Alt Delete.
and think ink won't spill.
- ten word story
.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
His lips whispered silent words of passion against her skin
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
"I don't believe in feminism, but I believe in equality."
Emotionally, physically, mentally
because you're afraid of losing it
his pride turns to regret.