Submissions by clo_chl

I lift my head up, he's still sitting there.
I wonder if he would ever see me?
probably not, sitting there while I stare.
why wont he look over? why cant he see?
I did my hair up like this just for him,
I wonder if he ever notices?
The way I feel is such a beautiful sin,
my heart is locked up and he is the key.
He starts to look up, my heart starts to squirm,
his friend says something to him, he laughs hard
he is known for his big laughing brown eyes.
"hey faggot" he shouts, my heart turns to shards
"stop looking at me fag"...

Dank, musty room
Dark blood dripping down the wall
the figure nears

I look over the dark body of water
The way the moon ripples over it.
A black mirror, but every so often small wrinkles appear and cross over the moon
Making the moon quiver and weaken.
I hear distant laughter come across the water,
My eyes meet with a young couple, holding hands
I quickly avert my eyes,
A feeling of intrusion arises inside me,
The cool, dry moss provides a quick escape from what I do not understand.
The rock I am seated on sends a cold feeling up my spine
I pull my clothes close to my centre
The truth begins to rise up into my...