Submissions by kittykat1031
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Invisible
The pain the pain,
why'd god choose this game?
Even though I feel the same.
now that I am lying in a bed.
I feel no hope, only dread.
The pain pierces my heart,
how did I not know this from the start?
Even on the day I was born,
I will always be nothing more then..
mourned...
why'd god choose this game?
Even though I feel the same.
now that I am lying in a bed.
I feel no hope, only dread.
The pain pierces my heart,
how did I not know this from the start?
Even on the day I was born,
I will always be nothing more then..
mourned...
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Wolf Spirit: Her
I called out for him
With my wolf within
Through our bond
I knew something was wrong
He was speechless
I felt the incompleteness
I felt his amber eyes gaze upon my face
My heart started to race
My wolf had phased
He looked so amazed
I kissed him hard
letting down my guard
Now we were free
to love and to be
Just him, my wolf and me….[font=Georgia]
With my wolf within
Through our bond
I knew something was wrong
He was speechless
I felt the incompleteness
I felt his amber eyes gaze upon my face
My heart started to race
My wolf had phased
He looked so amazed
I kissed him hard
letting down my guard
Now we were free
to love and to be
Just him, my wolf and me….[font=Georgia]
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Wolf Spirit: Him
wolf spirit
i was panting
i was stamping
through the snow
to find my Moe
i clenched my jaw
i knew what i saw
Through our bond
I know something was wrong
we ran toward our mate
we knew this was fate
I kissed her hard
I let down my guard
She said she loved me
We now are free
to love and to be
just her, my wolf and me…
i was panting
i was stamping
through the snow
to find my Moe
i clenched my jaw
i knew what i saw
Through our bond
I know something was wrong
we ran toward our mate
we knew this was fate
I kissed her hard
I let down my guard
She said she loved me
We now are free
to love and to be
just her, my wolf and me…
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murder at midnight
murder
The floor was red
My body had bled
the tile was cold
I had a hole
inside my chest
its time to rest
I screamed inside
but only one hears
please take away my fears
This man walked up
with my blood in a cup
He poured it on my face
he opened his gun case
he grabbed the gun
i know i'll never see the sun
he thinks this is so much fun
he pulled the lever
he had severed my brain
i didn't want to die in vain
i fell out the window sill
i landed flat on a hill
i scrambled to...
The floor was red
My body had bled
the tile was cold
I had a hole
inside my chest
its time to rest
I screamed inside
but only one hears
please take away my fears
This man walked up
with my blood in a cup
He poured it on my face
he opened his gun case
he grabbed the gun
i know i'll never see the sun
he thinks this is so much fun
he pulled the lever
he had severed my brain
i didn't want to die in vain
i fell out the window sill
i landed flat on a hill
i scrambled to...
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serial killer's death
I was sitting very still, blood dripping from my nails.
As i was watching out my window at the water and the sails.
When i gazed upon a familiar face
i remembered our ancient meeting place.
Now the pain was on its way up my coat
all i could feel was dread and hope.
when someone walked in and grabbed my throat
I struggled and pulled but it was no use
i knew it was my time to die,
but then someone walked in and killed the guy.
they walked over to me, and i screamed Clarissa!
the thought of her
made me ache in pain
i sat...
As i was watching out my window at the water and the sails.
When i gazed upon a familiar face
i remembered our ancient meeting place.
Now the pain was on its way up my coat
all i could feel was dread and hope.
when someone walked in and grabbed my throat
I struggled and pulled but it was no use
i knew it was my time to die,
but then someone walked in and killed the guy.
they walked over to me, and i screamed Clarissa!
the thought of her
made me ache in pain
i sat...
677 reads
4 Comments
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