Annie 🍯🌻🧸

I don’t think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains- Anne Frank

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Annie 🍯🌻🧸

I don’t think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains- Anne Frank

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If Only

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

1 min read

If only I had tried to get to know you enough

I could’ve understood what made you distrust

If only I could’ve been there, been by your side

Maybe, just maybe, I’ll try reverse time

If only you had told me that you were hurting inside

Then possibly on that Monday morning, you wouldn’t of died

If only you’d told me that you were in pain

That it was driving you crazy, you felt insane

If only...

I’m Not Crazy

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

2 min read

You are here because the outside world rejects you. They don’t want you. You’re different, you’re strange. You’re peculiar and you’re just not like everybody else. Your mind, your mind thinks differently to the people around you.

They think you’re crazy. You’re crazy. You’re so damn crazy. They think you’ll do something, something that is dangerous. Are they worried about you or their reputation...

Before Bedtime

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

1 min read

I fly high above the clouds

Swooping in and out, up and away

I look down below at the crowds

Thousands of specks, scattered astray

I float up to heaven’s golden gates

And am greeted by two angels

They tell me that my time still awaits

I see my grandma as I float away, how painful

I decide to take the angel’s words

Maybe take a look or two around

I continue to fly next to the birds

See by...

Enochlophobia

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

2 min read

Crowds. I hate them with all my heart. The feeling of being pressed up between bodies, between people that I may not know, between people that might be dangerous, that’s scary. Very scary. When I’m in a crowd, my head starts throbbing and a loading banging noise sounds in my ears, like something is trying to escape. I wish I knew what.

The fear of crowds is ‘professionally’ called Enochlophobia. ...

Listen

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

2 min read

“Your room is an absolute mess! It’s a complete pig sty, this is an atrocity!” My mum yells at me, a cold hard glare set in her eyes, directed solely at me.

“How could you say that?! It’s not mess, it just has...character. My art teacher told me that a messy room shows creativity and personality,” I shoot back. I have to be careful not to raise my voice too much though, she’s still my mum and I o...

To Live To Die

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

1 min read

The first day on the job

The cards tell me

To finish a dying man

Crying on his knees

I find his exact location

And arrive to see family

Gathered around his body

Everybody cries profusely

I scan the body lying there

My sources come to report

A father of two, dying of cancer

No mother was present to support

My heart cries a little

As I hold my scythe

Over the man’s limp body

I check my...

The Assassinator

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

2 min read

The Club of All Sorts Part III:

My heart hammers and alarm bells ring in my head, yelling at me to escape this situation I have found myself in, but how? I can feel Maya trembling and shaking as she clings onto my hand in fear. Alex’s face mirrors mine, pure terror.

“Don’t shoot, please. What do you want?” Alex whispers and I see the man slightly hesitate, cocking his gun down just a bit. My fea...

The Ultimate Team

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

2 min read

The Last Tent VI:

An agent standing by the large reception desk drops her coffee mug and it shatters into thousands of pieces on the marble floor. Jaws are dropping everywhere as the alarm bells ring endlessly in my head. I try to wave at the fairies, telling them to hide again, but I know it’s no use.

“Hey guys...long time no see huh?” I say slowly. What a way to make an entrance. An entourage...

The Goddesses Of The Ocean And Sky

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

2 min read

We walk down the dock, our arms linked with one another, and there is sentimental peace that hangs in the air. It’s filled with worry, sadness and fear but also...tranquility.

Jennie’s hair looks brown in the light and I giggle quietly. She’s always wanted to dye her pitch black hair a different colour, but the sun has already done it for her! She catches my failed attempt at stifling my laugh an...

My Voodoo Doll

Annie 🍯🌻🧸

1 min read

Her skin is rough white cloth

Any moment, she can fall apart

She has thousands of colourful pins

Sticking out of her heart

Used for worrisome purposes

A form of dangerous revenge

Just stick a pin in and wish

And you’ll never see your foe again

Little voodoo doll, hanging up so high

You were once a child’s play toy

You hold the most power in the world

The pain you cause, do you enjoy?

Dol...