I will spend the rest of my day
Stuck in this hourless corridor,
No clock to tell the minutes by,
Every second a wasted one.
And now the script remains unplayed --
A joyful scene now turns to horror;
The audience won't laugh, won't cry,
Won't see again this morning's gun.
Millions of phantoms float by my eyes
Through this graveyard of past plans failed
My spirits lifting, then falling with each
...
As I embark on this journey today,
I need to set my eyes on You, my lifeline.
The world’s beginning to crumble like clay
As I embark on this journey today.
The plot’s upon us and time slips away;
Beware that soon there will be no more “next time.”
As I embark on this journey today,
I need to set my eyes on You, my lifeline....
(sorry idk how well it fits the prompt)
Guilty lived half the time in a world
(where surfacing not underneath plans unfurl)
May blank november january
She laughed her some she cared her none.
Girls and boys (both covered and veiled)
Cares for guilty never prevailed
They worked their please they earned their thank
Morning noon five blank
Visibles guessed (or so she thought
And forward they moved...
I know you think it's no big deal:
A little bit once in a while,
But don't forget why you conceal
What has landed you in your trial.
Don't know if you realize the danger
You're putting yourself into.
He is no better than a stranger;
I don't mean to me, but to you.
I know you know I get explosive
When you try to mention desire;
You don't see your habit's corrosive -
You don't see it's causing the...
Birds in the sky, plummeting down
Quizzical glance, hint of a frown
It seems to me that the sky is falling.
Birds on the ground, small broken bones
People that hide, stuck in their homes
You cannot run from the sky when it breaks.
Beaks and feathers, clouds moon and stars
Need to escape, the world is ours
When the sky drops heaven's right where we stand....
"Today was the day the play started.
I nearly had missed my cue.
Dodging the extras who've been too soft-hearted,
My mind remained locked on you."
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The plot now is barreling towards me,
Preparing to crush me to death.
I guess it's true it adds action to the story,
And now you're all that I have left.
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...
Trying to block out
The noise
The voices
The screaming
The crying
The threats
Filling the space around me
The panic
Filling my head
Gripping my entire body
Forcing me to freeze
A million things to do before tomorrow
How am I expected to accomplish anything
When this is the environment I'm trapped in?
But still,
Tomorrow's a new day.
Maybe I'll scrape by;
Maybe no one will notice
How unprepared I...
We sit on the couch
As though nothing is wrong,
And I catch a glimpse of your wrist:
Diagonal white line,
Too straight, too neat,
And all too easily missed.
My mind automatically
Expects the worst
And tears spring to my eyes;
Although with all
The trouble you're in,
It should be no surprise.
Perhaps I am
Too paranoid
Or perhaps it is true,
But please keep going.
Keep going for me;
Your little...
(I tried to find a prompt that fit the random story thing I wrote months ago that I just found while going through google docs lol)
Zoe squinted at the gigantic landmark directly in front of her, the sun glaring into her eyes. It towered over her and appeared to be made of stone. It looked as if it was some sort of bizarre abstract sculpture. Was it? Or did it just happen to be there naturally? ...
