Hey! Iâm just a troubled girl who deals with the struggles of being a teenager through writing. All while listening to Ghost for hours on end and editing my novel.
Hey! Iâm just a troubled girl who deals with the struggles of being a teenager through writing. All while listening to Ghost for hours on end and editing my novel.
Some nights I lay silently on the grass and listen to the trees argue. Most quarrels are quite entertaining to eavesdrop on. Some are tiring, pointless, and not worth listening to. Today, when I lay down on my spot by the lake, my name is tossed into their conversation.
âIt looks like Lillian has returned.â An oak tree spoke.
âWho?â The groggy timbre of the weeping willow answered.
âLillian! Th...
The rusted key fits the lock like it always does, but the house no longer feels like home. My mind is fogged, and too many things have changed. Itâs as if my memories were stolen from me by an unknown authority.
My dog Desmond is still chained in the back yard, left behind like always. He curls around himself as he naps, leaves and brambles catching in his long curly fur. Whenever I walked in, he...
The worldâs colors shine brightest in the darkness of night. Extravagant building lights shroud out the stars, stripping them of their beauty. Women and men alike wear expensive brands on their wrists and necks, glinting their alleged wealth.
At 8:00, I would stand on my balcony and adore these fascinating things as they pass me by without a second thought. My robe would be wound tight around my...
My mother spoke to me for the last time when I was sixteen just days after my father died. She told me that after five years, she will meet me between where two strings of light touch the ground. Within those five years, Iâve remained just as clueless and the day she vanished from my life. Most of the belongings that would have given me at least a sliver of closure had been sold at a garage sale w...
I would do anything
For you
While I cradle you
In my arms when you were two
I would do anything
For you
While you scream, throw things, and cry
Because you canât understand why
I would do anything
For you
While you slam your door
And you canât take me anymore
I would do anything
For you
While youâre six feet underground
My mind and heart unwound...
I recognized him as soon as he walked through the door. While he made himself at home on my new couch, I froze. His hands felt around for the missing cat fur, for the stains he used to never care about sitting on. I couldnât do this right now.
âWhere is the box of my things you were supposed to return weeks ago?â
My weekend chores exhausted me. I was a useless, dead battery. A confrontation, or...
The waters know what it means to be battered to and fro. It despairs at the blood spilled within its depths. With every hurricane, they reach out for comfort to be met with disappointment as humans run away in fear.
The only person who kindly responds to them is me.
But I am moving out of state in a few days to a place where oceans canât go. My dad got promoted at his finance job, and that requi...