LotheCreator

Exploring and expressing the depth of my inner-world💖🌅🧘🏼‍♀️✨🌠🫧🎨🔮🧬🕉️

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LotheCreator

Exploring and expressing the depth of my inner-world💖🌅🧘🏼‍♀️✨🌠🫧🎨🔮🧬🕉️

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The Beauty of Being Asleep

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1 min read

Once you put on those glasses, there’s no going back.

You feel the weight of the world, always on attack.

Your lenses swapped out, your vision more clear.

Seeing how this world is ran by fear.

I choose this route, I did indeed.

Knowledge is power, and that’s what I need.

But sometimes I envy those who are asleep.

They don’t feel the darkness, that’s trying to creep.

Yes, there world is an illusion...

Poetry

Missing Puzzle Piece

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1 min read

Figuring out which path to take is tough. My mind racing, calculating every possible outcome. Should I do this? Or this? Or that? Do I dump everything I know and start fresh? Whichever route I end up choosing, will be from the silent voice of my subconscious. Leading and guiding me in all my ways. My goal is to fill this void within. It almost feels like the last missing piece to this 10,000-piece...

New Territory

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1 min read

Crossing the lines to the world of the unknown is utterly terrifying. But a journey I am willing to take. The last thing Bubba said to me was “Be careful out there.”...

Adventure

Something’s Under There

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1 min read

A young girl decided to venture off the nearby parks trail when she caught a glimpse of the frozen pond. The pond where a majority of her summer memories spring from. As she tapped her foot on the lakes icy glass surface, testing its boundaries. She then put all of her weight down and to her surprise nothing happened. This body of water was rock solid. She began slowly walking across its surface, ...

Crime

Mystery

Connector of Two Worlds

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1 min read

From the outside, it looks to be just an average bridge. Connecting one building to another through the form of a walkway. But really it’s the passageway from the mutant world and the human world. No ordinary person can just cross this bridge. Let alone even find it. Yes from down on the street, it is visible. But once you get up there, it’s no where to be found. The passage way is hidden behind a...

Fantasy

Science fiction

Can You Hear Me?

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1 min read

I’ve been knocking for ages.

Seasons have gone through all stages.

Begging and pleading, waiting to be heard.

All I really need is just one word.

How long does it take to hear that sound?

Or get that feeling that you’ve been found?

Maybe I’m not being loud enough.

Or this whole thing is just a bluff.

I feel boxed in, soundproofed and all.

But I guess all I can do, is keep trying to call....

Poetry

What Is This?

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1 min read

The metal eye blinks, observing this world.

Analyzing and calibrating, its core pearled.

Observing its delicate, metallic fingers.

The sensors whirling, its mind lingers.

Softly examining the glossy, red fruit.

A moment of hesitation, need to reboot.

Its sensors flooded after a calculated bite.

Analyzing textures, the data was bright.

Flavors deconstructed into chemical compounds.

Sweet. Tart. And...

Poetry

Can You Keep A Secret?

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1 min read

There are secrets sewn into the skin.

Threads pulled tight where silence begins.

They live in corners, dark and small.

In places we hide them, behind the wall.

In the quiet they fester, in silence they grow.

Unseen, unknown, but they always know.

They are the weight in the hollow of the chest.

They burn in the throat, the ache in the breast.

Untold, unspoken, they lie and they wait.

And we carry t...

Poetry

Well-Known Secrets

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1 min read

The whispers weave between the cracks.

Secrets everyone knows but never unpacks.

They linger in the air, passing from soul to soul.

Until they’ve reached us all, in full control.

We all know the secrets, buried deep down.

They’re not just whispers, it’s the word of the town.

We’ve chained ourselves to them, leaving us scarred.

Casting this shell around us and it is quite hard.

But we’ll keep prete...

Poetry

I Trade Me For You

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2 min read

Ultimately, she decided to marry the king, but not for power or riches…but to liberate us all. She knew that chaining herself to this man would be the ultimate sacrifice….a sacrifice for her people. Nineteen year old Elena would give up her life in return for the town to not be incinerated. The king was going to burn down Feebles, one of Trutopia’s first settled town’s. King Marger had plans to ma...

Fantasy