Ghosty

I like writing, reading and anime “So no, he didn’t give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity” - Belly

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Ghosty

I like writing, reading and anime “So no, he didn’t give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity” - Belly

Writings

Followers

Following

Pain

Ghosty

1 min read

Pain. Sharp and deep.

I never liked pain.

Or things that hurt me.

But here I was.

Laying in a tub half full, with a cold blade against my wrist.

How did I come to this conclusion?

I’ve seen enough.

Enough of what life has to offer me to leave early.

Enough of all the rape, torture, murder and war.

Enough of all the love, family, friends and warmth.

Nothing felt real.

Nothing felt like mine.

I wa...

Poetry

Mine

Ghosty

1 min read

Red stained my hands and clothes, spreading to every nearby surface. I looked in the shattered mirror, in the corner I saw the flash of a knife; it was as if it was reminding me of what had just occurred. I focus back onto my reflection, no sympathy or grieve. She deserved this, she knew he was mine. She dared to cross a deeply rooted line and this was her consequence. Even if it had been years si...

Without You

Ghosty

1 min read

It’s weird to think that someone can be living and breathing right in front of you and the next minute they just, stop. How does someone go from talking and laughing to being just gone, dead. Even now I wonder how just a few days ago we were talking and now you’re here. In a grave. How can such a petty accident erase a persons whole future, how can it erase every single memory you had with them. ‘...

Broken Pieces

Ghosty

1 min read

Life never goes as planned. It’s never perfect nor an absolute mess. It goes through every unexpected turn you throw at it.

I learned at a very young age, that you can’t stay on track if you close your eyes. I’d sat at my desk writing stories about millions of situations. But, how does one tell a well structured story, when their life is absolute chaos....

Sleeping City

Ghosty

1 min read

The world looked different from up here,

It was quiet and the city looked asleep.

Twinkling lights shined in the distance as a delicate breeze brushed against my skin.

This was it.

I wasn’t scared or anxious,

I was relaxed and calm.

All my worries and hurt had flew far away into the night sky.

As my eyes flickered down again, I saw street lamps flutter from beneath.

With one last deep breath,

I t...

Dreaming Of Us

Ghosty

1 min read

Goodbyes are always hard. When you first meet a person you don’t think about the day you’ll see them for the last time or begin to think of them as a stranger.

So when I heard the news that the lump growing abnormally large on my right breast was cancer, I knew there wasn’t much time. There were too many people, too many people to say goodbye and too many people who I couldn’t leave just yet.

Eve...

Forever Fever

Ghosty

2 min read

Soulmates, platonic or romantic, are the apparent person that was destined to meet you. However at the ripe age of 21, I had yet to find so much as someone to call a friend, let alone a best friend. Perhaps it started when I was younger, the children would just waltz by without so much as a glance my way. Or maybe it was my vibe, I guess loner didn’t seem to be an appealing quality. Slowly as I gr...

Magic Of Love

Ghosty

1 min read

For days when I was younger, I would sit on the curb to my house and watch the cars drive by. I would wonder what their names were and where they were going. Sometimes I would get the thought that maybe my soulmate had just driven past and I had no idea.

Nowadays the thought of a soulmate is hard to conjure up. I believe growing up makes the magical experience of love somewhat fade into a realist...

Romance

Poetry