I narrowed my eyes at her, laughing nervously. âWhat do you mean youâve killed someone?â
âIâm serious, babe. We need to get moving. Pack your bags.â She moved to enter our bedroom, but I blocked her. âMove.â She demanded.
âLove, who did you kill?â
âShe kept critiquing me and I felt insulted.â She mumbled, slowly leaning closer to me until her arms were around my waist.
âPlease, just tell me w...
I slide the red backpack across the table to the hooded figure across me. He peers inside. âWhere the hell did you find this?â The astonishment in his gravelly voice was not well hidden.
âDoes it matter? You got what you want, now give me what I want.â He peeks at me from under his hood.
âWhat if itâs fake?â He drops the bag back on the table.
âItâs not.â I slide the red back back across the ta...
Venom runs through my veins
It drives me insane
I run back to my drug
Waiting for him to pull out the rug
Poison is man
Fangs sink into my skin
Taking over me in a win
I run back to my drug
Waiting for him to pull out the rug
Poison is man
Iâm yanked back for his gain
Venom seeping through my veins again
I run back to my drug
Waiting for him to pull out the rug
Poison is man
And I...
I lay in the darkness
Drowned in my thoughts
No panic
No tears
Just silence
And through my thoughts
I drift to the brighter side
No panic
No tears
All fantasy
Too soon I woke
My voice caught in my throat
No panic
No tears
Just exhaustion and recovery
(Hello! This is a poem about a surgery recovery I actually went through. I wrote down as much about it as I could remember. Due to ...
My head snapped over to where he stood, but he disappeared before I could react. He stormed over to where I was, the anger pouring off of him in waves. He checked the lock on the window. He scowled at me and pushed the window open. âTried to escape again, hm?â I looked at him in disbelief.
âI didnât unlock that.â
âI wouldâve if Iâd known it was open though.â I thought to myself.
âI donât need...
I opened my eyes slowly. There was a soft mattress underneath me and sheets over my body. My injured arm was bandaged tight. Just then I heard footsteps approach and a lock click. The door opened to reveal Butch with a plate of food and jug of water. I licked my lips, suddenly realizing I was famished and dehydrated. I got out of the bed quickly only to get dizzy again like before and I collapsed ...
I held my breath and his heavy foot falls came closer. I ran through my options quickly. Either wait and fight, jump out now to fight, surrender, or run and hope for the best. No good options. Running was risky, but I donât see how Iâll be able to fight him considering my injury. I was dragged out of my thoughts. His body pressed against mine, pinning me to the wall. Damn! âTrying to run, hm?â He ...
I opened my eyes. The chilling feeling of cold metal wrapped around my neck brought me back to my situation. I tried to ove my arms. Cold metal trapped my wrists again. Even though it was probably hubris to try, I tried moving my legs. Alas, my ankles had been pinned down too, restraining any movement I could make. I was on my back on a table, but no just any table. Butchâs torture table. It was o...
I held my sisterâs hand tightly as we plummeted to our deaths. Bullets rained down on us, but surprisingly none hit us. He must have terrible aim. I pulled Charlotte close by her hand and wrapped my arms around her. Twisting in the air, I made sure she wouldnât take the impact. âI love you, Charlotteâ
We hit the ground and then everything went black.
I woke up to someone shaking me. Charlotte l...