Short stories & poems

… … … … I saw the thought coming I knew it was bad Seen it’s destruction I’ve been told not to I know why as well So why didn’t I listen Why’d I do it still Scissors to skin Trying to draw blood Not a clue why Thinking it’s fine Normal and ok for me Knowing I’d worry If someone followed suit Even a bully Why can’t I cry I feel like I have to But instead I smile and laugh Like everything’s ok I don’t understand What’s happening to me

You’ve heard it, But I never showed it. I said “I love you,” but I never tried to kiss you. I’d get nervous when you’d lean for a hug, You were always by my side, but your affection, I’d just shrug.

I kept you on the sidelines too long. You moved on to another guy. I said ‘I love you,’ never proving it with actions Leaving you to question if words were true or wrong.

Now you’re gone, And I’m left in the silence, Wishing you were still here. Wondering what we could’ve been, If only I used more than words.

Our hearts are quite similar, Don’t you see? The one within you has been Scarred, And so has the one within me.

Scars cover my heart, Now no one wants it, Scars cover your heart, So no one will take it.

The scars on our hearts, They leave us to lives of Solitude, For nobody wants us.

Then our paths crossed, You and I met, And that’s when we realized, That with our scars, We could connect… So we did.

Paths intertwined, Lives intertwined, Souls intertwined, Everything about our Scarred selves And Scarred hearts Is intertwined.

The opposite of consrtruction Might just be destruction But there would be no production Without destruction.

For each and every brick And each and every stick Did not start with a magic trick But with destruction.

For the brick requires dirt And for that the earth gets hurt By mines the earth is girt And that is destruction.

Metals like iron, alloys like steel Farming for food to have a meal All break the earth, can you feel That is destruction.

So for the good of everyone Some destruction must be done Stewards of the earth we must become So that destruction becomes construction.

She loved the fair Especially the bouncy castle She jumped And jumped And played some games

Then it began The deflation

Lilly had to escape The deflating castle

It flattened And flattened More And more

It was slowly covering her Lilly was soon completely covered By the deflated castle She had to find a way out

She crawled around Trying to find an escape

Then she saw it A glimpse of the sky She headed towards it And made out

Lilly survived the castle Lilly: 1 Bouncy Castle: 0

I bought the biggest mirror I could find. I set it against my wall, stood back and stared. Disheveled I looked as my mind began its usual incineration of my body, until my glance changed to my eyes. Staring for so long real life began to fade.

I felt a cold wood under my feet. A brisk morning breeze sent a comforting chill down my spine. This is an unrecognizable satisfaction.

Peering up to a front yard, with a rusted old fence. My children ran past chasing each other. Their laughs levitated into the air, filling it with the simplest joy I have never experienced.

You came up behind me and touched my arm, laying your soft cheek on my shoulder. The scent of rose perfume filled my senses as we peered out into this new reality.

My glance snapped back to my broken gaze. Face now flushed, my eyes began to fog.

Footprints left on the oak wood floor, Paintings hung up on the wall, Water running, Pots clanging, Memories marked from th scribbles drawn on the wall, Sunny days meant hours spent outside, Movie nights every Friday, and sleepover every Saturday, Then the sound of moving trucks, To boxes stacked up, To an empty house, I find myself in a car heading away from the everything I’ve ever knew, In a new place full of people I’ve never seen before, Sunny days yet no friends to play with, Is this the new place im supposed to call home?

You left I left The room’s left Open

She walked into the room where her mother stood.

that dress. its perfect. why didn’t i think of that the way it fits her body would it look better on mine? no, of course not i don’t have hips like that, a stomach that flat, any of it. why does she have everything i am nothing compared to that if i was her i would not take that for granted not like she does why didn’t i get that stuff i deserve it more, don’t i?