Chapter 1

I knew all along this was how my world would end. Two parts of my very essence fighting one another desiring to conquer the other. Leaving my soul tattered and bruised. Barely hanging on in this realm. Forcing it to flicker between the brilliance of light and dimness of night. Which path will my soul drift towards. The future left so unclear so indecisive. The struggle seemed endles...

The way she smiled at everyone with such gentleness is what made me start to fall for her. Everyone I ever get close to get hurt majorly or dies in some violent way. All I have ever wanted was to be close to someone, close enough to know I am loved. But loved in the sweet way where you are told just how beautiful you are in the morning light as you sink a cup of coffee or just the look in their ey...

Bloody heart.

Broken feelings.

Bleeding wounds.

Blinded mind.

And it’s your fault.

I didn’t think you were capable of such wreckage- but then again, the devil was once a beautiful angel.

You messed with my feelings.

You messed with my heart.

My mind.

My love.

My care.

You took my pain and turned it into daggers. You took my love are turned it into your very own gold. Now you bathe in it, bask...

The music played off the jukebox as each of us took a seat around the table. The old watering hole, known to all as the Crow’s Nest, was deserted with the old bartender as the only guest. The old geezer, Moe, as he was widely known, wiped down a glass tumbler like most bartenders did. He just wanted this to be over like all the rest of us did.

We were all here for a purpose. That purpose being co...

All I could do was stand there and watch it burn. His house and every last thing he owned was engulfed in flames. That piece of shit deserved it. I did everything I could to bring out the good in him and kill the monster, but I could have gotten myself killed. I’m still not sure how I’m not dead already. I almost died a few times.

The longer I stood there the more anxious I was. His house was bu...

I think part of me thought we could push through any obstacle in our way. Love conquers all right? It sure did at 18 and it even mostly did at 22. 26 is different though. Love isn’t enough to help keep a clean house or to stop the fighting. Making up doesn’t feel the same anymore. I don’t remember the last time I looked in your eyes and actually saw you; the you at 18 where your eyes could make me...

i knew all along that this is how it would end.

i knew that once you finally realized that i am not enough

that i am not as perfect as others

that i don't have the perfect hair or body or eyes or smile

i don't have paper white teeth or perfectly smooth skin

i knew that once you noticed all the things i hate about myself

you would hate me too

you would realize you can do so much better

your perfe...

The hero collapsed onto a rock, dropping the blood covered sword onto the ground. In front of him lay the old dragon who was finally defeated after its years of terrorising the locals. The perfect fairy tale ending to the story. When he had caught his breath he grabbed his blade and dragged himself back to the village. He could barely see in front of him due to dehydration and pure exhaustion, pur...

She told me she loved me.

Five o’clock, the sun burning our eyes as we sat leaning against the chain link fence looking out on the playground.

She said, “I love you.”

I was moving my hand to pick a dandelion, just grasping the stem between two fingers when she touched my hand.

“I love you.”

I heard the words, I felt them rush through me like cider. bubbling and sizzling and warm. But I couldn...

As they walked out of the house, he locked the door, she shuffled a few feet away as to stall for his return to her side. They walk to their truck out on the gravel drive. He opens the door for her and helps her up into the passenger side of the bench. As he walks around to the drivers side door, he glances up at the night sky, the stars shining and the moon as full as ever. Getting into the drive...