n knows he shouldn't feel this way, knows it's selfish.

So, so many people have it worse, but, still... it lingers, sinks its claws into his chest and threatens to tear him apart from the inside.

He can't help it. Can't help the way he's always exhausted, never wanting to do anything but sleep, or the way he always seems to be in pain, no matter how many pills he's prescribed or hours he's uncons...

I hear him come in, and my blood already starts boiling. Without saying a word, he throws his jacket over the chair for the umpteenth time instead of hanging it in the hallway where it belongs. I roll my eyes but decide not to say anything. I don’t feel like having yet another fight. I grab the TV remote and put on my favorite show, Home and Away. I hear him rummaging in the cupboard, and he sits ...

How to make sense of a lie and still have it remain one hundred percent deception.

That’s right.

Without telling the truth there is no reality

It should be a language

Two sided sword two sided world

If multiple lies made up one lie that exposes other s. A lie after lies! I’m lying on the floor laughing. Lie.

My art teacher always told us that it’s the de-tales that matte her. Another one bi...

The man is not blindfolded. His eyes seem to bore through me, though I don’t believe he’s looking at me. I won’t look at him. I won’t look him in the eyes.

I think he’s looking around, maybe at the sky. Maybe the snow, or the facility behind us. What a dismal thing to look at before you die, all gray concrete and steel doors, bars on windows. Maybe he’s breathing in the cold winter air. Feeling ...

I pressed my body against the wall, fumbling with the door handle. My control of my fingers was rapidly slipping. Finally, with a weak kick, the door clicked shut. I clutched my stomach, wrapping both arms around my front and sliding to the floor.

Sweat dripped down my neck and back. Cold sweat. It seemed to freeze on the base of my neck. My breath heaved, but I couldn’t get enough oxygen. Bl...

A car pulls up to the end of the road leading to an empty open dessert. The middle of nowhere. Jeff flings the driver door open and stumbles out of the car. His face sweaty and his jacket hanging off his elbows. He runs out into the open until he stumbles and falls to his knees. He points his head to the sky to let out a scream. He falls backward into the ground and passes out....

Walking down my street

Leaves falling on the ground

Sun just starting to set

Headphones in my ear

Listening to songs of love

Wishing my life was like those songs

People passing

Only one caught my eye

A brunette boy

Blue eyes

Kinda short

About the same age maybe older

Riding a bike

A green bike

Looking at me

I stop in my tracks

He stops in his

He looks me in the eye

I look him in hi...

My breathing is heavy.

Unsteady.

I feel small,

Begging myself to not bawl.

Something in my chest coils around me,

And I can’t see.

My vision blurs

Something inside me stirs.

I reach

Feeling each…

Each wall

Each hall.

Each forestall.

Everything pressing in

Smashing into my skin.

I fall.

Needing to be small.

Curl up

Don’t look up

Don’t reach up

For the sun isn’t there.

For the people don’t care.

I ...

Blue eyes stare into mine. Blue as the Carribbean. Blends of real, turquoise, and tiffany. Cerulean, sky, and lapis. How mesmerizing they are, at such a comical moment. Have I been staring? Is it as long as it feels? I’ve never felt time slow down before. I understand that it’s not longer a myth.

But after last time, how can I trust anything? Even _his _eyes weren’t so…striking. Is this even som...

When Roman was five, he truly began to understand his powers.

Before that, he didn’t really get when his parents took him to the doctor and she diagnosed his powers as absorption.

She tried to describe it with metaphors. He was a mosquito. But a good one. Where he could take pain or emotions from people.

At the time, he didn’t get it. A mosquito. Those pesky bugs that he hated. He was like on...