l lay in my bed allowing my thaughts consume me. I glance ait my glowing digitas Clock. It reads 4:32 Am. My eyes shift back Into a comfortable spot, locked to stare at my bedroom ceiling. As i lay there l can feel the fibers of my own skin bonding and melting into my cold bed sheets. I'm like a decomposing rotting, dead body. Utterly motionless and lifeless . I sink deeper and deeper into my stif...

Roots hold a tree in place ,they branch underneath them , connecting where leaves can only dream off . They give you energy.

Not me . I am not a tree , why do i

have them ? They twist and tangle me , wrapping round me , choking me .

I am scared ….....

It was...Peculiar.

Every passing moment felt distant.

Every beloved memory felt forgotton.

Every feeling felt unfamiliar.

Everyone seemed new...

And all saw disgust towards him.

A simple glance at his own hands set disturbance upon him. It was as if he were looking at anothers' palms. Once full of visible life and prosperity, now engulfed in independent desires. It perplexed the man. The limb he...

Everyone tends to lose themselves in the Maze. Not many people make it out, and the ones who do are never the same. For this very reason, the majority of the citizens of Murkgate didn't take part. This challenge was reserved for the desperate and/or idiotic.

Frankie was not an exception. The debt her family carried for centuries was all too consuming. Her family risked losing their house if ...

With every bad deed I do, my body changes.

I discovered this when I first killed my brother. I’m not sure what drove me to do it. He was so loud and I just wanted him to shut up for good.

My first kill was sloppy and messy. We were in he forest and I pulled out a gun on him. The gun we used for protection. Incase a bear or wild animal attacked us.

In that moment, Max WAS an animal. And I was ...

The worlds spinning

I feel different

I don’t understand

Why is this happening

What’s happening

I don’t like this

I’m turning weird

My face is melting

I’m turning into something more

Something elsewise

More than anything

A weird creature

Wrapped around in vines and veins

The tiredness fades away

The alleyway is becoming foggy

I forgot everything

My names off the record

I spin o...

Was this a blessing? A curse? A punishment perhaps? Or.. or was this a responsibility? Thinking was so very difficult while standing on watch. The fighting has finally come to an end. I stand watch and my body returns to the forest around me. An exhalation of breath, and then a stillness overtakes my body that is so absolute it is as if Time itself has lost sight of me within the woods.

That is ...

It has been weeks since the attack. The gnarled wound has only gotten worse — where it first wept blood it now leaks black ichor; part of it is always open, always shedding that foul liquid. Some of the wound has healed in warped, scaled scabs… the veins surrounding the slash are dark and bulging. It has an odor akin to rotting meat mixed with something acidic, sour.

But it wasn’t all bad. I no l...

It was happening again, my skin turning blue my eyes burning like fire and my hands covered in blood. I started to freeze, I couldn’t move my legs, then my arms, then my head. I was still like a statue.

All of a sudden my body was burning like I had fallen in a pit of lava, my legs, then my arms, the my head. Nothing felt right. I didn’t know what to do so I ran, into the woods where something w...

I cry then I cut. Three cuts on my wrist. Swollen and sore. I try to hide them. No one has asked if I’m okay. I’m not and I need help. I need someone to be here for me and take away my burdens. The voices keep telling me that I’m not good enough and that I should give up. Help me…...