Scream your own name at me

Cry out your birth day, your death day

Plead with the earth to remember your life

Beg me to acknowledge you had a soul

I feel you shaking beneath me

Trembling with the fury that kept you warm

You miss the blood that kept you hot

You want back what you silenced and shed

You were birthed in a dying world

By a desperate woman

You fought life as a feral creature

Death ha...

As she walked up the steps to the gate, Arabelle was uncomfortably aware of the graves scattered around her. She had a faint memory of how she got to this place, but at the moment, her clearest memory was waking up and feeling the cold damp stone that her face was pressed against. She remembered getting to her feet and seeing a warm bright light about a hundred feet away from her. She wasn’t sure ...

i know it's pretty fucking difficult. i know it hurts like hell. i know you have a million thoughts in your head and you're i know it's pretty fucking difficult. i know it hurts like hell. i know you have a million thoughts in your head and you're repeating the same questions over and over. i know it feels like this pain will be forever and right now there is nothing ahead of you but darkness. i k...

The castle in the sky is a old legend from long ago about a castle that floated up to the sky. Hi, I’m Dogday, me and my friends are trying to find the castle in the sky. I don’t think it’s true but it might be.

‘Rattle rattle’ the plane is shaking severely “DogDay?” Hoppy asks “Yes?” “Why is the plane heading towards something in the sky?” I look at hoppy and then run to the cockpit. There it wa...

In the shadow of Our Lady of Sorrows Catholic Day School stood a graveyard. I had never dared to set my pretty foot in it. My maternal grandmother who was from the islands always coughed out tales of ‘jumbies’ –ghouls, demons, ghosts, and whatever other malevolent spirit you could think of. Along with these jumble stories came a long list of superstitions, and of course one of them was to always w...

I crawl through the dirt, the mist and grime. On hands and knees I creep ever closer to the great mosolium. I castle of death, centered around this vast and full cemetary. The stench of death perfectly mixed with the moisture of the air assaults my nose, overwhelming as it is, I continue on. Crawling passed graves and crypts. Each looking ancient and forgotten, dirty and barely legible. I see the ...

No matter where you are or what youre going through, always believe that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Just choose to focus on one thing at a time. Speak your truth even if your voice shakes. As time passes, nobody stays the same, but some people will still tell you that you have changed. Circumstances will direct you, correct you, and perfect you over time. When you get older you'll ...

I was sad , worried , scared. As I walked into the eerie and Tretchorus graveyard . This is where my dad lay ....

Walking down the path,

Where the moonlight collides with the cracked pavement.

Looking at the lights

That barely shed light on my way to you.

Finding my way down,

I sit by your grave.

The leaves slowly drift down my face.

As I shed a few tears

And walk down the path,

I think of all the beautiful memories

That we could never have—

Whilst walking down this path....

Whether it is the first cringe of morning or the final yawn of twilight, I have no clue. My methods of time-telling have long since been lost. It’s possible that all ties to time fell through humanity’s cracks, evidently they didn’t last long after I rested my head.

I’d figured as much, waiting in that place was a sign sure as any that it was merging closer and closer to what I had known before.

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