Twinkle, twinkle, little star

Up above the world so high

Like a diamond in the sky…

Amrynn hummed the melody, vaguely mouthing the words she could remember. An alien lullaby.

She leaned against the tree——not that it looked anything like the trees she knew——and scrutinized the sky. The quarter moon drew her attention first. She knew about natural satellites, yes, but to see one was… she hadn’t y...

Lost it.

Lost it all.

Lost my sanity.

Lost my friends.

Lost my voice.

And ha, I’ve lost my ugly smile.

I bet they smile more than ever now.

They laugh at my pain.

They smile at my tears.

And they don’t care.

“Always guard your heart,” I say.

“Never trust until you know you can.”

Just learned from experience honey.

Don’t judge me for it.

“You can judge me when you’re perfect, got it?” I tell the...

It’s official

I am lost

I’ve lost my personality, my voice

I’ve lost my happiness and value

I’ve lost everything and everyone that mattered to me

I’ve lost my will and my passions

I’ve lost excitement and confidence

I’ve lost it all in return for depression and tears and misery

And it’s all because of her

That rat

That witch

That snitch

That bitch

That wannabe

That lier

She to...

Lost it, haha.

And damn, still searching.

When did it disappear?

Hmm… I don’t know.

Shall I say… ehhhh…

Around the age of ten.

Still losing it-

And damn, still searching.

Still grasping in the dark.

Vibing to dark music;

Follow Me Into Hell - Iamjakehill

DAYWALKER - MGK and CORPSE

I Choose Violence - Iamjakehill

BULLETPROOF - TOKOYO’S REVENGE

DANGEROUS - NEFFEX

EAT SPIT! - Slush Puppy

I punch ...

I look into the mirror, my light brown eyes staring back at me, their insight and faltering wisdom dim in the lighting of the hallway.

I look beyond the fading light, beyond the cold stare and look deep into the eyes of my reflection slowly coming to an uneasy and probably the most logical decision.

I’ve lost my mind.

I don’t know when or how it happened but I see the sanity of my existence slo...

She stared at the mirror and her tired eyes lingered heavily at the stranger that looked at her.

Her stranger had tired, weak hair that was strangled into a tight bun. Heavy eye bags cling and pulled her face into a stiff, sickly mess of sadness. She wore a dirty hoody as if it were her second layer of skin.

‘You…’.

A static smile cracked itself onto her dry lips, as she scanned me.

She co...

“Hurry up! Grab your suitcase! Don’t forget the one by the bed!” Anne shouted to her son Martin.

“I can’t find my charger,” Martin whined.

“Chargers are cheap, don’t worry. We’re going to miss our flight!” Anne grabbed her rolling bag and ushered Martin out of the hotel room.

“I’m hungry, are we going to be able to eat on the plane again like last time? I want one of their turkey sandwiches. Wi...

I lose my patience

When I log on

And see that the writings I worked so hard on

Have no reads

No likes

No comments

It makes me feel

Appalled

That I spent hours

Writing things

And no one

Likes them...

'You don't mind a warm banana, do you?’ Mad-Aunt Millie looks at me so sincerely it's a miracle I don't burst out laughing.

'As long as that's not a euphemism,' I say. She gives me a stern look. I clear my throat, looking down at the gingham tablecloth. 'I can't say I've ever tried one, ma'am.'

'Great. There's a first time for everything.' She plonks a bowl with the aforementioned fruit in fron...

If only they’d matured alongside their garden.

Delores, “You Live and You Turn, Volume 3 of the Turnip the Volume Series”

MJ had followed the ghost's directions to the letter. He'd approached the horned maiden in coach D seat 30 and had used humor to break the ice. He'd conversated with her long enough to win her trust and had even managed to appear "wise." Beneath the gold-caged lights and tilt...