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the little jester and the butterflyA little jester sat by a lake,
Staring back at his reflection,
Looking at the colors plastered on his face,
Colors strewn through his clothes,
Making himself a spectacle
The only interesting element of his life,
Sadness, happiness, no emotion,
Feeling numb and useless,
His bland life passing by in the navy waters,
On his rock, his own castle,
remembering the faces,
All the nobles laughing at his silly acts,
Hatred consumes his every move,
Hugging his knees to his chest,
Crying at the useless item that is himself,
A rustling breaks his depressing thoughts,
His soft bells jingling as he turned,
To see the nuisance that has come to torture
I wonder why...I wonder why my world is dead,
My gloomy life just filled with dread,
Where nothing shall be done or said,
My innocence is blind.
Let me give you a deathly tour,
A saddened one you must endure,
My crazy self, not near pure,
In my broken mind.
Here the darkness likes to lay,
Which I fear all it will say
And as it does always stay,
In the depths I find.
Lies and anger settle there,
Giving all unblinking stares,
deepening the darkened air,
Here is where my sins reside
All my problems like to hide,
As good travels there to die,
All my secrets bind.
Evil rests about this place
Killing those it will face,
Leaving all with no
My CravingLeave me alone!
I’m trying to stay away
This is where I should remain
Don’t do this
Stop knocking on my door
I’m not going to answer it
It’s causing me so much pain
I know you won’t leave
Why are you so stubborn?
I won’t answer the door
You know I’m in here
I’m already hurting you
The key is under the mat
You remembered it
Don’t come in my dear
We can’t meet right now
I move to the shadows
I’m begging you not to stay
You never listen
The door creaks open
Don’t look this way
I’m not the same
Your voice is so soft
My words a
Our Secret HavenPater, quia peccavi ignosce. My Grandfather would always mutter those words underneath his breath, clutching a crucifix in his worn hands. I understood since I was very young that our world is a cruel one within the clutches of chaos; what were we supposed to do against these odds? Were we supposed to retaliate and fight? My race would have been wiped out years ago if it wasn’t for the Coven’s sake, but their efforts seemed to be for nothing. We were weak, and I knew that something had changed. I could feel it in the air and see it across the land. Was it already too late to stop evil? A human didn’t have any resolve within
An Unexpected RevelationSoft rain pattered the roof, disrupting the peace while two brown eyes stared out the window with growing apprehension. Jacob would be coming over after work, and he promised that he wouldn't be late this time, the liar. They were supposed to be having movie night together since last week's plans had been horribly pushed back by her boyfriend deciding that he'd be better off by canceling, but he promised that he'd be here at exactly 8 o'clock this time. There had to be a viable reason for why he was two minutes late, right? It was raining, so traffic could have become extremely nasty out there.
Searching for her phone, Lauren backtracked t
Dream Series 3.29.13I started to live with my friend a few years ago. The lease was about to expire, and we'd have to renew it, but it wasn't something I was about to do since her family had moved in with us. I have no problem with her family, but it wasn't what I signed up for, and since they weren't paying an equal share, I had already told the landlord that they could decide what they wanted to do, but I wanted my half of the security deposit, and I wanted to go out.
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