ATTACHMENTS
On March 5, 2012
by PAULA
Tears shed from loveless words
Thoughtless abominations
And meaningless apologies
Truths hidden beneath the lies we seize
Feelings destroyed
Tossed around like a childhood toy
Unspoken phrases left to be said
Congratulations
You’ve destroyed me
Now, let the anger ring free
No more binding ties
Or cultivating harmonies
Tagged with: paula
MONKEY M.I.A.
On February 29, 2012
by MICHAEL
Missing ape-like toy. It is about 8 inches in height. It has two arms and two legs. With a grayish brownish coat all over. With a button to the chest which makes it make a faint monkey noise like king kong, as well as it makes the eyes on it glow red. It has some marks on it where the paint on it has worn off from old age and drops and scratches and toy-versus-toy matches.
When I was at the age of 7 I was tired of being an only child. So, I talked to my grandpa about it and he, probably joking, gave me this toy calling it my brother. But, as I was only 7, I took it seriously. As a matter of fact, I took it home from his house and gave it a place to sleep in my bed that very night. Now maybe this wouldn’t matter as much to me if he didn’t give this to me the same year he died. I am 14 now so I have had it for the half of my life and still have a place for it in my room. Even after I have grown out of toys and childish things. Even though I have pressed the button on his chest so many times that the monkey barely makes any noise. I keep it for a faint memory of my grandfather. If you were to see me with it at anytime I would reply saying “my brother.” If I do not find it I will lose a part of my past forever.
Tagged with: michael
¿POR QUE?
On February 29, 2012
by BERJE
Around me is a love so strong it is surrounded by cables wrapped around like a bond or love tie. My PS3 is in a relationship with my TV. At the age of 14 I got my PS3. My PS3 has been hooked on my TV ever since I introduced them. Here is the story of a relationship…
“Honey?” asked the PS3. “Yes?” replied the TV. “What would you do if we were ever split up?” “I would shut down, never to be played on, messed with, or anything! You are my only true love,” exclaimed the TV. The same night someone had broken into the house they were both in. The robber had taken the PS3 yet not the TV. They said their last goodbyes, as the robber was jolting out of the house.
“PPPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOORRRRRR QQQQQQQQUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEE???!!!!!!?!??!?!!?!?” yelled the TV in Spanish mode.
The TV had completely shut down just wondering why.
Tagged with: berje
FROZEN IMAGE
On February 29, 2012
by DESTINY
Down The Path, Away From The Road
Bustle Of The Highway, In The Inner Quiet
Cold Of Winter, Emptiness, Sadness
In My Heart
Catch Of Air, Shortness Of Breath
Loss Of Warmth
Crunch Of Snow
Snap Of Branch
Startled Revelation
Facing The Reality
Of This Moment
A Remembered Echo, Residue Of The Event
The Tree Fallen In The Woods
Without Sound
No Human Witnesses, But There On The Ground
Death Frozen In Place Serenely
As It Should Be,
With Swallowed Feelings
Frozen Image Fleeting
Under Melting Life And Death
Lost In Time Transformed By Internalizing
The Image, Years Old
A Metaphor
For Today
Brooding, Ponderous Steps
Footprints Of The Road
Down The Path I Must Take
Alone After The Dying Sudden,
But Inevitable Nonetheless.
Tagged with: destiny
MY GRAVE
On February 29, 2012
by KAT
On a day so bright with the sun to shine on this winter grave, I can’t believe that such thoughts would approach my way.
To have the one I love say the words that ensure my doubts in me. For him to say “You’re truly far away, not a part of society.”
To say such things and make me think I should internally go away. That maybe society would do best without me.
So let me fade. Let me fade into nothing.
On a day so bright with the sun to shine on this winter grave. I’d never expect all that has happened to me. I’d never guess on today of all days I would have beaten and bruised physically. Pushed to the edge of my sanity. With the devil’s girly minions saying how I am so ugly. While loading me with their stuff and forcing me to have no fuse. Telling me to take it like a lovely little young lady.
On a day so bright with the sun to shine on this winter grave, I would have never have foreseen the emotional load put on me. Everyone bossing me around with no such thing, a misery. While seeing such disappointment in my one and only’s eyes. To feel no purpose on this day of my life. To have this burden put on me is nothing but torture to me.
Then they lifted it and along with it my feelings for everything. Except the part that chains down the oh so lonely inner me.
All I want is someone to hold. To go somewhere far away from all this pain and suffering. Some where no one knows. A place far away from any three of my homes.
On a day so bright with sun to shine on this winter grave, I would have never thought it would have my name.
Tagged with: kat
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