i sigh contently as i wait for the last minute. thought each minute that passed seemed to tick by casually, these last few felt like every year prior. the first was the easiest – it was comfortable and childish. i want to know you, and it felt like you had already known me.
you became normal – a routine. had we met before? this year felt like the first; we were still childish, we were still learning while still feeling like we had always been one. this year was simple – this one was my favorite.
the third – the middle of a story. our story had been anticlimactic; there were no surprises, there were no fears or doubts. had you always hidden your colors? or was i just too busy rewriting the story to read between the lines?
it got hard, this is where the problem is usually resolved in a story. but in order for a problem to be solved, it would have had to happen earlier – but there wasn’t a problem. was there?
this was our last year – our last minute. every color jumped out of our already written pages. it had struck me so obviously, it almost blinded me. why hadn’t i seen it before? why didn’t you try harder?
i shut my eyes and shook me head. it isn’t your fault.
you’re trying right now.
you’re trying to be okay.
take a deep breath.
you have finally been forgotten, it’s a new year – and you are merely a thought of five minutes ago.
Will Roses Turn Red
how long will children carve the names
of colors in stanzas,
before the earth becomes a mirror and
all flowers turn black,
before they sip the soil
toasting to the heaven
above everyone they've ever lost,
and they'll be angels on that day,
standing on the dust
and, if we're lucky,
they'll play pretend,
and write rhymes
like the petals
could one day last forever,
like their little polygraph heartbeats
don't give them away,
if only we could help them
this innocence would look less like a lie,
would look more like life,
and we'd teach them
to play hopscotch on our graves,
we'd teach them to see that angels
never fall before they leave the ground
and darkness sometimes creeps from above,
so I smoke to learn how
to say goodbye,
let's watch together,
as every cloud becomes lost,
and we'll finally see ourselves painted
with petals black
and faces held in the memory
of the fallen.
Sidewalks of Sand
As he walked through his hometown he heard a truck backfire. All of a sudden the sidewalks were sand. He looks down to see he's covered in the blood of his brothers. He hears a familiar voice calling for him. She yells, "daddy!" Daddy is okay until he marches again tomorrow.
-In honor of all those who have served-
Deceit Most Foul
You know my story or how it’s been told,
Lost boys and pixie fairies tell it well,
Old man with a hook and a heart stone cold,
What pray is the tale I have yet to tell,
Once upon a time I was just a boy,
Not the man you see before you today,
Aboard a lone ship without any joy,
Hoping for a friend to join me in play,
And there came along a fellow in green,
From a far off place called by neverland,
He bade me go with him to meet his queen,
I flew with him there whilst he held my hand,
Who met me there but a crocodile,
Not the fair lady I thought I would meet,
Deception by Pan has taken my smile,
Tis’ now my journey to bring him defeat,
The tale you know now comes into picture,
Mates trapped in an everlong game of tag,
I intend to gift him with a ricture,
A gaping hole from my hook will I brag,
Children fear the very sound of my name,
But this condition was not my doing,
Pan by himself began this deadly game,
Now watch the skies cause’ a storm is brewing,
The lost boys should forever take cover,
And the pixie she best stay far away,
Above the Jolly Roger does hover,
Waiting for the one that did dare betray,
Ever he goes I’ll be waiting, beware,
By taking my hand now death shall he wear.
#twistedtales #prosechallenge #itslit #getlit
Alone, and in the dark I hide,
A hole is ripped within my side,
From deep within, out in a flow,
All my hopes and dreams, they go.
Why did I try to care for you?
Feelings for you, within me grew,
I'd had no friend until you came
And now I think, things'll never be the same...
You betrayed me and stood watching by,
As I bowed my head in shame and cried.
You only manipulated me and used me,
And left me hurting, can't you see?!
Friends are supposed to be forever, you see
But I guess it wasn't meant for you and me.
I didn't want this way for us,
But I can't forgive you once you've broken my trust.