work.
always working so late.
i came home at 1:00 A.M.
i lived alone.
that was past tense.
he invited himself in,
and didnt listen when i said go away.
hes supposed to sleep on the couch,
but his shadow still lurks over my bed.
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 7:24 PM UTC
it had been only a nightmare, i told myself. but when i awoke he was still there. in the corner of my room. he was not staring at me but the window, everything was pitch black. i looked out the glass and saw more. “they will hurt you” he said. “i will protect you.” i looked away from the window to him. “but for how long will you last?” i asked, “and how long will they be there?” he looked at me. his ****** eyes into mine, “eternity.” i wept silently as the banging on my door started. “honey, it’s mom! im home.” my mom called, as i got up to open the door, a force stopped me. i looked at him. “it’s them. not her.” he said. “don’t come near me.” i replied to the banging. “let me in, he’s mind tricked you, we’re all trying to save you!” she yelled back. his eyes weren’t ****** anymore and suddenly he was starting to look less humanized. “mom come get me!” i cried. until i opened the door and everyone was gone. i woke up. on the floor of the bathroom. leaving there, i saw my families dead bodies. blood everywhere. i saw him. “their blood is on your hands.” i looked down holding an axe.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 3:19 PM UTC
i had always romanticized thought of homocide. but in which way would i have done it? i couldn’t be caught. that wouldn’t be the perfect ****** I’ve lived with four, but after my mother had locked eyes with me, and picked up the shovel, there were only three. id pondered many ways, the easiest to dispatch of was two. all except of me. i could’ve speared the rest, you’d never be too vigilante. pulling the trigger was an option, but they’d find the bullet. arson, a creative solution. i waited ‘til sundown. gasoline, every inch of the house. i entered my mother’s room, taking two lighters, and a matchbox. i lit three flames on the match, and threw at the house along with the lighters. i left. without taking any belongings. i moved far far away. finally, ive committed the perfect ******
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 6:35 PM UTC
i watched my husband pull into the driveway
he opened the door.
"long day at work?" i asked
"yes, but where are the kids?"he responded
"you need to rest, we don't have kids." i said, while cleaning up the remaining blood.
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 9:07 AM UTC
"I can't breathe." - George Flloyd
"I don't have a a gun, stop shooting!" -Michael Brown
"What are you following me for?" -Trayvon Martin
"...." -Jonathan Ferrell
"I love you too." -Sean Bell
Stop. Killing. Innocent. People.
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 8:33 PM UTC
It seems another world is pulling me in.
My mother had warned me not to return,
but how could I resist? It was so tempting.
It called me.
I pulled into that world.
My mind grew, exploring more wonders.
Of all of these wonders, only one stood out.
I saw hate.
Hate between one and anothers amount of melanin in the body in usage.
My mother warned me of the dangers, but so dangerous that they ****** one for what they can not control?
Stay safe, the future has much to behold and offer, choose wisely.
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 8:16 PM UTC
Her safe spot.
The porch.
It was 2 in the morning,
and her porch light was flickering.
She could hear the whispers,
but she whispered to herself,
"They can't get me, I'm safe."
She walked back in her house,
the moment the whispers stopped.
She was never seen again.
The Title they gave her.
"Porch light"
It was a legend she was known on for.
But no one ever knew what happened
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
I'll forget you.
I'll forget everything.
I'll forget my life.
I'll forget my friends.
I'll forget.
She forgot.
Feb 14, 2020
Feb 14, 2020 at 3:56 PM UTC
This was not a normal day.
Thus far, I have only reached a limit of..
12 yards from my house.
He was on the tree.
But he looked different.
I knew he loved colours,
But this colour had been the most important colour of all the ones he turned each week. He had not turned this colour yet.
He was purple.
This resembled his ambition, his wisdom, and his creativity.
This colour was his own.
He was not going to change.
This was going to be his colour forever.
I knew he would find himself.
The purple cardinal
Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
Daddy's Plan was to enter, leave and never return.
Daddy's Plan was to never show up.
Daddy's Plan was to give up on you.
Daddy's plan was to let go of you.
Daddy's plan was to upset you.
Daddy's plan was to leave you broken
Daddy's plan was to build you and break you.
Daddy's plan was to always expect more.
Daddy's plan was to never apologize.
Daddy's plan was to claim his pride and never let go of it. He never thought he was doing anything wrong. He was blind. He doesn't understand because he's not smart enough. He doesn't know you, understand you, and will never be there for you.
Daughters plan was to let go.
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC