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Annika Maximov Aug 2018
And one for all of us

Going to the mall with my mom seemed like a good thing then,  got out of the train car at 10 till 10 I love her she’s my friend. And then they come the terrorists their smiles are inhumane, this is a trap it all and here we will not remain. Our panicked faces scream and shout some people try to run, but we get blinded, a beam above alas the golden sun! The light says “stay, stay where you are there is no use to run,  come join hands  no need to cry let our spirits I’ll be one. We see the clock it’s one till 10  we are Tranquill and calm, we all stare at the terrorists as a tear falls in once a palm. We look at them their faces changed it’s now a face of sadness, they seem to say forgive me world for causing all this badness.  10 seconds left we look around then I come up and say, “OK on three then start counting” and this is what we say.  One for the earth so clean and pure! For families we love so strong!  Three for me so free, happy! Two for you and me, and one for all of us. I hold my mom who I love so strong she kisses me on the cheek, but then the bombs start going off together like a fleet. The terrorists,  touched by your words are all but swept away, the bombs are coming soon to us alive no one will stay. I look up and  say “ I love you mom I’ll see you again sometime.” I love you too I can’t hear the rest the pain is coming up my spine the shards he I love you too I can’t hear the rest the pain is coming up my spine the shards  bomb so Poisoned and sharp spit my flash around like mad, the last I see our mamas eyes her chest pouring with blood. Then suddenly I start flying in so I see you’re around everybody souls are again going all around. We fly up to the brightest star and look down at the earth the ground, farewell the world but it’s late now so you should get some sleep I rem poisoned and sharp spit my flash around like mad, the last I see our mamas eyes her chest pouring with blood. Then suddenly I start flying in so I see your round everybody souls are again going all around. We fly up to the brightest star and look down at the earth the ground, farewell the world but it’s late now so you should get some sleep, I will remember you in my heart you’re something I will keep.

And one for all of us ....
Annika Maximov Aug 2018
O dark eyes of Jupiter,
what a predicament you
have left me in.

It has been three hundred fifty years,
And I still can't come home
Due to the storm you've created

I oceans of Neptune,
I drown within you.

From afar you are crystals,
but when we touched,
you leave scars.

O mists of Saturn,
why do you becon me to dance,
then spin me dizzy?

You promise me your rings
but fail to follow through.

O immortality of Earth,
you never cease to amaze me.

How can you make me feel so alive,
yet so lifeless at the same time?
Cry
Annika Maximov Sep 2018
Cry
Sometimes people forget to cry.
Those ups and downs of life like bumps soon become hills that become mountains. Panicking, those people lock up those feelings in a dark cellar of doubt fear and pity. So there all set right? That saves a lot of time and energy right? But the catch is that they soon get ****** into that universe of bottled mountains it becomes like an addiction. With no way out. You know how lava drips out of volcanos super fresh and pure like tears and then it’s impossible to relive those emotions as clearly as you lived them before? So then after a while that lava gets old and hardens to rock, same as a heart that never cries. So it’s harder and harder to break that. It’s like finding yourself stuck in a room that’s getting smaller and smaller with its walls caving in. Smaller and smaller until. Pop!
Some people forget to cry...

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