Brianne Rose

Nov 2015

Chase Ramsey

"*M*"

Blush.
That’s what he'd call her
Because she’d walk next to him
without a problem in the world and she'd
Blush.
She’s always so happy.
She never spoke of struggle,
and when he'd ask about her day she would only
Blush.
She had the most gentle eyes.
Enough to assure him that
everything will be okay when and when she would
Blush
it told him that the days weren’t nightmares
and the nights without sleep wouldn’t be as long
and suddenly he had fallen in love with her
Blush.
…
…
...
His cheeks now resembled hers,
but he hadn’t heard from her for a few days
and he had began to miss her and her benevolent
Blush.
The visual of her face would run through his mind
and concentration was not an option without her
Blush.
The nightmares were back during during the day
and the nights were longer than ever without her
Blush.
He hadn’t slept for a week.
Insomnia had found it’s way back to him
and he’d counted every second not spent with her.
…
…
...
Pain
was the only thing she knew.
Her best friend was no friends at all.
She didn’t tell anyone about her
Pain
because she feared they would feel what she did.
She only cared for others because she was told
that she was a lost cause by herself and the other.
The other who could not see her
Pain
and herself who was convinced that it was true.
The other who was blind to the beauty behind the
Blush.
Or was it? The blush, was it true?
The sustained red that lied upon her cheeks.
He was told that all of her happiness
was too much to contain, so there it rested.
And she never wore makeup because she knew of her beauty
and had nothing to hide; no shame, nor
Pain.
…
…
...
The other.
The one who would tell her lies
and convince her that she was not going to be happy.
The other.
The one who was blind to this masterpiece
and only used her as an emotional punching bag.
The other
who did not stop at emotional,
The other
who made sure the “blush" would stay.
The other*
who was only missing one letter.

-CR

(written for a dear friend who was neglected by her mother)

#pain #beauty

Brianne Rose Nov 2015

Sometimes, There's not always a Tomorrow

"Hey Arya, want to go see that new movie that JUST came out? Ya know the one about the *******?"
"Maybe tomorrow Melodric. I'm kinda tired right now, kay?", Arya replies
"oh...okay, Tomorrow then, i'll hold you to that you know!", Melodric replies teasingly
Arya laughs, "Yeah, Yeah, anyway, I'm headed home, night Mel"
"Night Arya, uh, hey, want me to walk you home? i heard that the crime rate has gone up in town recently, Ya never know their next target."
"I'll be fine Mel, go home dufus!"
"ok,ok...See ya Tomorrow"
"yeah, tomorrow"
*
"That the girl we after?"
"Sure is"
"like the rest?"
"yup."
"hehehehe...Lets get'r"

"Rain, Rain, go away, plaese don't come back another day!", Arya giggles then freezes as a black van suddnely pulls up beside her and she watches two men quickly hop out and start towards her.
Arya ran
She didn't get far...
The two men grab her as she tries to scream, but one places their hand over her mouth.
She feels the ***** of a needle in her neck.
Her last thought was, 'Mel..Help...Me.'

Melodric checked his watch, "it's 7:00, where is she?"
He had been waiting at the school courtyard for half an hour now for her.
"It's not like her to be late...maybe her alarm never went off?"
A fellow student noticed him sitting on the school steps and says, "Hey Melodric, class is about to start, why aren't you heading in?"
Melodric replies, " I'm waiting for Arya, she hasn't showed up yet...though that's the odd thing, she's never late, ya know anything about that?"
"you mean no one has told you yet?"
"told me what?"
"Arya was found dead laying in a pool of her own blood at 1:00 this morning."
"A...Arya's dead?"
"yeah...you never knew?"
"n-no...i...we where supposed to watch a movie today. The Newest release. he told me yesterday that Tomorrow was when she'd go with me...and i said...i said that i'd hold her to that."
"Melodric-"
"She always used to say, 'There's always Tomorrow'...but now...there wont BE a tomorrow..not for her...not anymore..."
"Melodric, hey...i'm...I'm sorry man. Sorry you found out like this, and about Arya, i knew you where close with her."
" 'There's always Tomorrow' I can go mourn tomorrow..right?"
"yeah, tomorrow."

"There's always Tomorrow Melodric!", Arya laughingly said in Melodrics mind
'But sometimes...There's not always a Tomorrow', Melodric replied, 'There'll never be a Tomorrow...Not anymore'
*
"Dude did you hear the news last night? that kid, uh, melo...dic? no Melodric! He apparently shot himself after leaving a note saying, 'I don't want to spend another Tomorrow without Arya.' how Pathetic is that?"
"C'mon man, chill out. Those two where always hanging around one another, doesn't surprise me he wanted ta be with her. who wouldn't?"
"ya, you're right, hey wanna go see that new movie that came out?"
"Maybe Tomorrow. I'm kinda tired."
"Ok, Tomorrow then. Don't forget!"

Comments are Appreciated

#death #oc #toomanytimes

Brianne Rose Nov 2015

I'm Late

"I'm Late"
I think these words over more times than i care to count
"I'm Late"
I watch the rain fall in front of my eyes as i try to ignore the chill of the cold night air.
"I'm Late"
Why am i late? What's there to be late about?
"I'm Late"
Why?
"I'm Late"
I don't realize there's a person in front of me until i bump into them
'Excuse me. Sir? Could you please-'
"I'm Late"
He walks right through me as if i didn't exist.
"I'm Late"
'what? Wait! Sir! Wait!'
I chase after him, but my cries fall upon deaf ears
"I'm Late"
I continue chasing him until i come to a scene, a body lays on the road, covered in torn clothing and blood.
"I'm Late"
I slowly watch the Police roll the body over to get a view of the poor victims face.
"I'm Late"
I gasp...
"I'm Late, I'm Late..."
'it's....me.'
"I'm Late"
and know i know why...but now....a new question rises up...
'How?'
"I'm Late"
'I don't care that i'm Late! I want to know how i died!!! How is that me laying there!? It cant be me!'
                                                       *
"You're Late", an Officer says to a middle ages man as he walks up to the scene
"I know, and so is she apparently...How'd it happen? any eye witnesses?"
"None so far. The girl was hit by a car, driver never stopped. She never saw him commin."
"Poor gal."
"I know."
                                                                  *
'A car?'
"I'm Late"
'i got hit by...a...car...'
"I'm Late"
'I...I don't...'
"I'm late, I'm Late"
'i...cant just...i..nononononono...this is just a dream, cmon wake up!'
"I'm Late, I'm Late, I'm Late...I won't make it in time"
'Time for what?'
"Heaven awaits me...and I'm Late".
'H...Heaven?'
"I"M LATE"
'H...Heaven? a..as in God and all that?'
"i'm late...and now i cant enter...."
'w-what?'
  An echoing of a door is heard, and slowly the whole worlds fades away, but before i went i heard something:
"Welcome to Hell child...You're Late."

random random poem, comment as you wish, and i'm sorry it's been so long since i've posted.

#death #imlate

Brianne Rose Aug 2015

As The Rain Falls

"As the Rain slowly begins to fall,
a young girl beats at the wall,
'let me out, set me free!, oh please, just please let me go!',
but their answer is forever and always a 'No.',
'You're much to young, you're much to frail,
so we'll instead just set you up, to watch you fail.'
They cut not once,
They cut not twice,
They cut three times,
as she pays the price.
The place she's at she's dubbed as hell,
for it's earned the title much to well,
Her screams, no one can hear,
as she repeatedly experiences her darkest fear,
Strapped to a table all she can do is naught but glower,
as the drill begins to lower,
Silently she suffers through the pain,
as her blood swiftly runs down the drain,
No more, No longer does she beat at the wall,
as the rain suddenly stops its fall."

random song i made up one night....
it's kinda dark and gory, so not for faint of heart....

#pain #death #rain #suffering #torture