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Write about the time when you were attacked by a grizzly bear.

Write about the time when a grizzly bear tore your arm off.*Β Β 

Write about the time when you tore a grizzly bear's leg off and beat him to death with it.

*Write about beating an elephant to death with a baseball bat.
We all fall apart
At the slightest disturbance
madness is beautiful
and all the beautiful people are mad
I miss being in love
I remember feeling alive
for a year or five
but all feelings fade
like the tingles in my legs
after sitting on my feet
for far too long

I miss the frigid nights
when we would freeze to death, outside
as I'd get lost in starry skies
grown in the blackness of your eyes
It took a while
for me to see
that I loved you
and you loved me
But lost without a map,
I kept exploring
Through seemingly endless stretches
of black and blue

I miss my heartbeat
The rhythm in my chest
to which I've always taken
each step of my life
My shadow keeps trying
to replace me
But I have to express this:
"you don't want my life."
I try to explain
that it's not worth the pain
I'd rather be a shadow
than to carry my name

I miss my father
The one person in this world who understood me
The man that laughed at all my jokes
and cried with me every time I experienced pain
I miss the late night talks
staying up, sharing stories
until he'd fall asleep
in the middle of a sentence
I loved that we could disagree without arguing
I loved that our opinions
could be on opposite sides of something,
and he'd never try to change my mind
I loved that he taught me to be proud
To be myself without having to apologize
I loved everything I learned about life
I hate that he was so depressed
and so sick
I hate that he put a gun in his mouth
I hate the trigger he pulled
and the bullet that killed him

I miss my innocence
My childhood memories
keep knocking on the door
outside my brain
Pounding their way in
trying to destroy what little of me
is currently left
after everything that's happened
Every Valentine's day growing up, my dad would leave me something special to wake up to. He'd already be at work by the time I got up, but there was always some small expression of his love waiting for me. My dad was the greatest man I ever knew.
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