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The Ray (excerpt)

Even before the mental chaos of the last few weeks, nothing had ever really appeared normal to Marisa. Her first painting had been abstract: rivers...

Being afraid of being alone

Is it love or am I just lonely? I feel like I am just leading him on. That's not me, I don't do this to people. How can it be love when he is 1000...
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...Scissors.

If I sink these scissors in, into my skin, will the pain I'm in, become apparent? I have tried so many times, to let my emotions rise, but they haven...

One for the Win

One for a win, even if you lose, the suffering you feel, abates my pain, flawed insecurites, temporarily forgotten. Tearing you apart, my intent is...

Confusion

Sometimes in life we come to a point where we have to choose between two things or people that we love. We can only have one of these things and we...

Dance of Destruction

Anger flows Like lava Hot and sticky Destruction Frustration and Dissapointment dance Hurt binds them Everything is altered Devastation left behind...
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You are Him

You're afraid of yourself, you always have, you always will. Nothing can make up for what you have done in the past. Dying doesn't scare you, you...
Cherry

THE PUNCH BAG

*** A lighter bag might move quicker... ***

A Flower...

A flower. Sprouting yet drowning. Roots cementing her. Covered in darkness, seeking light.

II. How Light Runs

If I can’t understand myself, how can I bond with any other person? Let me learn how to survive, how to fight this. I don’t want to go on with this...