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he was born with emeralds for eyes
and a storm brewing in his chest.
his mother said he was an angel.
and his father dubbed him a fighter.
since then his eyes have faded to grey
and the storm in his chest has quieted.
his mother calls him "a lost soul"
and his father just sighs.
i call him my hero
and he doesn't understand why.
his grey eyes reflect his own tortured world
and i don't know how to save him.
and a storm brewing in his chest.
his mother said he was an angel.
and his father dubbed him a fighter.
since then his eyes have faded to grey
and the storm in his chest has quieted.
his mother calls him "a lost soul"
and his father just sighs.
i call him my hero
and he doesn't understand why.
his grey eyes reflect his own tortured world
and i don't know how to save him.
Literature
The Calling Voice
The fog, thick like Death's rattling breath, swirls around my limbs, tugging at my thin cotton dress, and pulling me blindly into the dark clouds' greedy arms. I can hardly see my own feet, padding bare across the sharp gravel, as it digs into my tender arches. Nothing is out here; no one wandering through the debilitating fog but me.
My lungs start to throb, chest heaving, and my throat drying painfully, but I put one foot in front of the other, determined to find my way out. My chest gets tighter, and my lungs are burning, though I'm walking only leisurely. My throat screams, like a fire is burning through its scalding walls, and my lungs
Literature
Silence
I want to tell the world.
But I know you'll be reading.
So instead, silence.
Literature
Amnesia
Blackness....
.....only.....
....surrounded by faces......
Unknown......watching.....what.....where....
......white walls......white....
as the space inside
my........mind......
....voices.....speaking....names....sounds...
I...cannot.....
identify
....places......photos......sights.....sounds....
lost......somewhere...
inside.......please.....
gasping.....for....a.......breath....a....moment....
haunted.....by.....this....shadow
of me
.....a life.....lived........not mine
yet......who is that......
like......a....Doppelganger....
.....mocking...
from behind laughing eye
is it?
can it be?
but........who.......am.......I
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