When I walk into the studio, I feel the need for music. I make a beeline for the small stereo that is squashed into the corner of the room and flip it on. I turn towards the canvas that I’m working on and prepare my paints. But as I’m mixing the light blue, the music makes me stop.

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied

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The winter chill burns

Breath comes in a shaky gasp

One last dying breath.

A sword falls to ground

A white flag is raised in air

All hail kind of dead.

We are all trying to find a

Life on this earth this

Poisoned and

Tainted earth.

And yet we

Fight we

Are imprisoned, enslaved

Starved, beaten,

Tested, poisoned,

And tainted

Souls.

This cruelty is all

Too much it ( Read more... )

It’s been a year since I last saw Brian Aiden Kinney.

Are you coming or going?

I wonder if he ever thinks of me.

Or coming then going?

I think of him all the time.

Or coming then staying?

But then again. It’s only time.

Staying

Staying

Staying

With you.

We were going to get married once.

Coming

Coming

Coming

Coming or…

But then I ( Read more... )

AN: The first time I’ve ever written a drabble or a piece of fluff. It comes easier than I expected. Funny thing about that. Anyways, I’ll be sure to write some heavy depressing fic to counter this burst of fluffiness soon. Thanks so much for reading.

When he walks into the room, he’s cradling his hand. It’s frozen in a mangled position that looks like some sort of contortionist trick. Tears are softly pouring down his face.

I walk up to him and slowly reach out, grabbing his hand and massaging the muscles that have knotted up because of too much work. As his hand begins to relax, the ( Read more... )

As the ice chips begin to melt
I attempt to moisturize your
Cracked lips.

As your heart begins to
Slow
I frantically press my lips to yours
Attempting to convey
My love
Which I could never find the courage
To voice.

As your eyes begin to drift close
I think back to
The time when we were
Careless
Free
Hopeful
Fools.

And I wonder
What if I hadn’t let you go to ( Read more... )