ItsLyndi

He whispers "You're amazing" Your lips curl into a smile, shaking your head The words sound hollow, over shadowed by past promises never fulfilled They're just the missing pieces to different puzzles He pulls your body close You close your eyes and exhale buried wishes His lips trace your ear lobe, Fingers connecting the spaces between your ribs His hands spans across your stomach Your tongue pulls your lip in, clenching it between your teeth Choking back questions, doubts and insecurities Your hands hover over his, grazing along invisible lines He smiles You wait One day it will all become the same… …O

My inner demons, my imagination My façade, my creation My fear, my pain My troubles, my conviction

I chased a cloud once Found he left his silver lining behind I tied my soul to the end And sent it back home I watched it for as long as I could Before it snuggled softly behind its blanket of grey I couldn't see it, all was still. Was it dreaming, is it dead? I tugged once It tugged twice I pulled with all my might Wanting to play again It lifted me up and swung me over the land Stepping on tree tops Racing the birds Nighttime crept up behind us He pulled me up, hugged me close Embracing me in the cotton ball clouds Showing me his home Among the stars, hanging me back my soul To one day chase another cloud

She found everything; the money, the reasons, the lies and alibis. She found Julie, and jewelry. She found Lisa, and letters. She found Rachel, and ransoms. She was a cheat, a liar and a hypocrite just as I was, but that's Sheila for- wait… Darlene. Yep, this ones Darlene, that's Darlene for you. She'll turn anything into a scenario where she's the victim; instead of saying "Wow, fair game. This is the end of our road, see ya in court." She's screaming and yelling... I'll just tune her voice out now. I can still see her silhouette taking each suitcase and all the evidence and tossing it over the railing of the upstairs balcony. It's a

She lifted her head from the swirl doodle on the corner of her paper to look at the clock, 1 minute. She grumbled to herself, longest minute of her life, when will this torment, pain and torture they call school end! She ran her lean fingers through her fluffy baby blue hair and tapped her foot. 30 seconds, she counted. Her eyes could've burn fire as they watched the last few seconds pass, 3, 2, 1... 1... 1... Come on! She almost shouted out loud as the second hand passed the 4 o'clock mark. Finally not a second later she heard the ear piercing screech that meant freedom. She restrained herself from throwing her arms up and doing a victory da

Where green fields, and flower filled pastures, swayed in the Lovers minds are submerged; crushed and torn in muddy waters. Waves filled with pain and despair crash against the Lovers legs. Twisted Tales and Seaweed Lies pull the Lovers toward the center of the salty black heart. The force of the waves, thrust and push the Lovers like make shift rag dolls, Lovers scream in silence, kicking and grabbing for each other, they push off and shove up, but the black waters win and the Lovers are lost. They let go, to fight for the selfish surface, catching currents to try and find the right path, The Lovers duel a