First ChapterPrologueFirst Chapter by lostmyslef
"What are we gonna do with her?" Her voice had never sounded so cold.
"You know what we have to do." I couldn't stop shaking.
"I know but when?"
"Tomorrow, I've already made the appointment."
"She'll never agree."
"I don't care what she does. This is about what she did and how we can rectify the situation."
"I'll put something in her breakfast. Doctor Hamilton is a friend. He won't mind a bit of drowsiness.
"Sounds fine, I don't care what you do as long as that abomination is destroyed. With any luck, she'll go with it."
"Just pray for the best."
"Praying? what do they know about praying? No just god would condone such a prayer, and if he does, he is no god of
A Hero. The Ruler.I never meant to be a hero.A Hero. The Ruler. by lostmyslef
I just wanted to make things right.
Never wanted to save the world,
but I felt the need to fight.
No one should have to bow down.
No one should surrender their all,
but he was their shepherd,
and all the sheep were so small.
A dark hero,
valiant and fierce in his desire for freedom.
A white knight,
driven with mad with power, yet seen as a beacon,
and me in the middle,
never wanting a part.
I was filled with desire,
and a thirst to follow my heart.
Now they all look to me,
but how can I rule?
This wasn't the plan.
How could he have been such a fool?
I'm only the black sheep,
just as minuscule and insignificant.
I'm just the one who took a stand,
but now the world is in my hands.
Open The Door. Stop DreamingStop pushing!Open The Door. Stop Dreaming by lostmyslef
Stop blaming me, you're only dreaming.
Give me space.
Let me breathe.
My mind is spinning and my temper seethes.
You've gone crazy.
Yeah, you've lost it.
Tucked yourself away in a mental closet.
The bad things can't see you,
but you can't see the truth!
Can't see I've grown up and you're losing youth.
You can't hear me banging on the door,
can't hear the cracking of the floor.
This perfect world is slipping away.
It's time for you to come out and play.
I'm not scared of you anymore.
I won't go away till you open the door.
I'm glad you're cozy in your imagination,
but guess who had to make up your lack of participation.
I don't love you,
maybe I never will,
but you've got obligations to fulfill.
You've got a kid,
a mouth to feed,
a human to love and lead.
You can't hide forever,
so come out. See what you've done.
Watch you're perfect world come undone.
My Name Was, But Now Is...My name was...My Name Was, But Now Is... by lostmyslef
I had no face,
just a mask.
It covered all the secrets,
tucked away the past.
My hands were not my own.
They went without command,
pushing away the ones who loved,
and slicing me up till I could not stand.
My feet carried me on,
just going through the motions.
There was no fear or bitterness.
I could not muster an emotion.
But now my name is...
I let my face show at times.
Sometimes I don't care who sees.
It's exciting and scary,
and it feels so free.
Now, my hands listen,
when they feel like it anyway.
They're stubborn and strict,
but it gets easier by the day.
My feet are walking anew.
Sometimes the path gets rough,
and I want to go back,
but I am confident. I am tough.
I don't know who I am yet,
but I can almost see it.
I'm so close to knowing the truth.
I've come too far to quit.
So, have hope.
Things will get better,
but you'll never get to see it
if you're gone forever.
Greedy, selfish meI want to be a writer,Greedy, selfish me by Cobblesmacker
I want to be a singer,
I want to hit acid, any time I want.
I want to be a lover,
I want to be a carer,
I want to feel your skin, any time I want.
I want to be a wanderer,
I want to be a rogue,
I want to go wherever, any time I want.
I want to be a bug,
I want to be a moth,
I want to reach the light, any time I want.
Child of the MonthsHer skin is the color of January,Child of the Months by wrappedinwords
March has tangled itself in her hair,
she’s captured June’s warmth in her smile,
and walks like April has found
its home in her bones.
May and February have come
together to kiss her cheeks,
And December’s snowdrifts
have landed on her teeth.
But the place I’ve found the most of her beauty to lie
Is deep in the depths of each iridescent eye,
Where starbursts of energy sparkle like the 4th of July.