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Slowly everything crumbled. My hands were shaking and I closed my eyes as I felt the sand drip through my fingers like soft water. The rocks shattering as they hit the ground, the sea foam hitting the cliffs, tearing the world apart atom by atom. And I stood in the midst of this chaos, feeling complete.

Posted By Simon On 05.02.2013 @ 5:57 am

She looked me in the eyes, telling me again and again that nothing bad was going to happen. That no one would step out of this with something missing. And I believed her. I believed her until she left me. And then I missed her. And then she was no more. With her was my heart, broken and torn from my chest, that was what I was missing, too.

Posted By Simon On 05.01.2013 @ 8:28 am

Still with their wings in the air, still with their eyes gazing low. A soft scream echoes through the night, a small and gentle bow. Tip the hat and say hello. For you never know, what’ll spur the crow. Death with his scythe is never far away. Never far from the brink of day.

Posted By Simon On 04.29.2013 @ 9:30 am

Black wings in the cold, faulty seer trying to see. Thinking of ending this life long curse. By dropping the lust to the ground. Somewhere there is help, somewhere there is salvation.

Posted By Simon On 04.29.2013 @ 8:41 am

Holding on to the surface, I reach out and I pull another cold breath. Sweating and panting from exhaustion, I slowly stand up. Back to back. My knuckles whiten as I push the trigger. A last defense. A clashing sound of iron.

Posted By Simon On 04.27.2013 @ 12:40 pm

In the reac of my hands and I clasp for the plants, where is the life in me, where is the life in green? life in rush or morbid silence as I feel it now? Do I really want it to end like this, but can I change my mind now? There is no turning back and I’m happy, I hold on harder as I end with a breath. slowly closing my eyes.

Posted By Simon On 04.27.2013 @ 12:37 pm

You can choose a lot of things in your life. Nobody will tell you what’s really right for you. Yo have to decide by your own.

Posted By Simon On 01.17.2013 @ 9:39 pm

if i do this will people like it or will it be shut down like everything else in my life?? or will people like me for who i am no matter what? its a question ive been pondering?

Posted By Simon On 12.09.2012 @ 8:33 am

Feeling the ground beneath my feet. Feeling it press against me as I press against it. Standing in Shakespeare’s Globe – 1601 – I am a Groundling.

Posted By Simon On 11.05.2012 @ 7:00 pm

This is my first word. I don’t even know what to write about. I feel lost! There seems like nothing to write about. I know there are but I just don’t even know what they are!

Posted By Simon On 11.04.2012 @ 8:16 pm

Stillness is the lack of motion. Stillness implies that an object or thing is stationery. Stillness is a hard concept to achieve. Most people would think that stillness is a good quality to have in a surroundings. When people meditate, they are trying to achieve inner stillness

Posted By simon On 09.07.2012 @ 2:05 am

when i think about carbon i see cars dioxid black and white

Posted By simon On 08.27.2012 @ 1:37 am

Trying to change things to meet my needs and constantly failing. Gaining other peoples buy ins can be difficult to do this and sometimes thy just don’t want to know. Also reminds me of blenders and other electrical goods!

Posted By Simon On 06.27.2012 @ 12:20 pm

The frown in your face like a scar, your eyebrows pointing down on me with my every word, thought, breath. Your wrinkled skin tattooed with derision. And my face a mirror.

Posted By Simon On 04.23.2012 @ 3:05 pm

I don’t always feel hungry. Sometimes I eat because I want to eat. It doesn’t matter. It’s not necessarily for the hunger or the boredom. Not even the nourishment. I get my nourishment other ways. Eat, pray, love, right? Isn’t that nourishment enough?

Posted By Simon On 04.13.2012 @ 4:57 am

the back of a car. it’s usually empty and has a compartment where you keep the jack, a spare tire, and some tools. A trunk may also be another word for a chest. Like a treasure chest. Many things can be kept inside it and it has many secrets. d

Posted By Simon On 03.23.2012 @ 10:35 am

fixed as a past tense is the completed act of repair on a given object. I dont use it much cause i never fix things just pay someone else to do it.

Posted By Simon On 03.22.2012 @ 9:38 am

i believe belief might be slightly underestimated, look at souldiers shooting at one another, in the face of their god allmighty they believe their belief will benifit them somehow.

Posted By simon On 03.12.2012 @ 6:09 pm

I remember when I was growing up we had these swings in my backyard. I do also recall one day my older sister’s friend Katie, who was really, really fat, came over and used one…it broke. It didn’t ruin her for me, nor were the swings ruined, it did make me think about people though.

Posted By Simon On 03.06.2012 @ 12:18 pm

YOU BRAIN WHEN YOU HAD THE TIME TO BUT DONT FEEL IT ANYMORE AFTER FUTURE RIGHTS NOTHING WILL LET THAT HAPPEN

Posted By SIMON On 12.22.2011 @ 9:40 am

I can patent a thing. I can patent many, many things. But I can’t patent you. In all your perfections and beautiful flaws, there is something untamed. I love it.

Posted By Simon On 11.09.2011 @ 12:10 am

You have been warned. We are warned about things, and we know they’re coming. But we sit around and do nothing about it. Warnings usually do nothing.

Posted By Simon On 10.05.2011 @ 4:42 pm

Transport. Transport yourself somewhere else. Travel. Explore. Be free. Don’t be afraid. Let go of all barriers. Go places. Go where you wanna be. Be yourself.

Posted By Simon On 08.20.2011 @ 11:39 am

the trees sway in the wind, thrashing about like angry fish out of water. the tears of the sky fall down on leaves, rattling them, making them feel like harsh and battered abusers of the innocent. yes the trees feel but cannot speak.

Posted By simon On 07.20.2011 @ 3:30 pm

single, multiple, the beginning of life, the modern type of phone, a word beginning with ‘c’

Posted By Simon On 06.21.2011 @ 4:35 pm

held in the arms of a lover that i never had before. he knows me, inside and out. i know what it means to be loved with him. he completes me. love forever. us, always.

Posted By simon On 06.13.2011 @ 12:46 pm

it was a montage of sorts, but not in any sane sense of the word. each body was splayed. opened up like a tin can full of bangers.

Posted By simon On 06.01.2011 @ 2:25 am

Four. I have never found one with four leaves, even though I spent countless hours searching. Through sports practices when I was 10, through time in my back yard. I was always searching and never finding.

Posted By Simon On 04.30.2011 @ 7:26 pm

I used to love inspector gadget growing up. What ever happened to awesome cartoon characters like himself. Everything on tv today is complete crap compared to my childhood. Now kids have crappy role models and un-creative shows. TV anoys me now, theres never anything good, except for sports. Those never change.

Posted By Simon On 04.21.2011 @ 8:02 am

always to see on the door on my fridge…or not may be read the notice

Posted By Simon On 01.02.2011 @ 1:16 pm