The light destroys me. This isn’t what they promised. They told me the light held all of my future, all of my being, all of my happiness. It has brought me nothing but sorrow. When one only looks to the light, how is one to find individuality? How is one to find creativity?
My thoughts
they destroy me.
Your words
they destroy me.
You destroy me.
I destroy me.
I loved you with all of my heart and it still wasn’t enough for you.
You left. I’m here. Destroyed.
Connecticut disaster destroyed kids, families and parents lives. Dogs left waiting by the window and beds left made for the rest of eternity. Hurricane sandy destroyed out nation.
The little rat saw the kitten sleeping. I’ve got him. He thought to himself. The little critter crawled between the open jaws of the tabby kitten and slinked his way into the cat’s stomach. It was only six in the morning when the little rat pushed the button on his vest, and the cat blew up.
we all have the power to destroy. it is a power within our words, our actions, and we must choose to do what is right; why destroy, when we have equal power to create?
the world always seems to get ruined and it goes until it hits the pinnacle of destruction therefore leading all to rebuild what they themselves hav come to ruin and destroy. love family friends home all it must be repaired and the cycle goes.
I want to destroy who I am so I can become who I need to be, who I want to be. And so many things are stopping me from accomplishing that. Mainly myself. My inability to accept loss of love. My ability to hold on. That hope I have for love and that is what has gotten me through life and i don’t know if I should keep it or destroy it.
i destroy my surroundings with nothing but the essence they were created with. creative destruction… destroying creativity. the essence of being. every moment is just as much a step toward the end as a it a step toward the new beginning.
It cannot be said that our attempt to destroy the Krao people was unsuccessful. Not exactly. The invasion, it is true, was ineffectual to the point of absurdity – and, really, misguided to begin with. It is not true, as some have suggested, that our cultural invasion is what did it.
Seven men. Seven challenges. Seven different outcomes. All with the same result; a solution. To a problem that shouldn’t have existed in the first place. But all that is built must, and will likely, one day be destroyed.
destroy this world son, go on do it. They loathe you here, they don’t want you.
But dad, this wasn’t how it was suppose to happen,
Nothing every does son. She left you for him. do this to get back at her.
BOOM! dead! ummm when japan blew up? destroy….. team rocket? battle ship! destroying is bad. you shouldnt destroy pretty things like flowers and such (or japan). yep.
It’s a horrific thing to think about what I almost did to my sister. The look on her face….. “I had never felt so ISOLATED.” Hope doesn’t like school, doesn’t like to read, doesn’t like big words. She knows them. But like good swear words, she never uses them unless she wants them to MEAN it.
and so the world was over
gone and we left it there, like that
traveled into the next
then the next, and
stayed
where we found things
to replace what was lost
and forgotten
we dream of the old place.
I can’t think of anything to write for destroy. It’s not that I’ve never wanted to destroy anything before, but somehow that anger slips away when it’s not actively happening to me and I can’t summon to mind what it is I hate so badly I want to rid the universe of it entirely.
and so the world was over
gone and we left it there, like that
traveled into the next
then the next, and
stayed there
where we found things
to replace what was lost
and forgotten
we dream of the old place
The pain was red hot. He didn’t know what to do but destroy. It was the only thing on his mind. He searched for anything with a pulse. Nothing. So he ran, and didn’t stop; his heartbeat pounding in his ears.
The entire house was destroyed. The water got to it again. Every time the house leaked, they’d fix it. But then it would leak again. It was a never ending battle. One that would never be won. He sat down downtrodden with a doily on his head. And then he ate some peanuts.
I want to destroy all the hope you had in becoming a second father to what’s her name. I want to destroy the life you thought you might have after you left us. You destroyed my hope of love, and now, it’s your turn to get destroyed.
Crumbling through forever fingers, I was surprised how soft you were. Your spider hands cradled the heart like a baby, and you smiled as it sifted through the open cracks.
sometimes, in order to build, we must destroy.
but why destroy anything? to obliterate, annihilate, break down..i may be happier not being able to understand that urge.
“Sometimes one wants to create just as badly as one wants to destroy, they go hand in hand. Destruction leaving space for what may beomce, what you give birth to in this world. I’ve wanted to destroy and then I want to create, this realm of opposites is so strong sometimes. Don’t tell me you’ve never felt it too.”
bad i love people i want no war knock over topple over tear apart no longer in existence it is a bad thing don’t destroy don’t do it it is very sad to see destruction it is sad when hearts are shattered too so very sad sad day i support peace war is destruction at its worst…so terrible.
The world is crumbling around me. Buildings fall, people scream. Smoke, debris…chaos. what has the world come to? people run frantically trying to find somewhere to hide only to be killed by the debris.
The end was near, i could feel the tense atmosphere the air was charged with it.this was it the end of humanity everything we worked for was destroyed.
love destroys. Love doesn’t even exist. However, the belief that love does exist will destroy everything. Jackson will destroy me because he makes me think love could exist. I will be destroyed. And it’s his fault. entirely.
The most I ever was destroyed came about by the damnedest bean burrito you ever lain eyes upon. The grease and bacteria of that foul wedge of filth wreaked such havoc upon my tenderloins that I have sworn off all such devourings of burrito-type foodstuffs, and henceforth declare my butt “Burrito-free”.
“Destroy it!” he shouted. The Ouija board moved frantically across the table. He grabbed for a match and tried to burn it, but not before the cold hand came upon his shoulder. He was strangled to death.
Rubble everywhere, rocks and stones, boulders and metal. Dust is swirling all around us making it impossible to see. All we can do is wait for it to settle, for the chaos to end and for us to begin a new day.
you destroyed me. buildings are destoryed. Twin towers. Demolished. Torn down. Ruined. Destroy is bad. Don’t destroy. Can destroying be good? I cant think of an incedident off the top of my head that involved destroying being good.
The flames licked at the house slowly, destroying the home in it’s wake, the family stood outside staring at the horrific site, deeply saddened by the flames, but happy no one was hurt, that they still had each other in this hard time…they could hold each other that night and say i love you.
I can’t bring myself to destroy St Paul Sinners. That’s good, though, right? It was good practice. It is good practice. Not that I’ve deluded myself that it’s something worth publishing, or that I’m worth publishing. But I’m proud of the writing I have managed to finish.
The light destroys me. This isn’t what they promised. They told me the light held all of my future, all of my being, all of my happiness. It has brought me nothing but sorrow. When one only looks to the light, how is one to find individuality? How is one to find creativity?
My thoughts
they destroy me.
Your words
they destroy me.
You destroy me.
I destroy me.
I loved you with all of my heart and it still wasn’t enough for you.
You left. I’m here. Destroyed.
Connecticut disaster destroyed kids, families and parents lives. Dogs left waiting by the window and beds left made for the rest of eternity. Hurricane sandy destroyed out nation.
The little rat saw the kitten sleeping. I’ve got him. He thought to himself. The little critter crawled between the open jaws of the tabby kitten and slinked his way into the cat’s stomach. It was only six in the morning when the little rat pushed the button on his vest, and the cat blew up.
we all have the power to destroy. it is a power within our words, our actions, and we must choose to do what is right; why destroy, when we have equal power to create?
the world always seems to get ruined and it goes until it hits the pinnacle of destruction therefore leading all to rebuild what they themselves hav come to ruin and destroy. love family friends home all it must be repaired and the cycle goes.
I want to destroy who I am so I can become who I need to be, who I want to be. And so many things are stopping me from accomplishing that. Mainly myself. My inability to accept loss of love. My ability to hold on. That hope I have for love and that is what has gotten me through life and i don’t know if I should keep it or destroy it.
i destroy my surroundings with nothing but the essence they were created with. creative destruction… destroying creativity. the essence of being. every moment is just as much a step toward the end as a it a step toward the new beginning.
It cannot be said that our attempt to destroy the Krao people was unsuccessful. Not exactly. The invasion, it is true, was ineffectual to the point of absurdity – and, really, misguided to begin with. It is not true, as some have suggested, that our cultural invasion is what did it.
Seven men. Seven challenges. Seven different outcomes. All with the same result; a solution. To a problem that shouldn’t have existed in the first place. But all that is built must, and will likely, one day be destroyed.
destroy this world son, go on do it. They loathe you here, they don’t want you.
But dad, this wasn’t how it was suppose to happen,
Nothing every does son. She left you for him. do this to get back at her.
BOOM! dead! ummm when japan blew up? destroy….. team rocket? battle ship! destroying is bad. you shouldnt destroy pretty things like flowers and such (or japan). yep.
It’s a horrific thing to think about what I almost did to my sister. The look on her face….. “I had never felt so ISOLATED.” Hope doesn’t like school, doesn’t like to read, doesn’t like big words. She knows them. But like good swear words, she never uses them unless she wants them to MEAN it.
and so the world was over
gone and we left it there, like that
traveled into the next
then the next, and
stayed
where we found things
to replace what was lost
and forgotten
we dream of the old place.
I can’t think of anything to write for destroy. It’s not that I’ve never wanted to destroy anything before, but somehow that anger slips away when it’s not actively happening to me and I can’t summon to mind what it is I hate so badly I want to rid the universe of it entirely.
and so the world was over
gone and we left it there, like that
traveled into the next
then the next, and
stayed there
where we found things
to replace what was lost
and forgotten
we dream of the old place
fire. tall buildings burrning. people running. scared. afraid. free. run. hate. no love. harsh words. no love. sad faces. tears falling like rain. dirty faces. smudged faces.
It all came down around him. Microscopic bits of this and that swirled and heaved and stewed before him. He had no idea what was going on, really…
The pain was red hot. He didn’t know what to do but destroy. It was the only thing on his mind. He searched for anything with a pulse. Nothing. So he ran, and didn’t stop; his heartbeat pounding in his ears.
The pain was red hot. He didn’t know what to do but destroy. It was the only thing on his mind. He searched, for anything with a pulse.
I don’t know what to destroy. I want to. But I don’t know what. Hm. Maybe this keyboard.
The entire house was destroyed. The water got to it again. Every time the house leaked, they’d fix it. But then it would leak again. It was a never ending battle. One that would never be won. He sat down downtrodden with a doily on his head. And then he ate some peanuts.
I want to destroy all the hope you had in becoming a second father to what’s her name. I want to destroy the life you thought you might have after you left us. You destroyed my hope of love, and now, it’s your turn to get destroyed.
rip mess up hate anger violence meanness lack of respect for self or others to unmake. To undo something or someone. To be unknind.
Crumbling through forever fingers, I was surprised how soft you were. Your spider hands cradled the heart like a baby, and you smiled as it sifted through the open cracks.
sometimes, in order to build, we must destroy.
but why destroy anything? to obliterate, annihilate, break down..i may be happier not being able to understand that urge.
Back in the old days
I used to hide behind
The fields and in the hay
mounts to watch over the
little girls
One of the old days
My purple stain of shame
came out to the female
and destroyed everything
in the shape of wirls.
“Sometimes one wants to create just as badly as one wants to destroy, they go hand in hand. Destruction leaving space for what may beomce, what you give birth to in this world. I’ve wanted to destroy and then I want to create, this realm of opposites is so strong sometimes. Don’t tell me you’ve never felt it too.”
The world is bound to destroy itself. Not through the economy or global warming, but through stupidity and the lack of learning.
bad i love people i want no war knock over topple over tear apart no longer in existence it is a bad thing don’t destroy don’t do it it is very sad to see destruction it is sad when hearts are shattered too so very sad sad day i support peace war is destruction at its worst…so terrible.
The world is crumbling around me. Buildings fall, people scream. Smoke, debris…chaos. what has the world come to? people run frantically trying to find somewhere to hide only to be killed by the debris.
The end was near, i could feel the tense atmosphere the air was charged with it.this was it the end of humanity everything we worked for was destroyed.
love destroys. Love doesn’t even exist. However, the belief that love does exist will destroy everything. Jackson will destroy me because he makes me think love could exist. I will be destroyed. And it’s his fault. entirely.
The most I ever was destroyed came about by the damnedest bean burrito you ever lain eyes upon. The grease and bacteria of that foul wedge of filth wreaked such havoc upon my tenderloins that I have sworn off all such devourings of burrito-type foodstuffs, and henceforth declare my butt “Burrito-free”.
“Destroy it!” he shouted. The Ouija board moved frantically across the table. He grabbed for a match and tried to burn it, but not before the cold hand came upon his shoulder. He was strangled to death.
Destroyed. It’s gone.
Never coming back.
Look what you’ve done.
You’ve gone and destroyed it.
What a shame.
Rubble everywhere, rocks and stones, boulders and metal. Dust is swirling all around us making it impossible to see. All we can do is wait for it to settle, for the chaos to end and for us to begin a new day.
you destroyed me. buildings are destoryed. Twin towers. Demolished. Torn down. Ruined. Destroy is bad. Don’t destroy. Can destroying be good? I cant think of an incedident off the top of my head that involved destroying being good.
The flames licked at the house slowly, destroying the home in it’s wake, the family stood outside staring at the horrific site, deeply saddened by the flames, but happy no one was hurt, that they still had each other in this hard time…they could hold each other that night and say i love you.
I can’t bring myself to destroy St Paul Sinners. That’s good, though, right? It was good practice. It is good practice. Not that I’ve deluded myself that it’s something worth publishing, or that I’m worth publishing. But I’m proud of the writing I have managed to finish.