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Does It Help?What helps you?
Smashing, Yelling, Crying?
It's a form of EXPRESSION
There are positive ones, and negative ones.
It all depends on how you do it.
Does it help?
Or cause more pain?
That's all up to how you do it.
Does it help you?
Nothing at LastHave you ever had the urge
To climb up on a serene peak.
Look down at all the magnificent foliage
Hear the birds chirping contently
Smell the fresh air of the forest
Feel the rough rocks and the scaly fish in the river?
Taste the tart berries
Then climb up to the very top,
Where you can see everything
All the beauty, all the wonders!
Turn your back on it all
Gliding to the bottom
An intense shock!
The feeling you wanted most.
Beauty surrounding you as your last breath escapes
Your soul slowly drifting out of your body.
Nothing at last.
Stay HappyIt was an innocent visit to Methuselah. Algean thought it best to visit. Cyris may have been missing her father after all. Melas loved her Papa too! It was all fine.
Once there, Algean let Melas run into her Papa’s lap, allowing him to hold her. Algean didn’t have to worry about Methuselah harming Melas. Algean sat down, pulling Cyris into his lap and holding her.
It wasn’t too long that an argument started however. Cyris quickly ushered Melas out of the room. Algean turned to Methuselah, growling, “So? Just what were you trying to say old man?!”
Methuselah slammed Algean into the wall, holding Algean by his neck. Methuselah snarled, “I don’t like you. I never liked you. You only made it worse when my daughter died giving birth to your child! I don’t blame Melas; it wasn’t her fault. I blame you.”
Algean instinctively used his powers, shooting pain through Methuselah’s body through his arms causing the older male to winc
If I Die Young- The Band PerryIf I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Lucian knew he was going to die. He and his sister were sick. His mother had told him that he was just sick, and that he’d be okay. But she didn’t know he could understand lying by now. All he hoped for was that his burial would be a nice one. Flowers right? How did a kid get buried though? He didn’t care, so long as he could stop coughing up blood.
Lord make me a rainbow
I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you
when she stands under my colors oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be no
ain't even grey but she buries her baby
He hoped that his mommy would still be happy. Even after he died. She tried her best to smile around him all the time. He read some law that said nothing would be destroyed. So that means he can be something else when he died right? Maybe he could be a nice big tree!
ReflectionI will never pass
For a perfect bride,
Or a perfect daughter
Sam was always pushed to the side. She could never please her father, nor any other person. She would stay alone for the rest of her days at least. But now she was immortal, she had all the time to try. Right?
Can it be,
I'm not meant to play this part?
Maybe she wasn’t meant to be Evil’s daughter? Or maybe she didn’t need to be with people. She was a killer, and that would work. That’s all she could be, or so she thought.
Now I see
That if I were truly to be myself,
I would break my family's heart
She knew if she acted out of line, there would be punishments. And those were some she never wanted to have to deal with again. Her father would be happy to have her killed though.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
No matter what she did, she could never recognize the pers
MonstersWhere do our monsters reside?
Under our beds?
Or are they in our heads?
In places devoid of light?
Or in plain sight?
In the closet?
I must confess
It is a mess
Because the only monster here is me.
That voice in your head
Screaming that you're worthless
Yes, I am the true monster
Try to conquer me
But you know you can't.
ChangeI am not afraid of what I have become
Nor am I afraid of what I once was
I am terrified at the drastic change between then and now
Should that repeat
I will be afraid
Of waiting in anticipation of what I will become
And finding out, I've already changed.
QuietMethuselah left his children in his room, while he left to get them all breakfast. He was carrying the tray back to his room when he heard the bickering start.
“Get your foot out of my face!”
“Get your face out of my foot!”
“Don’t touch my puppy!”
“Then don’t touch mine!”
“She’s my sister! I’m allowed to hug her!”
“You’re so domesticated!”
“I’m domesticated, Mr. Prissy Prickle!”
“Can you two just shut up?!”
“He started it!”
Methuselah walked in, “What is going on here?!” Algean was in his porcupine form, in Sam’s mouth. Sam was in her kitten form, dangling Algean off the side of the bed. Alptraum and Cyris were in their wolf pup form, Discord huddled under his hat asleep.
Sam dropped Algean and trotted over to Alptraum. Algean let out a grunt upon impact with the ground, “She dropped me!!” Cyri
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