Literature is sometimes undervalued here on DA...but not by me.
Graceful is an Adjective by pullingcandy, literature
Literature
Graceful is an Adjective
i.
Somewhere between the ravine and the sprawl of convenience stores I left footprints, halting and clumsy, on beaten pathways between bikers and dogs. I traversed slowly between pine trees and brush to the waters edge to catch frogs and skip stones, and dream.
I did not move with grace or any sense of proportion; I stumbled, tripped, and beat my way through the low lying undercoat of nettles and rose bushes to look into the swirling depths of the creek and wish, dream, hope for my prince. I am a princess and I need somebody with a strong shoulder and good wits to protect me, to make me graceful by proxy. I conjure images of our
Miss Green Nails, that was always what he called her in his mind. Even after they met, and he learned her real name. She was always Miss Green Nails to him.
The first time he saw her, he was passing by a coffee shop, in his car. She had her hand with her slender finger wrapped around a big plastic cup, green nails catching his eye, and he followed them up her arm to a pleasant and round face. He was enthralled with her, from that moment on.
He stopped by the next day, wearing a minty cologne and a fresh suit, and there she was, fingers wrapped around another plastic cup. He grinned and ordered a coffee, then made his way past her table,
My Personal Nightmare by veinsrunempty, literature
Literature
My Personal Nightmare
My Personal Nightmare
A lot can happen in 37 minutes.
The ringer on my cellphone is a sharp, glassy tone. It cuts through my sleep with ease. I'm accustomed to looking at the screen immediately when it goes off.
After a fitful dream, the details of which elude me still, I awaken and glance around the room with panicky eyes. The dream lingers on my arms, I rub them down and pull a blanket over my legs.
As I let go of the blanket, and my head falls toward the pillow, which I have flipped now for the better, vastly chilled other side, I feel sleep rising up again, only to caught short by my cellphone.
I grab it, and try to bring up the touc
Cut the String Cut the String
Why won't those three just cut the string
dance and sing is all they do
only fools find their strings in two
what we seek cannot be found
fate has a say in how we are bound
Cut the String, Cut the string
those filthy old hags must have their way
It is the story that I am of noble birth
I fled to escape the fate put to me on earth
my hands were tied when I saw her
but now she is not, I cry!
Cut the String, Cut the String
Its three a.m.,
And theyre fast asleep.
So take this gun;
Lets go and creep.
Dont worry.
They wont hear a thing.
Shoot them in the back;
Enjoy the thrill it will bring.
Kill them all!
Go in from room to room.
Shoot them down!
Put them in their tomb.
With this gun,
Know whats true.
If there is a god,
We know, its You.
In my life, Ive been through practically everything there is for a young girl to fear. Ive been sexually abused by a man I trusted, Ive gone through anorexia and bulimia, recovered, relapsed, and then recovered again. Ive been addicted to self mutilation, and been betrayed by the people Ive trusted the most. Ive been diagnosed with bi-polar disorder, and a painful, crippling, physical disability. So why do I pose nude? Its simple really. I pose nude because its my therapy.
I pose nude because I need to feel in control. I need to feel that I can trust
What is in the world besides destruction
Where is love and happiness without seduction
Where are our lives and minds where's our sanity
It's lost and forgotten though I've never had any
What is this world besides pains and sorrows
And who are these people I call my heroes
They are the ones that stand beside me
The ones who always give me my heed
They are the people true and so fair
Them I owe my all, my worries and care
They are my hope, my light, my happiness
When I am surrounded by nothing but darkness
It is them who give me my strength and my power
To stand over others proud and tall high I tower
Without them I would be nothi