They tried to colour me crazy.
Filling my head with As and Bs
but only As because a B is for low life
dirt pushing fuckers with no dreams.
They told me to read.
Not for me. But for they.
Summary: "Hours of work were now resting in a black plastic bag. How many more would join them? She had no time to dwell on such questions, though. Wax was scraped from the tablecloth with a fancy butter knife that wasn't serving its intended purpose. Like so many other things that were permanently damaged, the tablecloth was folded and put away. Would he already be asleep?"
Word Count: 1,875
Prompt: Prompt #350 - Sarcasm
Summary: "You're never honest." She shot him a steel glare and slapped his hand away with a flick of her wrist. "That's what I hate about you."
He was leaning against a wall in his suit, watching as another man caressed her shoulder flirtatiously, playing with a lock of her long, dark hair.
Summary: To fill up emptiness with another empty person. Even that was a mistake from the start, wasn't it? [Oneshot]
I sit at the cliff where we first met. You are not here today.
"Play-dough!" I say, as I hand you my heart.
Soft and spongy for you to mold.
You pushed and squeezed till it was cracked and dry;
till it was dirty, diseased and cold.
Not just my trust. My hope. My virginity.
"You're so fickle.
Why should it matter?"
I ask for the umpteenth time.
"I don't know what you mean.
What are you implying?"
Her gaze doesn't falter like mine.
"What is there to imply
when I've told you plainly?"
I will not lose this fight.
"There is something.
There always is, isn't there?"
Our words were released at night.
"I see, here it comes.
What is? What is always there?"
I feel a quiver in my lip.
"Don't act so naive,
do you think I'm that stupid?"
Our emotions are losing grip.
"I really don't know,
can't you for once just tell me?"
There was no backing down now.
"How dare you...
how dare you?"
We're falling endlessly down.
"How dare I?
Because you expect everything of me,
because you give nothing back
while I hope for something to change
when nothing ever will.
"How dare I?
Because I care."
What shade hangs in front of your eyes
A real man doesn't do as he does
He is the path to your demise
His actions should speak louder than words
How can you give your love to such a beast
If only the whole knew the whole
How can he kindle the fire
How can you fall again for his guise
The air, damp
carried on the nipping breeze,
bringing the scent
the scent remembered.
The year will pass again
before white drowns the Earth
and sleep settles on the mind
Leaving me yearning
for the passage of time.
A prayer for relief; burying my face in my hands.
No use. The pressure is there, just behind my eyes
and I feel the swell that I cannot stem, it's all mine.
Release is not an option and I resist emotion's plans.
I refute the evidence before me, disbelieve the truth.
I mutter and mumble my pleas to stop. No use,