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They call a trap and I guess I am, trapped in this body that isn’t really mine. I love the fingers, the toes, the head, but parts feel wrong they don’t belong and I wish to cut, slash remove everything until I am real, whole. I have a box of forbidden items, ones I wearContinue reading “23:128”

Paladin to a demon, a noble class corrupted, with the power seeped through from a being with no soul. Dreams of grandeur die on the blade that can only be summoned with death’s intent. Let it fall and die a fool? Or live and become the most feared creature to plague our nightmares.

He is confident, resilient, he will say he’s right and believe it even when he’s wrong. She’s not confident but still resilient in a silent way. She will speak with a slight mocking undertone to the one who is wrong. Both have doubts, anxieties, both need pushing to achieve what they want. I love themContinue reading “23:126”

Control the weather and ride the clouds, enter a land of myths that seem unreal as they stare and judge you. Overcome hardships to rescue a loved one, and see them gain your reward because they were born with what you were not. Return to normal life and forget. But you can never forget. YouContinue reading “23:125”

Unzip your guts and reach for the courage you need, a defining feature for people to admire, to make you excel beyond the predicted, and be remembered as something.

A fell omen already an onimous presence, whisper, warning but then he fell from prediction, fell from normal imagination and opened horrors we did not want, were not ready for, are forced to now endure, but cannot overcome.

The sinking feeling of settling horror when an absence is noted and no recollection of its presence can be remembered. You claimed it was a favoured item, but it took you this long to realise it was missing. Perhaps, gone forever. Frantic searching, frantic phone call… and then you spot it, discarded on the floor,Continue reading “23:122”

Sneak past in shadows and remain invisible, unwanted, so that even the other side of yourself wishes you’d disappear forever. (Sorry this is late today, got distracted with the Gollum game, which has also inspired the poem).

A heart bone is a greater break than an organ tear. Tears can be stitched, the healing process helped, quickened, soothed. Bones are the structure, when they collapse, shatter, they will never mend as strong again, always they will be weaker, a clear scar where the break was, a target for any to shatter youContinue reading “23:120”