My eyes twitch nervously around the hall. Im sweating and its not from the 35º heat. Looking down, the words on the page say Final Exam but all I see is End Game.
Breathing deeply, I hope the air will clear my mind. I close my eyes to escape the claustrophobia.
I open my eyes and Im no longer in the rapidly shrinking hall. I look around and there is a purple sky, like the blue of day and black of sky are mixing together and creating a perfect evening. But not so for me. My mind feels like it is imprisoned and can not leave the thoughts of the exam I am about to do.
I feel like Im falling
I crawl up into a corner, hoping to be unnoticed, when out from the dark the monster from my nightmares come to me, you.
You tell me things, things from my past, that I'd rather forget. You draw me into the darkness with you, then I become everything you are. I become my worst fears.
Me.
I'm my worst fear, I run from myself because I'm afraid. Of what might happen if I let myself go. The darkness comsumes me.
I become what you are, a monster that drags you to becoming their worst fears. Themselves.
But my savour, my love, the one I admire from afar comes and saves me from myself.
The irony.
He grabs my hand and tells me to run, my knig
Murder Mystery Story by mizunderstoodpunk, literature
Literature
Murder Mystery Story
Glass crackles and crunches under my boots as I walk through the halls of this broken home.
I step on something uneven. As I lift my foot I see a joyful scene. Sigh, I bend over and pick up the broken picture frame. They look so happy. Holding champagne and celebrating with their friends and family.
"Fools," I mutter. I stand up and place the cracked picture and place it on a nearby table.
Do I dare explore more? A flickering light teases my curiosity. I carefully tread down the hallway. I feel something slick on the door jam and lift my hand to the light.
Blood.
My hand creeps to the holster in my jacket to reach for my gun. I turn into
Unasked Questions by mizunderstoodpunk, literature
Literature
Unasked Questions
Ever love someone so much it hurt?
Ever know that it might not be the end?
Ever stop to think about how the world works?
Or just to stop and smell the roses?
The way life works is stupid
Doesn't seem right at all
It hurts and burns with the lows
And loves and flows with the highs
Everything seems possible
And impossible at the same moment
Ever think life is a game?
Ever take a gamble?
Running the risk of getting caught?
Or never running at all?
Thinking about life is getting you no-where
Knowing that consequence is a punishment for not taking that chance?
Can't that one giant change?
That enormous leap?
Discovering freedom t
Hold you in my arms by mizunderstoodpunk, literature
Literature
Hold you in my arms
I can't wait to have you
Hold you in my arms
The time apart is killing me
Cutting me deep in my soul
Your the only cure
The medicine to make me well
If I never have you
My life would be hell
To see myself in your eyes
To have you stare back
Not through a camera
But face to face
Feeling your prensences around me
Makes me feel well
I feel complete, whole and together
Never ever alone
Wanting you near
The time edges closer
To have you near me
To hold you in my arms
The day was unlike any other
The day you left me behind
I woke up one morning and knew you weren't there
But you worked early so I knew you left
I never knew you wouldn't come back
That day was your last day
By the end of the day you made us all cry
You face was on every paper
I was only little
Why did you leave?
How could you not care enough about me?
You left a little girl who would never be the same
I didn't understand what happened or if you cried
As the years went on I still didn't understand
But I started to understand that you weren't coming back
And I got angry
I hate you so much
You were my best friend and you left m
Temptation -Unfinished- by mizunderstoodpunk, literature
Literature
Temptation -Unfinished-
I've kissed the lips of temptation
Those seductive eyes draw me in
Staring deep into my own
Your arms are serpants that slither around my waist
Pulling me towards you
Hands touch hands
Lips touch lips
Hips touch hips
Everything is how it is
Everything is perfect
Pardon me, as I burn your name into my soul
You touch sends shivers down my spine
Your lips on my neck
Your hands on my back
My back towards the ground and your towards the sky
You treat me as glass
Gental, as if you could break me
Hands running marathons over my body
Skimming my skin like a rock skimming the waters surface
Things are bad
They're getting worse
I find the light from love is fading fast
I'm in the dark
With no one else
Wondering how I got there
My life was great
I loved it lots
But then something happened
My life was crumbling
The tables were turning
The walls were closing in around me
You were there
On that bed
Dying from a fight well fought
But not well enough
You turned to me, stared into my eyes
And said "I always loved you. And will always love you"
You closed you eyes
And my world went black
You hand released mine
I walked out of the room
Silent, unshed tears welled up in my eyes
Then, they ran down my checks
I got to
Murder Mystery Story by mizunderstoodpunk, literature
Literature
Murder Mystery Story
Glass crackles and crunches under my boots as I walk through the halls of this broken home.
I step on something uneven. As I lift my foot I see a joyful scene. Sigh, I bend over and pick up the broken picture frame. They look so happy. Holding champagne and celebrating with their friends and family.
"Fools," I mutter. I stand up and place the cracked picture and place it on a nearby table.
Do I dare explore more? A flickering light teases my curiosity. I carefully tread down the hallway. I feel something slick on the door jam and lift my hand to the light.
Blood.
My hand creeps to the holster in my jacket to reach for my gun. I turn into
Current Residence: House Favourite genre of music: Punk Operating System: Computer of some sort MP3 player of choice: SanDisk Sansa Wallpaper of choice: Punk Rocks Favourite cartoon character: Witchblade (comic book) Personal Quote: He was like that when I got here! 'Onest!
Hey kittens! Ok, so the last time I updated was when I was 15, nearly 16. And now I'm 16, nearly 17... I need to update more often... It can't be helped. Anyway, how are you all?
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Ok, the lastest news is:
Australia, rulers of the world, have made it into the FIFA World Cup! ISN'T THAT JUST THE GREATEST!!
Guy Phillip West, or dehumanziedboy as some of you know him, could very well be getting married. This is great news cause it finally proves that he is soft. And congrats Guy.
The poetry book I'm getting published in comes out soon. Yay!! I don't think my work is that great but you all think it is as you have faved some :+fav: of my work.
There is 45 days till I go to America... Yippee!! :w00t:
Bye people... Loves ya!