Tag: darkness

Light Me Up

This was written for Writing 101

I’m not very good at expressing my emotions. For one, I’m just not capable of comprehending them. I am every stereotype of an overly emotional teenage girl. On top of that, I’m not big on the whole “sharing” thing. If I tell someone something, I’m going to OVERshare, and this is one of my least favorite things about myself.

Hence my chosen word for today’s writing prompt: regret.

I’ve had about a million problems with my relationships with other people, be they friends or family or romantic entanglements. As a girl who relies heavily on having people I can trust with every little thing, this sucks a big one.

It’s actually ironic, really. I put on this show of being untouchable, being this hard creature with no emotional needs, when in actuality I need so much. I think this surprises people, because when we get close I just dump a whole shitload on them and they get overwhelmed.

So I’ve just stopped getting close to people.

Which also sucks a big one.

Seriously, I can’t express how much it hurts to need someone to just be with, then push everybody away because I don’t think they want that with me. It’s messed up my relationship with my boyfriend a few times, which is frustrating. I always regret pushing him away (it’s one of those things that keeps me up at night), but I can’t help myself. It’s almost as though I care so damned much, I have to stop myself caring or I’m going to shatter.

Maybe that doesn’t make sense. Maybe it doesn’t follow the prompt. Oh well. I needed to say it.

Hush, Be Still

He wraps his warm arms

Around my shaking shoulders,

Sharing his heat with me

As we hide together

Under a quilt sewn

By someone long dead.

I can just make out

The bright glittering

Of his dark blue eyes,

Can barely see the curve of his lips

Just before they descend

Upon my creased brow.

“Hush,” he mutters,

“Hush, be still.

Horrors felt shall soon disperse

Amongst those who deserve

Our terror more than us.”

Unable to calm myself,

I curl closer to his chest

And let the steady rhythm

Of his thumping heart

Lull me into a fitful sleep

Made sweeter by his presence.

Save the Man

Darkness

Darkness so absolute

The sun strains to break free

Of the black bonds that hold it.

Darkness so complete,

So consuming,

We hide beneath our blankets

And hope we’ll be saved.

We won’t.

For who can save themselves

From a foe with no fears.

No regrets.

No sorrows.

A foe so indifferent

The evilest of men

Cowers in its sight.

A foe so disgusted by us,

The stain of humanity,

It picks us off

One.

By.

One.

The darkness slips into us,

Tainting our souls,

Creating monsters,

Shadows,

Black reflections of what we once were.

There’s something about darkness

That wears us to the bone,

Stripping away years

Of carefully constructed walls

And allowing the poison to seep in.

Seep into our dreams,

Our nightmares.

There’s something about darkness

That draws us in.

Who can save us from the evil?

And the burning

Of a soldier who just wasn’t quick enough;

Of a baby who just wasn’t ready.

The burning of past, present, and future:

Because somewhere, everywhere,

There’s always something burning.

Burning.

Drowning.

Drowning in a sea of iniquities.

Save the man

The man who told his ailing wife

That to die would not be such a terrible thing

If they were to do so together.

So that night,

Under the stars they danced to,

They do.

The next morning,

With the daylight dew;

Three bullets-

Two bodies-

One love.

Policed declared it suicide,

But those of us who know

(Who know the darkness)

We called it beautiful.