"Freedom is not just a word,
It is a state of mind,
It is promised by those who govern irresponsibly,
Freedom is what is rightfully ours as a people,
So if the government wont give it to us,
We have to take it for ourselves." -JCL3
The passing of time has turned the refuge of silence into sinister sounds of sorrow. The dissonance is numbing, equilibrium shot, he can’t stand to his feet to escape his own mind. Pitiful and paralyzed, everything seems lackluster. The colors of the rainbow fall short of vibrancy and instead beam with a dried flat hue. What meaning does any of it have, he thinks himself into a daze. None of the…
On the edge of inspiration, his feet are weight down by fear, tied entirely to tight by laces of doubt. Beneath him is a pit of remorse waiting to engulf his mind, body, and soul all while he drowns in regret. He turns, heart pounding, searching everywhere but unable to find the courage he wishes he had. His hand dives into his pocket, scrambling. Where is it? He pulls his hand out slowly, fear…
With the blood moon rising from the cosmos and the lemon sun sinking into oblivion, the terrors of the night reveal themselves. Liberty, a twelve year old with olive skin, sprints through the forest neglecting the now bleeding sores on her feet. She has been frantically searching for her father and brother, but somehow she has found herself lost. Many different branches have introduced themselves…
Crippling anxiety, nervous trimmers, debilitating self-doubt. Scars of dreams once lived, but ultimately thrown to the shadows, throb as the soul sends signals prompting the next step in life. A battle of life and death, war with self, a plea for forgiveness. The soul is willing yet the body is weak. He yearns for life, though he doesn’t trust himself enough to believe it is deserved. The man in…
Universe finds like minds attached by the thinnest of intermingling twine. Pondering thoughts dance as eyes meet. Words flow, yet neither speak. Stimulate me mentally if you dare, kindred spirits realize they are of the same tribe. Knowledge for the sake of knowledge has no place, to spill out into empty cups of youth is their place. Perhaps pouring into each other and mixing recipes will make…
The hero waits still, cloak swaying in the whisper of a breeze. The sun sets on two. On a bench, eyes sunken, hair seasoned with salt and pepper from years of wisdom. Her heart swells as the seconds pass, playing memories of a wonderful life filled with the lives of those who she loved. She waits for the embrace of the hero, she will be whisked away to the next journey in life, to one day see the…
His daughter’s betrayal drains the air from his lungs. The king quickly drops to his knees gasping, cringing from the painful tremors of heartbreak. The darkest part of his soul begins to whisper, “she wants your kingdom to burn, her infidel lover will kill you.” Walls of fear collapse upon him, his only escape is to plunge himself into the pool of anger filling the chasms of his heart. He stands…
Better isn’t good enough. Good isn’t great. Perfection isn’t attainable, but the pursuit still lives on. What the mirror shows in the only version of self that exists. This version has not received the updates the vision has constructed in the mind. A cycle of not being good enough ensues and the backbreaking work of trying to live up to unreal imagined expectations begins. We hurt, unsatisfied…
“Sorry, I’m unable to get to the phone at this time but if you would like, please leave a message.” *Beep* “Mama, are you coming home tonight. I miss you, I hope you’re safe. I love you. *calls back* “Sorry, I’m unabl-…” *Hangs up calls back* “The user’s voice message box is full goodbye.”
Two days or three since he last spoke to or saw his mama. He can’t escape the thoughts, the fear she may…
The spectacle of the night sky hypnotizes the boy as he peers through the window of the family minivan. His mind flings him into the vast vacuum of the universe leaving him alone to interrogate the cosmos and their creator. “What is the color of death? Is it eternal darkness or endless bliss?” “Will I be alone?” “Is it quiet?” His heart pummels his chest in panic as his questions are met with…
