She glanced around slowly, the pain in her neck and back made her cringe with pain as she strained to see behind her. The corridor she'd chosen as her sanctuary had seemed like a good idea until the adrenaline had begun to drain and she'd crashed to the floor in crippling pain, now she didn't know if they would find her and if they did if she had any chance of getting away. She couldn't hear any footsteps or indications of anyone's arrival but that didn't mean anything here, the soft rubbery floors and indoor shoes worn by everybody meant that you were unlikely to get any warning of their arrival. Sam realised she had no idea how long she'd
when someone's crying in a dark room
silently, yet you can tell,
that feeling of sorrow you can feel,
that makes you feel the world
is more evil than you knew before,
that's me.
when life drags you backwards,
through that rose bush,
yet there are no blooms left,
that desire to give up,
that pain you feel,
that's me.
when you enter your own space,
ready to sit down and cry,
and you realise that it's all gone,
someone's kicked you whilst you were down,
and now you feel so lost,
that's me.
everything that's bad in the world only serves to promote the good.
everything that's dark in the world only serves to promote the light.
As she slowly moved over his body she cursed her clumsy and accident-prone self, but as she looked back at him her heart fluttered and she was filled with a confidence she'd never felt before. His eyes conveyed a love that she'd denied existing and denied herself previously, but now she had to admit to being a bit of an addict. Her whole body trembled as his hand softly stroked along her arm, he was the most stunning creature she'd ever seen and it dried her throat up everytime she looked at him.
She lay next to him, completely fulfilled, and as she gazed at him something lit up in his eyes and they began to kiss passionately, she ran her ha
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A Dark Fear of Mine
Tucked tight onto his warm chest; even I thought it would be safe there. I was wrong. As my cheek warmed and my heart purred with contentedness of such close contact the dark caught my eye; entrancing me, dancing with my consciousness as it escaped through the window.
Thoughts of the ever-lasting darkness absorb me as I begin to shake, losing myself in the darkness like an animal is invisible to a driver as they hit it. Comforting myself I push myself hard into his chest, trying to convince myself that everything is bright white; for a few seconds it works, just fine. But then slowly a small dot appears on my perfect white field of flowers,
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Simply brushing off the dust
His well ironed black suit and crisp white shirt blended in here, it didn't matter that he'd made a real effort for this meeting because no-one would have noticed either way. He shrugged the feeling of anger of, because this meeting was important; just like the last one, and the one before. The meeting went on, slowly engulfing each person's opinions in one mass of 'yes' and 'I agree'. He could hardly tell them apart, and could have sworn somebody started off by disagreeing. But he was happy with the result and so didn't bother worrying about it.
As everyone was dismissed, he went to sit in the park, taking an apple from his briefcase; he
Sugar – nothing's left,
And something's replaced the sweet nothings
With these sour thoughts of everything
That reminds me of you.
I spread the cds over the floor,
Recoiling at the truth of 'the despair factor'
And slowly sinking to the floor.
I hate to say it but we aren't cute anymore,
As the heart strings tear and rip the fake smile
From my now screaming face,
Can't you hear the silent cries of 'I love you'?
The floor doesn't feel same anymore
As the ceiling collapses in.
But with you I wasn't scared
Of the swords and the daggers
The crying out of the lonely souls
As we skimmed the underworld
simply to make our happines
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The end of it all
She lay their as the feeling of freedom and happiness over took her... she could see the blood staining her sleeves and she smiled... No-one could hurt her now... not even if they wanted to.
She lay thinking of all that she had escaped... the empty world, the meaningless thoughts, the people who seemed only too willing to tell you exactly how little of you they thought.
There had only been one person who ever thought more of her than the rest of the world, but he had been taken by them... they hadn't killed him... cos some how that would of seemed easier... no they had taken his mind and he had betrayed her for some cheap slut.
He had
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The lonliness engulfed them
She sat, everyday watching the world go by, no-one saw her, anymore. She told herself she wanted it that way, but deep inside she knew it wasn't true.
He wandered everyday, quietly allowing people to pass him by. He watched all the couples as they walked, wishing that it would happen to him too.
She never got invited places, and would listen longingfully to conversations. She saw a star and wished that someone would invite her.
He was alone most of the time, thinking of what was wrong with him. He considered the possibility of becoming a stalker.
One day she sat alone.
One day he left home.
She wandered aimlessly through the park.
He w
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The Lonliness engulfed them 2
As she sat there silently sobbing,
As he sat there his head bobbing,
The forces pulled them together.
As she sat there staring in wonder,
His speech he began to blunder,
They mentally wished it would last forever.
Suddenly as if each of them had changed,
As if it had been arranged,
They were drawn together with as if by magic.
The moments merged together,
Soon they were asleep in the heather,
They no longer felt like the world was tragic.
Their relationship moved with a great swiftness,
Their minds were doubtless,
Each night filled with sensual love.
He cared for her every whim,
She knew she would always love him,
They worked
Why do they yell?? by clinicallybeyondhelp, literature
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Why do they yell??
Right next door,
They scream and shout,
My ears get so sore,
I know one of them will clout
To them I am not here,
All they see is the vortal,
At each other they leer,
Their hate is immortal
Harsh words said in the heat,
They do not mean them,
This is a a horrible treat,
But I shall not condemn
Days later still no apologies come,
The tense atmosphere,
The heavy use of rum,
I sit alone and shead a tear
Are their words true?
I remain unsure,
Do they hate each other too,
I know there will be arguements more.
So why did they marry?
So why did they marry?
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Why do they laugh???
Everyday they laugh,
I'm not a comedian,
But still they laugh,
Nor a clown,
But at me they laugh,
What have I done,
To make them laugh,
I tell no jokes,
I don't ask for the laugh,
I don't enjoy it,
But they like to laugh,
But they don't know me,
If they did they would not laugh,
I would scare them,
They could not laugh,
They may feel pity,
But they would not laugh,
I am twisted,
I do not laugh,
They would be tortured,
They could laugh no longer,
I look in the mirror,
And I laugh,
I see what they mean,
And I laugh,
I am hideous,
All I deserve is their laugh,
I hate me,
They should laugh,
I understand,
Let them lau
You sit there, in that pit of darkness.
That pit of fears and nightmares.
You're crying, your tears are running down your face.
I offer my hand to you.
Let me take you from this darkness, these fears.
I will not harm you.
Let me hold you and warm you,
Care for you, cherish you,
Love you, help you.
You hesitantly look up at me.
I look into your eyes and you cry harder.
I move down to you, the darkness moving in.
I ask you what is wrong.
You stay silent, tears still falling.
I try to wrap my arms around you.
You push me away, the darkness moving closer now.
I tell you we must hurry.
You ignore me and push me away.
The darknes
You sit their crying, tears flowing from your eyes
The past that pained you, so many times
I come closer, and see what you saw
Your tears begin filling the room; your memory's littering the floor
I kneel down beside you, holding you close, looking into you eyes
I hold your hand as we climb, away from those memories, as you cry
We sit on a ledge together, as those memories drown
I look at you, holding you, as you frown.
I'm hear for you now, you don't need to think that way
Let those memories die, this day
They only pain you and now I'm hear
There is no need to fear
I'll take that pain away
I will do it today
As the rain falls
The horns of the cars blazed deafening her to the friendly voices from her radio; the long, strenuous journey was never pleasant and often resulted in her stressed and rather unproductive attitude at work. It didnt help that she was often bored to death by her colleagues and their fantastic recollections of desperately embellished stories of cases which never happened the same twice. As the cars crept onwards, the wheels screeching as they struggled to follow the lines of the jammed road.
The mono-tonal roar of the cars droned on as she pulled into the car park, glancing around at the spaces. That was the good thing about working in a
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