The worst pain felt is not from physical harm. It’s the pain felt by the heart and mind. It’s pain caused by those dearest to us. The worst pain felt has love as its head and betrayal as its tail -Prom T
Your words evaporate
You’ve hurt me so much I’m immune
You can’t touch me
I wear pain like the grandest of diamonds
My scars are my finest tattoos
I am not one of, I'm not just a number on your list I will not be your sometimes. -Prom T
“AAhhhhh!!!!” she screamed.
“What’s wrong?!” Nixon retorted clearly startled, he held on tightly to the steel pole.
“Is that real lava?!!! Why the heck is there lava??!!!” her voice sounded like a cat being blended.
“Oh God” the exasperation in his voice wasn’t comforting “Well we wouldn’t to find out, would we? I’m trying to concentrate here”
The shrill jangle of the door bell filled the house, this wasn’t a surprise to him since he had been expecting her at some point after the books had been published. “Ethan! Ethan!” her voice echoed, it sounded like she was trying to bring the house down. He watched her from the top of the…… Continue reading Die Twice
Sometimes I write and my ideas clash,my very essence betraying… And when i look at my writings I wonder if its a means of surrender or a rebel. If someone went through each perfectly weaved sentence would it drive them to conform to society or would it spark and undying necessity to question society, and…… Continue reading Confessions of a scribbler
The heart can be resilient, plucking the fruits of the past and constantly taunting the mind, remembering what it wants to forget. -Prom T