Fool, no thank you.
My heart beatingMy body heatingMy tears haltingMy emotions fightingMy walls crumblingMy vulnerability arisingMy self-esteem dwindlingMy trust diminishing They say I am a fool for fallingFalling deep without thinkingBut I say I am no fool for realizingThat I am only strong when I am rising From the depths of your chaining.©lenna
Our entire existence loses its meaning if we can not be true to ourselves. We grasp at loose ends that end up letting us fall deep into a ditch of misery.©lenna
The full moon is here and the werewolf inside wants to break out. Run wild and let go, feel the air rushing through her hair as she howls and let every little bit of restrain go knowing with the sunrise around the corner she had to take advantage of the moon light.©leinna
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word short tale on Space
Space isn't necessarily at times.
The picture of a sunrise that I took on a ferry.
The beauty that lies beneath each one of us surpasses the need to turn into the beastly nature that each human possesses. Many times one wonders why they keep on feeding the beast when they could be naturing the beauty that glows within them, it is human nature.©leinna
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word short write-up on Strange
Strangely enough, beat it!
It is said the only work the heart is supposed to do is pump blood but you gave my heart the second job.It is said you only know the value of something or someone when it is gone but each second I see the value of your existence.It is said that if you truly love someone you should be able to let them go but with you I would rather fight to give us a chance.©leinna
Nothing can mirror the feeling of being alone in this world.©leinna
Peace, calm, joy, fulfillment.Pain, chaos, anger, sickness, death.Lying there cold as a stone, thinking if I just kissed him I will feel the warmth coming back to him.Wailing, can everybody just shut up!I look around me, no one is breathing.I look at the one taking care of his little fragile body and he assures me he is in a better place.Laughing, what is the point of all this.Holding him, feeding him and then feel his life slip away painlessly and effortlessly.Darkness and regrets. I whisper to his mum he is resting now.Just as quick as that death robbed again.
Standing at the edge of the riverbank wondering how the water managed to remain so clean and clear after every dirt was dumped there. Funny enough our lives run parallel to this notion, we get dirt thrown at us all the time. We get hurt, we get disappointed, we are rejected each day. We reach a point of feeling unworthy, we forget just like the river we can do our own cleansing. Human beings are the strongest creatures in this universe and yet we underestimate our strength. Square your shoulders, hold your head high, look straight into the oblivion and tell yourself damn this life is short to concentrate on negativity that gets thrown your way. Do your our own cleansing because you are capable of doing so.©leinna