Leap of faith-
Chatterbox: Inkwell
Leap of faith-
Leap of faith-
will you
take a
leap of
faith
take a hand
accept your
fate
six sides of a story
six possible crimes
choose one
you decide
the facts will be given
(but opinions are forever taken for something
perhaps what they are)
or not
i am the story-weaver
unknown to the wideworldwide
i am without a side
so soon you shall gaze upon the unfiltered facts:
submitted by Hanging Crown Veil
(August 4, 2018 - 2:14 pm)
(August 4, 2018 - 2:14 pm)
I mean, it would be preferred, because that makes everything more mysterious and serious...hey that rhymed! Buut...I guess you can just say stuff normally. Just when I do I sound like a normal person.
and i
would not like
to be
that way
(it is just one
of my foolish
wishes)
(humanity
has so
many)
(September 26, 2018 - 5:54 pm)
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(September 18, 2018 - 7:39 am)
captcha says kaem. came?
(September 18, 2018 - 7:39 am)
*insert poetic TOP here*
(September 25, 2018 - 7:48 pm)
another one who doesn't belong here
(i'm begginning to wonder if
anyone does) her story
is strangeley incomplete,
her role in the previous ones is a mystery,
but don't we all come to life at
the word; Yet
(September 26, 2018 - 5:27 pm)
I gobble up the new facts.
And I'm hungry
for more.
(September 26, 2018 - 6:31 pm)
She seems innocent enough
But her story isn't complete
Is she as innocent as she seems
"Is this real, or
Is it just
Smoke
And
Mirrors"
*cringes* I'm terrible at poetry. The last part is in quotations because it's from an Imagine Dragons song. No, I'm not good enough to come up with my own poetry. XD
(September 28, 2018 - 8:54 pm)
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(October 14, 2018 - 3:48 pm)
floppypoppytoppy :P
(October 14, 2018 - 3:50 pm)
Ahh! Guess who is a terrible person! Me.
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Wei-
I’m a salmon, small and lithe. Swimming upstream against a harshly flowing current. Memories threaten the corners of my eyes, trying to escape and spill out from their cage. Memories of sitting beside those rushing silver waters, trying to hook one of those salmon. They were just food to us. Faceless creatures with no hearts. No souls.
Well if I’m a salmon, I definitely took the bait. And now I’m sitting, waiting to be devoured by unknown creatures.
It bubbles up inside me, and I want to scream again. To cry again. To say all of the secrets tearing me apart. She sits in a corner, her face a plastic mask. My sister seems like ice. But I know she’s a fire.
Her fire is blazing red, like the cardigan covering her. Blazing red, like the blood she tries to hide.
I know. I know everything.
It feels cool in my hand, as my fingers hit the glowing screen. The familiar adrenaline rushes through me.
It’s just a game. And I’m winning. I’m winning as I search through everything, finding secrets meant to be hidden.
My sister’s eyes widen. She opens her mouth. And I can’t help it. I laugh, giggling playfully.
No one can hide. I’m the queen of this land, wearing my pride like armor over a broken shell.
I’m dead inside, yet I feel so alive.
(October 15, 2018 - 10:59 am)
darkness
creeps
in
,
light
peters
out;
salmon swim upstream,
their seething masses
disrupted
by wickedly sharp,
gleaming
hooks, covered
with juicy bait
to fool the fauna
fire burns bright,
ever in motion,
ever the same,
ever devouring
in a glowing blaze
a screen glows dimly
and something flickers under the surface;
i make note.
(October 15, 2018 - 7:22 pm)
(October 26, 2018 - 10:49 am)
the colors are gone
i am standing in a sun-washed out hole
is anyone still here?
the story remains unfinished,
will it stay that way?
the queation slowly changes to
who will be the last to leave?
(i still dont know who was the first)
there are so many unfinished mysteries
cut lines
unsaid words (are you Neko?)
hidden pages
forever secrets
why not one more?
but i'm still here
grasping at straws,
hoping for a top.
(November 13, 2018 - 2:27 pm)