With merely your gaze, you shuffled me and mixed me through.

Incredibly, you are a cardist with nothing more than your eyes.

My heart is held by your piercing words, my soul split in two.

I could so easily be enthralled by fiery lies.

A poker face controls your head.

Your emotions failing to even seep through.

I wouldn’t know what would follow your stead,

Yet there I would be, playing games with ...

“What comes after that, Wolf?” The muffled man’s voice shattered inro fragments upon it’s escape from the mask. His voice was in the form of a yell, piercing the eardrums of the man in the chair. The tiny room reflected his shout, bouncing off each corner like a pinball machine.

A heavy silence followed, the weight of they’re words dangling in the humid air. A singular tear sprouted from under t...

Her eyes shot open faster then the crossbow that stunned her. She shot her head upwards, her purple hair flipping upwards and out of the brown leather cloak she donned. The first thing her eyes met were her black trousers that shielded the top half of her green boots. She squinted when her eyes, littered with cracks that resembled glass, met the dim lighting revealing a man before her.

“Greeting...

If desires are a flame, then I am a wildfire.

Free will rises in my soul like the flames of hell.

It burns, I burn, full of passion and longing

For that feeling of relief.

Water attempts to cleanse my desires.

It floods my forest and quells my fire.

It thinks it can hinder my desires.

When in truth, if real, a fire can turn water to mist.

The water stands powerless, as I give in.

The ...

An intense buzzing sound snatches me from my slumber, as if I’m a piece of candy and the buzzing is a hungry child. A second source of pain emerges from my head, only this time it is the force of my hands slamming against it. I form a fist and place a powerful grip on the thousands of micro-wires entering my ears. _Curse these implants! _I pull them out of my head with impressive force, but I supp...

His metallic limbs rusted faster then he could’ve understood. The gripping vines entangled his arms, forcing them upwards, as he lay against a large stone. His eyes flickered rapidly, as if stuck in a limbo in of activated and deactivated. If he wasn’t careful, one wrong step and he would’ve fallen off the mountain. Fortunately for the robot, he would never take another step.

His once shiny body ...

To dream is to escape;

Freedom is a experience only felt while asleep.

When I shut my eyes, and shut my ears.

I can ignore the optimism of my peers.

I’m tired of their lies,

Constant reminders of my past.

When they open their mouths,

I pray these words may be their last.

The beautiful place I go when asleep,

Clenches me and binds my hands and feet.

I embrace its soft words with my des...