Such a high price

the roll of a dice

A fickle game of chance

a deadly little dance

The stakes are high,

higher than the sky

Is this risk worth it?

You could always cheat

Just don’t get caught,

go and shoot your shot

It can be our secret,

so don’t you fret

I won’t tell a soul,

it’s all under my control

The reward, it’s so good

If I were you, I would

So take a gamble,

let’s hope this doesn’...

I turn and turn, ‘neath

the soft Summer burn

Listening to the soft hums,

I dance to the nonexistent drums

The songs and the beauty of it all;

Of Springtime before the Fall

The Flowers sing praises up to the Sky,

beholden upon a deity nigh

The Sky calls down with mighty threats,

telling of all of our regrets

The Grass cries ballads of broken dreams,

twirling lost through water in winding st...

The smell of sweet nectar, dew on the grass

The laughter of children, the clink of a glass

The warm heat of summer, thick in the air

The innocent smile, spread without a care

A glance and a grin, not very discreet

A giggle and a blush, their eyes meet

A taste lingers on the tongue, bittersweet

A hand reaches for the other, complete

She’s pulled up for a dance, in a daze

He’s looking at her, hold...

It wasn’t her, it wasn’t me.

Don’t lie, I saw you flee,

flee from all of this misery.

We all knew who, so let me ask you;

“What did _you_ do?”

Your mother is dead,

your father in a hospital bed.

Look at all of this blood you have shed.

None of us knew, please let me ask you;

“_What_ did you do!?”

Now you’re on the stand,

answering questions on command.

You say it wasn’t from your hand.

Tell m...

You left me.

I was all alone.

But you “had to be free”?

I was forced to grow up.

At seven, I was an adult.

Wearing a mask like makeup

While my classmates ran for game,

I ran to survive.

Oh look, I’m still alive?

Did it catch you by surprise?

That I am still here.

That I had not met my demise?

You've come back,

but I no longer need you.

This is my payback.

Oh you need me now?

How the tables h...

Self-destruction is an ugly form of art,

its loathing and brutal

trying to stop it is futile

In the mirror,

I’ve been watching fires

Burning down my desires

The smoke is thick and terrible,

The flames destroy everything in its path

I feel as if I’ve been watching a bloodbath

The bloodbath of myself

Of my fears, my dreams, my tears

Gone are my wishes and my careers

I’ve torn myself down,

bri...

If desires are a flame, then I am a wildfire

And I am to blame, I cannot acquire

All of the treasures, mine to admire

Yet nothing measures what I require

Greed is my flaw, though I feel no shame

And you may be in awe, but I’m not the same

All of these things, under my name

The wealth of kings, mine to claim

I am trapped still, under the heavy claw

Filled with the thrill, breaking the law

I c...

It’s perfect. The sun is setting on the horizon, turning the sky into a thousand different colors, which are all reflected on the ocean’s surface. I watch as the waves crash and the sea foam churns. There’s nobody around, surprisingly, at least nobody near us. Probably because it’s a random Wednesday in the middle of April. The sunlight is still warm, though, and a slight breeze stops me from grow...

In retrospect, hiding in the kitchen cabinet wasn’t the smartest move. I have effectively trapped myself as Thomas prowls the house with the sole purpose of finding me. But if we’re considering wise choices, agreeing to play wasn’t one of my brightest moments, either.

I can hear his footsteps echoing around the house. After all, we are the only ones home, the only ones playing this ridiculous ga...

It's the middle of November and I'm trudging through three feet of snow because, much to my dismay, bodies don't just bury themselves.

Dead bodies, also to my great disappointment, aren't all that much lighter than living ones, especially when you're dragging them through snow.

I wouldn’t have been so dumb as to kill in a time like this. The first step to murdering, of course, is checking the we...