Who do you think I am?Who do you think I am!? After all this time,You still can't see me.After everything that's been said,You still don't hear me.After all those times my heart was poured out on you,And by you,And for you,You still don't remember me. All those things get shuffled away,Behind stalwart misconceptions.You trust me … Continue reading Who
Author: T.S. Morrell
For a Glimpse of the Sun
I suffer this journey every night. My feet fall hard against rocky soil and expectation, the aches and sores that manifest in my muscles and bones stinging like the ox goad with every step. The cold that permeates the air saps the warmth from my overexerted body. Behind me drags the burden I was given … Continue reading For a Glimpse of the Sun
Bittersweet
Always wanted to try writing lyrics so here's a lyrical poem of unrequited love from the point of view of a young woman. Hope I was able to do the speaker and her unique situation justice.
Happy New Year, Everyone!
Yes, the fondest of greetings from me and mine as another January first ticks over. So, make any resolutions? I didn't, the day honestly kind of sneaked up on me. I've never been the type to take new years particularly seriously. I'm pretty sure I slept through the last four or five of them and … Continue reading Happy New Year, Everyone!
Warmth
Bitter cold air rushes by, pulling the heat from the open door behind a tired, middle aged man. He closes the door with little effort as the wind tugs along with him. A breath, the cold enters the man's lungs and he coughs suddenly from the shock. Fumbling in his jacket, he extracts a pack … Continue reading Warmth
The Pierced Arc: Part 7
“Isn’t this place incredible?” Valeria said, bouncing around the halls of the station in excitement. “It’s something else,” Bradigan answered as they walked, guided by Captain Vidal. After hearing the particulars from Hoban, they had been granted A.S.R. uniforms to change into being as they were still in their evening wear. Bradigan glanced … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 7