Klei-Brandybear

* Prompt : A werewolf and a vampire drinking together, as Halloween is the only time there is peace between all scary creatures. ** "Hallow" - To honour something as holy; greatly revere and honour; consecrate *** Halloween is a contraction of "All Hallow's Evening". Also known as Allhalloween, All Hallow's Eve or All Saints' Eve. The First Night, We met each other on equal ground Taught to hate but never to converse The difference between us was intriguing The Second Night, I greeted you as a friend. Together, we pranked the human children And cheered The Fifth Night, I eagerly waited for you, as had become habit so we could dance and s

Yesterday morning, I looked into the mirror and told myself; There is a beautiful person staring back at me This is a face flushed with happiness and achievement It was the day everything started out right Yesterday night, I looked into the mirror and told myself; This is disappointment staring back at me A face worn and haggard with fruitless effort It was the night everything turned out wrong This morning, I looked into the mirror and told myself; This is a face full of hope A face fresh and bright Today is the day everything will improve This evening, I looked into the mirror and asked myself; What did I do wrong? The mirror is blurre

Just grit your teeth and smile Because everything will be alright, won't it? Carve it on your face if you must So no one can claim otherwise Don't speak- The tremors will give you away Stay calm, take deep breaths- Smile Everything will be alright come morning Just wait. Wait for the sun Smile- Because what's underneath is unknown to even your self So make merry and laugh Enjoy and feel it Because that's what we're supposed to do, right? This is what we're supposed to feel Therefore I must feel it I must learn to feel it To cultivate the emotions by hand To feel what I need to feel only; And nothing else But.. Everything isn't alright,

These are hands that have lost I have lost my drive I have lost myself No longer does my disdain for the world hold No longer do hatred and depression remain My pain has fled; and-- I have been curbed The willful spirit has been cowed The rampant feelings trained "Growing up" they called it Blending into society like everyone else Oh, but how I envy my past self! When I could do as I pleased when I pleased When the strength of my spirit Ensured what others thought didn't matter Or do I? These are hands that have lost Words that used to dance with me now evade me Ideas that used to play charades are no more Only emptiness The one thing le

I'm aching. I'm tired. I mourn. So this is what it feels like. Broken trust. Was it you, or was it me? It doesn't matter. It's a stain alike rust. How long has it been? I know we've been straining. Was it worth it for you to do this, I wonder. Maybe it's for the best. Maybe trust is a heavy burden. And we crash and burn from it's weight. It feels like I'm in cardiac arrest. I can't feel. I can't think. I can't breathe. I want to laugh. Or do I want to cry? It'll never be repaired. It'll never be the same ever again. Redemption is naught but a pretty lie. I see you now. As per normal. Oh, but it's so, so different. Betrayal runs deep and sc

It was silent. Not deadening, not deafening. Just an absolute silence, which nothing could penetrate. It was a feeling not dissimilar to watching a train wreck, or the collapse of a skyscraper. Of watching a disaster occur in front of your eyes with no way to prevent it. I couldn't utter a single word. And it was ironic. Funny, even. That this should occur in a typical underground subway - a normal, everyday scene with people swarming and crowding like ants. There was a lifeless doll. Torn and dirtied. It had the form of a small little girl, a cute smile painted on it's face turned sinister with cracks. An abandoned, lonely toy. Slumped in o