quietlyintheshadows

you: complete package me: various useless parts (assembly required)

You're Alice through the glass again - mercurial, and hidden from your brothers - Jacob, sloe eyed with words that stuck to the roof of his mouth and dirty palms, his feet terrified of running. Michael - drowning, thick with dreams and the burden of a mother's troubled love, his voice unable to find its way home. You wanted to stay a child, and chase rabbits through the garden and wear a crown to tea parties like the other girls you knew. Not play house with strangers and bury what you couldn't feel deep enough to lose you.

Dear Sir/Madam, It has come to our attention this is the twenty-third rejection of work you have submitted to our site. We don't wish to be alarming and we hope this sounds disarming, but your use of metaphor is somewhat trite. We somewhat like the concept (the execution is inept) besides, your work just does not meet our theme. You need to have more adjectives and words like gloam and mucilage, and phrases that go along in kind. Please keep the imagery obscure - the reader never should be sure just what it is the author has in mind. Pick a structure we all can stand - we find your rhythm rather bland and no deep meaning can

Will you be my test subject? He he, I must dissect. Open every little thing and just find out about it I want to see everything I want to see the brain But hark! I am not mad I am the opposite even if madness overwhelms me at times I am not mad I might act out I might look at you no, stare at you immensely I might scare you at times I might even cause you to run away from me. But it is no use I will find you eventually and convince you that I am NOT mad All I want to do is dissect Do you want to join me? It'll be fun We''l find a test subject we'll open his body it's as easy as ripping a piece of paper. We'll see how

After the incident I began to feel- strange My chest burned My mind deranged My well being... But I cannot let this harm my cool! My reputation will be ruined! I'm always the coolest between us The calmest The one who doesn't resort to violence when the other irritates you My head is pounding faster and faster The little devil is growing it has become even more devious, deranged he's been in my way so many times But in a way,  I say that it has helped my a little That day That one day when Crona was harmed That scar began to burn It took over The black blood No! The madness made me fight. It caused harm not jus

Nikolai Lebinov was not a bad man. Like all people, he just had bad habits. He was quick to anger, smoked far too much, and his love for vodka was a little over-the-top. Yet, somehow, he managed to be the perfect warrior, surpassing all in the ways of espionage. Clawing his way up the ranks of the secret K.G.B. for nearly a decade, he was born into the world fighting. Fighting for his life, fighting for his government, fighting for his country; all he did was fight. In fact, that's what he was doing this very moment. Running down the dank, concrete corridors of an underground Vietnamese drug-rink in the middle of California, the sting of his

It's not easy to make yourself stop shaking, is it? I didn't mean to do this, I swear. My hands had a mind of their own, honest. And they were asking for this, weren't they? They wanted to die, right? They wouldn't stop whining, no sir. So I did a good thing, yes? Yes, that's right. Now all I need is to get rid of the evidence. I'm not insane, right?

 Poison Stein's POV Every word that comes from her mouth is disgraceful, ignorant and just down right unintelligent. How you can  even be effected by her words is beyond me. And yet, here you are, standing in the middle of this barren hallway. Red faced as hot tears leak from your green eyes.. Your wonderfully beautiful green eyes. I frown sadly as I stare at you, the back of your hand covering your open sobbing mouth, while your other hand grips the front of your shirt, probably to try and regain control of yourself. I watch as the tears continue to stream down your face, showing no signs of stopping any time soon. After a few more momen