Silent-Willow

Ride run, stand stood Always on the move Just a blur As you stride down the Sidewalk Sit sat, stay still Always being idle A perfect Still life drawing Walking walk, go far Always taking your time Because you don't go too fast You don't say still And the day goes by As fast or slow as you wish

Once upon a time there was a small village in Washington. In that small town there lived a little girl who wore a red cape and hood when ever she went out, so everyone called her Little Red Red and even her Facebook name was Little Red Red. She was cheery and preppy, with blond hair and hazelnut eyes. Every one in the village was very fond of her, and her mother very proud. One morning, she asked her mother if she could walk over to her grandmother's house. "What a wonderful idea, sweet pea, pick up some soup from Publix on your way, too. She did text me that she was not feeling well." Little Red Red nodded and was on her way. As she was wal

i fell asleep on the train tracks in the weak hours of the morning and the only thing it lacks is a cold body beside me; unable to lift my weary eyes i blindly try to fight off the birds that keep pecking at my thighs; the sparkling grass was spotted with my own blood and flesh i could feel my fate approaching the fear yet again boiled up fresh; then the rumbling overwhelmed me and the shaking ripped my body in two one half squirming to get away the other lifeless as morning dew; as the train got closer and closer my cries of help grew thinner and thinner until all that was left of me was a failure;

your face is a tombstone cracked and aged with the whispers of a million years written in the holes your heart is a tree growing to the top of the sky touching the stars with your whistling leaves your eye is a toothpick that sit on the back of the stove gathering dust and grim but always there when you need them your hand is a dead bird soft with the feathers of a lifetime and withholding the stories of a flight across the sea your flesh is my blanket that is ripped off piece by piece to cover me in the snow while i slowly freeze to death