Category: 07th

When the sun sets, home in my bed is where I’ll be,
tucked in between the sheets.
I hear the thunder, as it beats,
BANG,
BANG,
BANG, lightning lights up my room.

Pulling covers over my head,
I see my toes on the other side of the bed.
My bed shakes, my shelves rattle.
It’s Henry Hudson’s bowling battle.
Then silence soothes me, as I fall into a cloud of sleep.
In my bed is where I’ll be.

The moon light is dim in the night sky
The stars have turned to dust
The dark blue now of a gray

The night sky have changed
From a beautiful view

To the lost of time

Time from once we were fine
Now to the time where we look ourselves into rooms and say

“I’m okay”

Friendship is like a flower
Flowers can grow
or they can die
If you leave a flower, it will die
If you water a flower, it will grow
A toxic storm could hit
And Kill it
Flowers can be beautiful
Or the opposite
Add water, Add trust
Friendship needs Care
Friendships need to be Healthy
They can also be unhealthy.
You can lose friends
But you can make new friends too
Just add water

Guess what? Impostor again,
they are scary fiends no they are not friends.

Ch Ch Ch! Pow boom bang!
Must stab and shoot to win the game.

Dang!!! Dead body that´s lit,
must´ve been my partner better self report it.

I stabbed yellow in the deltoid,
sneaking through a vent is like a dark void.

When I come out I see the light,
killing someone in Admin yeah Imma win the fight.

Where did all the crew mates go away,
Red´s fixin wires, Green´s in the Medbay.

I´ll kill red first while he´s fixin the wires,
I´m the best assassin anyone will hire.

Then to Medbay I´ll vent and kill green in his scan,
poor guy didn´t get a long lifespan.

Someone reported Red´s body now there´s a meeting,
They vote off the wrong guy looks can be deceiving.

I won the game because of this you better see, if you see me in the halls you better flee,
I´m outrageous, way more than just a murderer, guess what??? I´M THE IMPOSTOR EMPEROR!!

She walks silently in a twisted forest
The sound confuse
And leaves crunch right before they are stepped on
But at the same time, there are no sounds
Just illusions in her mind
Things she does not know
But feel close to her
This is her home
But the farthest place from home too

The end
Okay finally
I can take my break
Wait you’re still here?
Why?
The story is over
Done
Finished
The final bow has been taken
The is nothing beyond the end
It’s over
Nothing to see here
Move on
Go to the next book
You already know this one
There is nothing for you here
I am done
I just need you to leave
Just
Go away
I’ll be here
Alone
At the end of a book
Waiting for the next soul to flip through my pages
And snap the book shut when they are done
So I’ll be here
Waiting for another one

A portal to an archaic submerged treasure trove of relics from my childhood,
Analyze the prints and a chlorine rinse for clarity,
Built off consecrated, yet uncreated temples that lie in the wild woods,
Ambrosia of a youthful fantasy in all of its blind sincerity,
Is worth the remembrance, they deserve a legacy, an anthology of memories,
The descendants of our presence,
Future incarnation, heed my warning:
Reserve, restore those untainted shores,
To defend against a blood moon dawning.

The lady in the crimson coat
With its scars and its patches and its holes,
The sweetest sorrow of a golden throat
That will never know what it is to be whole.

Penny dreadful meets every reason to let go,
Capturing the fireflies in bell jars and wells of hearts,
Mourning them like Poe.

We evolve and we grow as we go,
From a tiny seed planted in the dirt,
To a centuries old Sequoia,
Rooted deep within the earth.
Stretch our branches far and wide,
Choose a label, choose a side,
Echo their ghosts, and praise their gods-
No homeland for unholy thoughts.

Summer is like falling from the Sky,
it iS fun while it laStS,
But it endS too Soon.

The Summer rain and the hot Sun,
make me happy,
I love the Sound of rain,
and the warmth of the Sun.

Summer iS a roller coaSter,
upS and downS,
family firSt but School comeS too Soon.