Biohazard
Thread Topic: Biohazard
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I would love to bring Serenity back as a character.
All of her backstory is coming back to me 😅 -
Trigger Warning: This is a VENT piece. This does mention suicide. Please don't ready any further if this content bothers you
Calamity. That was the word, ringing through my head as I searched deep inside my heart to see if this decision was correct. I felt that it was correct, but something deep inside my heart felt otherwise. I looked at the mirror and could see the tear stains on my cheeks.
Nothing changed. Nothing. As much as I wanted it to, it didn’t. Here I was, almost six months later, and in a deeper depression than when it started. I didn’t think it was worth it, but the thought that kept me thinking was my sister. She was the one that kept me thinking about the future.
I know that seems a bit weird, but she did. I guess that’s what happens when you’ve been through hell and back together. You always stand by each other’s side.
As I finally drop the blade that was rested in my hand, I let out a sombered sob. I can’t believe I was about to take my own life. It was a ridiculous thought, but with the words that were continuously poured into my head, it seemed like the only way. The only way to relieve the pain.
I shook my head, wiping the tears away and inhaling deeply. I couldn’t walk out of the bathroom like this. Not with everything in pieces, so I stayed. I stayed within the comforting shadows that were cast on me. -
Once, I danced on a grave.
The grave was empty,
Like the hollowness of my heart.
Then, the dead called out to me,
Reached from the abyss,
And dragged me to hell.
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Chapter One
The trees lined the road like soldiers poised for battle. The limbs twisting and climbing, reaching for you like there was no tomorrow. And in a sense, there wasn’t. Tomorrow was now a figment of imagination. Something that rested on the brink of a bigger and better tomorrow. A lie written in the wrinkles time that no man had yet to figure out. At least, not while he was still a man.
I don't know where I was going with this, but this made me start creating poems and quotes for the beginning of my writing pieces.
💫Evolution💫 -
I will never be able to create flawless drawings. Exquisite pieces of art that come from the soul, and are poured by ideal fantasy. I will never be able to create smooth lines to make barbaric undertones, causing the impossible to be possible. Magic, that floods into people's minds easier than my words can be read off a page. This is art. Cruel and unjust, like the way my hands work for hours on a portrait, yet it still is undignified in comparison to the gods. My mind isn't habitable by the picturesque monsters that roam in my head. My hands cannot fathom the glory of a finished art, because when it does, it falls apart. Features imperfect by the creators hands.
^^^So, I love writing and drawing. Drawing isn't exactly my forté, and this was a vent because I was frusterated that nothing I was doing turned out correctly. -
Onward to my stuff from Amino
This will be from 2018 to present
I'll post the dates, titles etc -
03/18/2018
Nature Is A Remedy
A mountain top,
Traced with lines from old age and infinate wisdom,
Sits in the midst of a young green field.
The field,
Covering one end from the earth to another,
Whispers in its own language,
Pulling your gaze toward what needs to be seen.
Mother Nature's work at its finest.
Each strand of grass grows tall,
Waving in the wind.
The flowers bloom like there is no tomorrow,
Sprouting up at the base of the mountain. Soon, grey storm clouds arrive,
Covering the vast beauty of Mother Nature in darkness,
As rain cleanses the land of impurities and small animals come out to play,
Enjoying their freedom.
Soon enough, the rain is gone as quickly as it came.
It leaves traces of itself slowly falling off flower petals,
Creating deep crevasses into the mountain.
In the future, new paths will be made,
And storms will come again,
Causing everlasting beauty.
Nature is a Remedy -
Not going to post Mother, Mother because it was about some stuff that actually happened in my life. Overall, just know it's a vent piece about abuse.
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I also don't think it would be GTQ friendly
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03/21/2018
Forsaken Dryad
Cradle my promises to the grave fair sky, oh cradle me to the grave."
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Everdee stood at the edge of the forest, clusters of clovers were bunched around her bare feet. She could hear the birds chirping and the sound of a distant deer, trailing through the forest.This was the life she grew up in. Tending to the forest, taking care of the animals who had gotten hurt, or strayed off the path. She looked down and picked up one of the necklaces that she wore around her neck.
The charm on the necklace was the flattened top of a pinecone, which was wrapped in a thick green vine. Everdee smiled as she ran her fingers over the ragged pattern, remembering the days long since past. Days where she would run and play in the spring for hours and hours on end. Days where she could sit in a field of clovers (like the bunch that were gathered at her feet), and watch the stars twinkle in the sky.
She turned around walking back into the forest, holding the necklace tightly in her hand. Part of her felt an aura of rejoicement, but another part of her felt a sense of despair. She let go of the pinecone necklace, retracing her steps, back to an old oak tree. The leaves were yellowing, showing that Autumn was here, and sooner rather than later, the leaves were going to fall. Everdee smiled solemly as she climbed the oak and sat on its highest branch.
She looked into the distance, staring at the scene in front of her. There was a city branching out, like the arms of a greedy monster. She could hear the sounds of mechanized machines, and this was painful to her. Her home was slowly being lost, and she didn't want everything she had worked so hard toward, to slowly be destroyed.
Everdee took off her pinecone necklace and whispered something, ever so softly. This caused the pinecone to ignite in flames, and she smiled, dropping it onto the forest floor. She was going to take the forest out before it could be taken from her. She closed her eyes, leaning back onto the branch listening to the crackling of flames below her.
I actually based this off of a necklace my boyfriend had made for me from a pinecone top, and intertwined tall grass. -
Honestly 2018 was a really rough year for me
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I have come so far and I am really proud of myself for that
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I havent posted this much in a long time 😂
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I need to work on that
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I also need to go to sleep
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And get some of the house clean tomorrow
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