Written Dreams

This is where I’ll write little short stories and poems and prompts. Main: @thatflybi

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Church

I believe in God

Because I hear him in your sighs

And feel him in your skin

And the other night

A gazebo became our church

Your lips were the doors

And your hands sang hymns over me

While we both worshipped

And oh

What a service it was

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God may hold the world in his hands,

but my fingers are slipping through your hair

and my lips whisper prayers

between yours

as we sing hymns

in our breaths

my heart beats faster

to the tune of it

and the heavens illumiate

the flash of your eye

in the dark

for even as I began to faint

your arm tightened around me

and even as I only hold your face in my hand

I know how God feels

when he holds the world

[a-paige-at-a-time]

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[thatflybi]

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[myveryownbeautifulmind]

She was the perfect image

Painted glossed and framed

Among her broken peers

She was worshiped and famed

Her photograph shone so brightly

It blinded all the rest

To the torn and frayed edges

Hidden under the glass

Her beautiful porcelain skin

Untouched within their view

Was cut and scarred and marred

Nearly all the way through

Though she smiled wide

She was a dying soul

A painting left unsigned

Coveted by a fool

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A smile

A giggle

Your hand covers your face

My heart drops

My laugh stops

Waiting to see it again

Brief moment

All alone and

Suddenly I see it staring at me

Your wonderful

Beautiful

Face which gives me courage to live

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I screamed into the void

The void whispered back

I found comfort in the quiet

I found peace in the black

I let it swallow me

I let it become my home

But even as I was sleeping

I felt so alone

Then one day

Asleep in my cage

I heard a voice

From a boy about my age

And for the first time in years

I opened my eyes

And for the first time in a while

Someone heard my cries

I stepped back out

Into the light

His arm caught me

I had won my fight

Even though the darkness

Seems to be the only way

There’s something sweet

About finding love in the day

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Somewhere up top

Above the spread

Float the souls

Of the dead

And when I lie

Down in my bed

They venture there

In a silent tread

They whisper my name

So softly said

Keeping me awake

Filling with dread

Are they ghosts after all

Or Payment for bloodshed

For these ghosts share a feature

My eyes in their head

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Five

Four

Three

Two

One

My hopes

And dream

Crushed one by one

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Another idea

Another dive

Ten

Nine

Eight

Seven

Six

Drowning in

The River Styx

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There’s a thousand seas

Around the world

But one sea

Belonged

To me

For when I was young

I would walk to my shore

And the waves

Would with

Me be

The waters were strong

And tickled my toes

The winds

Whispered

My name

My ocean was gentle

And kind and brave

And the depths

Made me

Feel free

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Two forces

Drive our world

Two beings

Hold the strings that guide us

The first is life

While beautiful

Guiding us forward

Strengthening us

Providing us with warmth

Below the sunny smile

And soft voice of life

Lies an evil

Violent

Chaotic spirit

Building you up

Preparing you for greatness

Then striking you with sickness

To keep the circle going

Life gets bored

And prefers new to old

The second is death

She watches life’s game

Her soul troubles as he plays

With your emotions

Your livelihood

And your dreams

She is much gentler

Quieter

Reserved

She is just

And does not take people

Until they need her

When a child is born

She watches them grow

Learning who they are

And loving them

At their best

And worst

She sees what life does

With the pawns not so desirable

He plays with them

Tells them they are worthless

Toys with them

Life tells his world of the living

That death is a monster

She steals away the perfect world

He rules

Some buy into his game

And fear death

Even at the cost of happiness

But others

The leftovers of life’s game

Begin to obsess

Over the idea

Of her

They venture away from life

As much as possible

They wonder

And they wander

And they reach the edge of his world

Some look over the edge

And they turn around

Others step across

And embrace her

As a choice

As much as death is happy

To embrace them

And let them rest

She cries still

At their brokenness

And that they came to her

When they were so desperate

And received nothing

In the oasis above

Sometimes life is cruel

Striking down

Even the youngest

And most innocent

And when a soul is sick

And fading

She reaches up

And touches them

And takes them to her world

Where they finally

Feel love

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A single flower

Sits on a thrown

When wind blow by

It’s leaves are thrown

As the storm passes away

It sees how it’s grown

But still it hates

Being alone

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They keep saying goodbye

And I convince them not to die

Then they turn around and ask why

I look like I’m going to cry

I can’t handle my own pain

So I’m sorry if I’m showing strain

I am carrying the demons I’ve slain

And now I’m also wrapped in your chains

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[myveryownbeautifulmind]

I hear them

The voices

V-o-i-c-e-s

Vanity.

Obsession.

Insecurity.

Conspiracy.

Evil.

Spitefulness.

They speak to me of my flaws.

My shortcomings.

My fears.

Everything that forms me into myself.

They hate you.

We hate you.

You hate you.

Right?

Well... they’re not wrong.

I do hate me.

So the rest must be correct.

How can they love me

If I cannot love myself?

Love is a funny thing.

Always given without return,

Or returned but never granted.

I’ve loved so many.

And only a few love me.

It doesn’t matter.

They’re just out of reach.

I’ll continue to love.

Boys

And girls.

But never will I love anyone

More than a bullet in my head.

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Inside my head

Between the cracks in my skull

There lies a war

A battle fighting for now

And for all that’s come before

My own mind betrays me here

And sends me spiralling down

But in the end I will win

For I’m the one with the crown

I’ve fought many fights before

And defeated the armies with ease

So now this fight will be nothing

I’ll live just as I please

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Rose

Such a small beautiful thing

Radiating happiness

But underneath the petals

That sing out in bliss

Lies a terrible pain

Most would miss

For the vines hold more

Than the average soul

The deep red blossoming

Holds a story untold

Beautiful to keep

And terrifying to hold

Because while the flower may bring

Such a wonderful sense of peace

This gorgeous gift

Is full of grief

Few know the truth about

The thorns beneath

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Lightning Bug

The wings of silver tears

Batting against my cheek

The little bulb flickering

As I drift away to sleep

Never before have I felt

Such a sense of delight

As when he graced me

With his sinple little light

For no matter the troubles

This wicked world may bring

I will never forget

This beautiful little thing

The times I get to have this gift

Are the moments I will always miss