#froggie's notebook

[froggiepads119]

The demons won and due to a piece of work I found

(credit to this artist lol)

Art is not mine. If you know who drew this tell them they are incredible thank you ~!

Things unsaid

“Yeah! I couldn't believe that Owen actually took the offer! I'm happy for him, it just seems like a big jump compared to what hes used to-

[froggiepads119]

Lost myself in some music be late night and this came out.

Predator. Stalker.

Your hungry smile taunts us , watching with amusement as we run from you, not sure where you are, blinded by the darkness of your omnipresent form. You are everywhere and nowhere, hiding in plain sight.

Predator. Stalker.

You listen to our hearts; rabbit beats to your sensitive ears.

God.

You believe you are God; protecting, defying death until you say it's right.

Hunter, hunted.

Your teeth make hearts race, gleaming like blades from curled lips.

God, oh God.

Vampire , vampire hypnotize my mind. Make the world seem so much less unkind.

Dig your claws into my flesh and turn me into something to be admired.

Predator. Prey...

I miss your teeth, the feel of them as you sank them into my flesh.

Prey.. let me be your prey.

I miss being frightened, so scared of running into you my body screams as you whisper into my ear.

Prey. I am your prey.

Let me submit myself to you again.

[froggiepads119]

Wrote this thing a little while ago and didn't ever post it publicly lol.

Inspired from a suggestion from a friend of mine lol

Uh- Gore warning maybe? Bit of a Description of organs

The sky could be shining, barely mid day, but the dense leaves decorating the tree tops sheltered the forest floor from the sweltering heat. It's unassuming, plain all except during autumn; the leaves shifting into gold and rubies, natural treasures that go unnoticed. Someone walks into the forest, unbelieving of the rumors, or too naive and needs shelter from the sweltering heat. There was nothing special about the human, less than average, but the forest agreed on one thing- it was hungry and they were the only thing left. The air went still, as if the oxygen had been sucked from the confines of the trees as plants began squirming, leaves trembling in insubstantial wind. Vines crawl over the dampened earth like snakes, deadly thorns working as venom packed teeth as they curl around the human’s body. Slight tears are made into their flesh, little door ways just wide enough for petals to nestle their way beneath their skin. Poison ran through their bloodstream as the floor gave way, the vines leaving them suspended, vulnerable. Screams of terror and agony thrummed against the invisible vail, all sound isolated within the confines of the dark woods. Another vine came up towards their mouth, lacing tightly from under their nose to the base of their neck. It was hard to scream now, hard to breathe. Stars dotted their vision, black creating tunnels through their vision as their body began to tingle, going numb from the poison traveling up through the inflated pathways of veins. Their body was swelling, skin stretching so far it began tearing- the human didn't get the chance to scream before their blood painted the greenery organs acting like party streamers once the forest settled back to it’s deceiving disguise. 

Past the atmosphere blanketing earth, past the inky vastness of space, is nothing. A white dimension, silent and overbearing. The nothingness shakes, cracking and splitting, the pieces falling, shaping a presence. Body became bark and flesh, blood a cosmic mix with veins like vines. What cruel irony is it to become the one thing that ended your time on earth? The newly born God did not remember their past life but knew what was to become of the forest- it withered, disappeared quietly from earth as its essence became one with the god of flora and fauna. Flowers bloomed from their palms, decay heavy on their breath. Some say that when a tree falls, something else grows in its place-  maybe that works for humanity and the supernatural as well.