The flames don’t burn. They itch... as week old tattoos often do. A wildfire of orange and gold crawls from my ankle to my knee, my left leg engulfed forever. I’ve been branded by a demon, its soul sinking into my skin like enchanted ink.
This happens every time, I carry one mark for each soul I have reaped. My right forearm bears a feather from a Phoenix, there is a lone wing in blinding white that takes up half my back from the only Angel I've ever taken. Vibrant cerulean and jade scales swirl around my neck like a collar- those appeared after a pair of Selkies. A tangle of hissing snakes wrap around my left thigh thanks to a n
I wake up to the songs of unnamed birds and the rays of a sun undeterred by the wooden boards I have nailed to the window, requirement for privacy even here. I wake upto a soft breeze tugging at the mosquito net and the tickling sensation of a spider on my face, inching its way toward my hairline. And after only a few moments of blissful ignorance, granted by the daze of an unfinished dream, I feel dismayed.
On a beautiful day like this, a terrible thing must happen.
You
You carved your initials into my already wounded heart
Because of that I hurt myself to try and forget you
It didn't work, it just made things worse
You shattered my heart with your lies and still I'm not over you
I feel dead inside and the pain is unbearable
I still cry at the mere thought of you
I saw her and I know why you picked her, she is beautiful and I'm not
But just because I can't come close to her beauty doesn't mean you have to break me
I'm still human and my heart and soul still bleeds
They bleed forever because of you
They bleed because the sad truth is I love you
It started as snow, little white flakes swirling in the sky. Covering the earth in a pale, cool blanket. Then the wind picked up, the sky turned black and the pretty balls of frost warmed to the touch, turned to rain. Ruining my pretty snow blanket.
I stared out the window, listening as the wind howled, scowling as the lights flickered.
The storm robbed me of power, flooded my basement and caused uncharted mayhem.
For three days it was dark. For three days I ate dinner by candlelight. At first, I pouted incessantly but then something strange happened... The lack of electricity unplugged my brain, forced me to seek out other entertainment,
I have just a moment, one tiny moment to prepare. I meet his gaze from across the room and my response is instantaneous. My eyes dilate, heart racing, muscles tensing and a blush across my cheeks. He smirks, probably thinking I’m aroused.
In a way, he's right.
Fight or Flight?
I feel like an animal in this moment, like a rat who will try to escape when threatened and only fight if cornered. Perhaps I could stand perfectly still or play dead in hopes that my predator loses interest...
I rather wish I was a fish right now- one that could swim away or change color to camouflage myself.
And therein lays the problem. I am not entirely s