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For Those Who Don't CareLife is cruel
What good is it when there's nothing to live for?
Why can't I just pick up a knife and do it?
Because I'm afraid
What is fear?
Why are we fearful?
Is it because it's natural?
Is it because we need something to counter bravery?
Why are we brave?
Because we care
Why do we care?
Because we are human
Then I'd rather not be human
Then what will I be?
Not a fish
Because I'm dead
One Year StarRacerEva"And I'm glad to have even met her." James said. "She's a very special woman. A couple friends and I wrote a poem for her." He wore a black suit and tie with a dark red, some said it looked like blood red, button up shirt, and his dress shoes were new.
He was standing on a small stage in a club. The music wasn't playing but the musicians were ready. It was a birthday party.
Looking around, I could tell I was late. I went to the bar to grab a small beer. I snuck up on the birthday girl. "Happy birthday."
Eva jumped. "Axel!" she laughed before hugging me. "Thanks."
"Is he about to start the poem?" I sat beside her.
"Yes and that's James' spot." she giggled. "Go up there."
"Axel, Demyx, ready?" James said through the mic.
My brother and I went up to the stage. "A poem?" I asked, we had practiced it millions of times.
"I wanna see it." Demyx said as he snatched it out James' hand. "She'll love it." he smiled.
"Can we start now?" he glared at demyx as I snuck to the shadows.
"No." Demyx sai
Love is...Love is trust
Trusting in love for strength
Love is respect
Respecting each other's space
Love is responsibility
Being responsible, preventing trouble
Love is honesty
Telling the truth even if they don't believe you
Love is self-control
Knowing when is a good time for fun
Love is love
Being together forever
Who Am I?I walked alone down the dark street
I was hoping there was no one to meet
I stopped as there were sounds coming
As they got closer, they were voices humming
They surrounded me and kidnapped me
I fell to the ground unconcious after a scream
I awoke with no knowledge of who I had been
Not knowing anything of what I had seen
I looked around as tried to sit up
but someone told me to drink from a cup
I took a sip and laid back down
And noticed not one of them had a frown
I sat up and looked at their dark robes
And noticed each of them had two black globes
Three of them began to remove my clothes
As the door out of the room began to close
I didn't resist to what was going on
As they pushed me into a metal gong
They chained my naked body to the giant plate
As inside of me grew a large anger and hate
I heard some unfamiliar words coming from them all
As their chant echoed through the large hall
They slid the orbs into slots in the wall behind
And I heard a woman's voice in my mind
"You have be
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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