Stranger Than FictionI.Stranger Than Fiction by *RiseandBe
Little did she know that
they were the catalysts-
He was the leading man
of a story whose author was
doing her best to kill him off
by the last page.
II.
This is our stage, but
we are their puppets. And
some one, who isn't god,
is writing out our movements,
allowing us to believe in freewill.
III.
My life started as a tragedy, but
broke into laughter in the third act.
And I probably wont get hit
by a bus
today
or tomorrow
or the next day
or...
I'll probably die in my sleep
when I'm old.
And I never will have
saved a life;
but if my author
would let me, I could.
IV.
Isn't that
the kind of person
you want to
Headspacethis is life without you:Headspace by =iPawed
I have lost a week, but every hour is endless.
Today, I wrote a love letter to a man who gave me purpose
but he will never know me better than in the line
which ended: "I want to share the peace you gifted me."
yes, I am allowing myself to hide in coffee shops once more.
Breath heavy and aching eyes I am tired -
tired and weightless, waiting as seconds steep slowly,
learning to live with the words which I have spoken
words which at long last
have chased you away.
you were warned,
you. were. warned.
ink-stained and cradling chai,
reading spice-leaves and honey which only manage to say
I am a mess. I am a mess, los
Sta.sh
