What am I even doing with my life? I am sat here; my brain is ticking over but the cogs won’t turn. I am stagnant, unmoving. Not a single productive thought will enter my brain yet I still helplessly push at the cogs. The world blurs around me as I bathe in my sense ofContinue reading “Thoughts of a Procrastinator”
Author Archives: Hannah Rachel
The Beauty of Mourning
The girl looked at me. She was scared and I could understand. She had belittled me, though accidentally, and she expected the violence and anger that most of the male sex would respond with. I did not believe in hitting woman, in hitting anyone for that matter, especially for a twist of the tongue. SoContinue reading “The Beauty of Mourning”
Individual
I want to try to be individual Is that such a far off dream? With so many different influences Is that even still a thing? To walk through life with lidded eyes You’ll always fit inside a label But open up you might just feel Like a Zebra in a stable Do I be meContinue reading “Individual”
Two Sides
Why is love pain? I have never understood this phrase. Why do people chase something, a concept, that would cause them so much hurt and sadness? Who would be worth such a negative experience? I asked myself this for many years. Then I saw the other side; the hugs, the cute messages when you wakeContinue reading “Two Sides”
A Broken World
Humanity has fallenTragedy has risen up strongHow many more need to be sacrificed To the monster who is misunderstanding What cost will be high enough To stop the pain and the hatred There seems to be no end to the terror Hidden within the human heart What will be the turning point To heal theContinue reading “A Broken World”
Winter Lover
Watching with awe, you smiled as the icy flowers melted in your hands. The wind grew colder but the beauty of the snow made you stay. You wanted to watch it fall forever, even though you knew it could cause you pain. Dancing with the snowflakes, you fell in love with the winter. The dazzlingContinue reading “Winter Lover”
The Ultimate Regret
The cell was empty. Except for the chair. The walls were white and bare; the floor metal and stained, a singular bulb hanging from the ceiling. Air circulated around the room with a strong stench of sweat and petrol, filtering out of the small window that led onto the motorway. A dull thrum of theContinue reading “The Ultimate Regret”
Promises
Rising through the mist, he stood there. Head to toe splattered with blood, tears rolled down his face, watering down the river of the dead. Looking at the sky he thought of him. Was he out there somewhere waiting for him or had he already entered the realm of Hades? He had to find him,Continue reading “Promises”
Power of the Youth
You hate it while you’re there And want it back once it’s gone Forgetting the little details Remembering the good Look back with a clearer view Take off the rose-tinted glasses There was a reason why you wanted to leave Nobody would listen Nobody cared Secluded and forgotten by the ones with the strongest voicesContinue reading “Power of the Youth”
The Weeping Willow
There was a light at my window. A flickering, fluttering light and it drew me to it. Throwing off my blanket, I ran lightly to the window. With this closer angle, I noted that it wasn’t merely a light. There, fluttering at my window was a small girl with glowing wings; a faerie or pixie. It beckoned meContinue reading “The Weeping Willow”
Imagination Mansion 