Sunday. Lazy day. The only day I get to have a lazy day. I work Monday through Saturday, and even after leaving the office I stay up until about one in the morning working on my laptop. My family says I’m a workaholic. Coworkers say I need to take a vacation. I don’t need anyContinue reading “Wonderland”
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The Last Time
He found himself at her door. Like so many times before. But he couldn’t remember how he got there. It seemed all roads lead to her. It was a warm but cool night. He could taste its humidity on his tongue. Had he walked? Did he drive? He couldn’t remember. Nor could he tearContinue reading “The Last Time”
Tick-Tock
He could hear the ticking echo through his ears. When the minute hand moved he felt the stinging in his heart which grew stronger and stronger. He knew he was running out of time. His breath felt like thunder, shaking in his bones. Each step he ran was a race against the hour hand. Tick.Continue reading “Tick-Tock”
Sigh Of Death
I looked deep into his crystal eyes and knew it was the end. With his warm, strong hands wrapped around my neck I could hear my heartbeat echoing within my eardrums. It slowed itself to a dull hum as the black crept into the corners of my vision. Not once did either of us breakContinue reading “Sigh Of Death”
Still Alive
You had to be kidding me! The way she went on and on about him even though she knew. She knew that I still loved him. The envy burned a hole in my gut at the realization he liked her better than me. To him I was only a toy. Someone he could manipulate andContinue reading “Still Alive”
Savior
Could some one please save me? The thought was nothing but a gurgle of hope spread like wings in my chest. Any body… The sea took my body and its cool body covered me in its caress. My hand was the only part left touched by air. I feebly lifted it reaching for the skyContinue reading “Savior”
Mercedes Moore 