Hope everyone is doing well.
I am feeling strangely happy, hopeful, and motivated.
Share some random words that describe how you are feeling.
I started a little writing group with a few of my friends. This is what I wrote today. This is definately a draft. I like where it is going. i fucked up the rhyme scheme, but I don't care. I like it (and I never ever say that). Read it slow and dramatically like a farewell letter to a lover. Think Norah Jones and a rainy overcast afternoon in your head when you read it. I perverted the definition of the word. Call it Artistic License. Anyway, the random word of the day was mercenary.
My Mercenary
come to me
with your weapons in tow
and i will pay the fee
to see my fear go
because i am ready to be
what i said i wouldn't
even Yours
i said i didn't want to be yours, Mercenary
come to me with your
weapons in tow
and slay the beast that guards this prison of snow
i've been buried too long
far removed from the spring where sunshine warms and glows
find the pain hunkered down in the trench
with your war face in tact
with your fists clenched
unsheath the blade at your back
slice its throat
let the hurt bleed
i want to see it go
i will pay the fee
to walk among the living
to breathe love in my chest
this ache is surrendering
so that I might find rest
_______________________
If you love me, you will send me music.
I am feeling strangely happy, hopeful, and motivated.
Share some random words that describe how you are feeling.
I started a little writing group with a few of my friends. This is what I wrote today. This is definately a draft. I like where it is going. i fucked up the rhyme scheme, but I don't care. I like it (and I never ever say that). Read it slow and dramatically like a farewell letter to a lover. Think Norah Jones and a rainy overcast afternoon in your head when you read it. I perverted the definition of the word. Call it Artistic License. Anyway, the random word of the day was mercenary.
My Mercenary
come to me
with your weapons in tow
and i will pay the fee
to see my fear go
because i am ready to be
what i said i wouldn't
even Yours
i said i didn't want to be yours, Mercenary
come to me with your
weapons in tow
and slay the beast that guards this prison of snow
i've been buried too long
far removed from the spring where sunshine warms and glows
find the pain hunkered down in the trench
with your war face in tact
with your fists clenched
unsheath the blade at your back
slice its throat
let the hurt bleed
i want to see it go
i will pay the fee
to walk among the living
to breathe love in my chest
this ache is surrendering
so that I might find rest
_______________________
If you love me, you will send me music.
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nocontrol:
Ok, let's.
akirali:
artistic license or not I love your imagery in that piece