I Exist To Serve - Chapter Three -
my past was my past. although i had been conditioned to cruelty and what was done to me... i mentally kicked those thoughts away, for fear they would show in my eyes of my body language.
Kitchen Prep
I'm not entirely sure if that label really fits me but their furniture for larger beastmen has proved much sturdier and a better fit for me now than my past furniture and it's not too expensive either.
My heart is warm(poem)
Even though my past haunts me like a ghoust i now have so many people who like and supported me so that ghoust dissapered. now i live happy and free from ball and chains and now it feels more like choice rather then my own hell.
Into the night.
The lies and scars of my past will soon be free from me at last. so then i take a final step and see my life go flying past.
…sleepless…
Meds taken, feelings heavy, still awake the delusions must be fake friends & family, long gone visit the shell i am now whispering words louder than i can understand, somehow ghosts of those i've done wrong to, in my past remind me, of times, that
…emo-shuns…
past i gave up on what i knew couldn’t last an unexpected trip down memory lane i’m not sure anymore, if i’m sane we will eventually see… it’s somewhat still known, but new, to me
My little Pony: Guardians of Equestria pt. 6
"i rather not speak of my past just yet. it's rather...hard for me to speak of what happened ta me, or should i say, someone else." "hey we don't mind," i answered with a nod. "remember, it took me a while to tell you of my past right?
Forgotten Dreams
For each time i felt panic grip me, i just ran, ran for a new home, and ran to forget my past. yet as the panic left, i was left with nothing body a worn body, and a horrid past. perhaps i was not meant to outrun my past, but to embrace it.
…awakened…
A scratch woke me from delusions in the moment, i didn’t believe my past conclusions i was awake, in such a way, years had met history without me it was un sure now, what i could see all the same, my thoughts held no true shame if
…aware…
A scratch woke me from delusions in the moment, i didn’t believe my past conclusions i was awake, in such a way, years had met history without me it was un sure now, what i could see all the same, my thoughts held no true shame if things were
time and past
I can't think of a title i hide my past so i will last. for what other's saw cant be changed. but quite they be so not to bother me. i have buried thing's so far back that the chains may never snap. fear i fell for what bein done.
The thoughts of time
#1 of poem tell me what you'll think about this poem the past i still remember my past where everyday was the bast moment of the bast second, as we where childrens and nothing culd hold us nor stop us.