Tales of Zootopia: Silas, Tasha and Chauncey (GOT REALLY EMO WRITING THIS)
I got emotional af when writing this this story is about the interactions between three people: silas, a german shepherd; tasha, a raccoon; and chauncey, a bichon frise.
Poem #23
My muscles tremble and spasm, the pain moving to a higher level, at every turn, it gets worse, Powerful, sweet, sharp and unending. Every fiber and strand feels as if ignited, Burning brightly, the heat grows in waves, No end in sight, i feel...
Poem #21
Things change so fast, Reality alters at a changing pace, Growing faster and faster, Pain growing beyond the point of control, etching itself in my muscles and bones, It feels like lava flows through my body, Burning everything to ash. I look...
The True Reason
It is not your eyes that tell it, but the actions and the feeling of this power; the unbreakable and irreversible strength of that such emotion that draws people closer than expected.
Writing.
At the end of the day, all that and more has happened, merely by a few strokes of the writer's pen, that which brings life, emotion, and soul into our existance. ~lwolfeh
Alone
I was forced to move alot due to multiple repetitious circumstances. I, both, had alot of trouble making new friends, and had to say good bye to alot of good friends. Copyright Pyrin 2010 How many times will I let myself, face the fires of my...
Tears in a Vial
The still moving mechanical arm, With the blood covered razorblade, The remaining tools, The stench of the work bench, Only hint towards the cries of agony and pain, That echoed through the metal halls, Now weakly, An organic heart beating, Not...
Transforming
The tendrils creep further, Piercing my skin, Entering my tissues, I can hiss, Scream, Claw at it, Swear, Once again, The nanite alloy, Has spread further, Once more the hollow feeling, Has transformed me further, Claiming my other...
Euphoria
Time stands still, Almost like being paralyzed, Drowning in that sweet sensation, Letting myself being dragged down further, Into that endless lovingly turmoil, The honey sweet taste, Of your lips
Afterglow
The silken smooth touch, waving over my body, Back and forth Like the oceans'tide, Still lovingly unpredictable as the sea, Leaving its eroding markings, When I feel your hands and claws, Trace the curves of my back. Closing my eyes, While a...
Poem #59: Heal
_Heal_ Feel the colors of flowing time Never spend dollar nor dime Cannot escape what's fake or real Drink in dark fire and heal Let the words thicken me Strengthen this resounding plea Emblem on the page will seal Drink in black liquid and...
Poem #33: The Senses
These emotions, these senses, these feelings, are my life. ~bhscorch [!