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At the reading of his elegy she sat in the back so she wouldn't be seen. The speaker seemed like he munched the words and whoever wrote it didn't know him, not like she did. She smiled and added a few words of her own: And in the end he begged for his life. #horrorprompt #vss365

At the end of my day when I have to leave you part of me never leaves just as part of you leaves with me In the in between of the until we meet again traces of you remain fused droplets of a mist only I can feel #vss365 #trace #vss365 🎨 Pinterest

If I give you my cloudy days accept them with your heart as I just gave you my most precious possession Sunny days, those are an easy come and go leaving hardly any trace behind except a nice memory and its imprint on a smile #vss365 Our Poetry X #OurPoetryX day 6

Prompt no. 1817: midnight beast Take inspiration from the prompt and write a terrifying tale. Tag your work with #horrorprompt to share it with the community. Thanks to Tea party Tea party for today's inspiration!

They call it death, I call it midnight beast. Probably inaccurate if we take into account the kindness with which it takes our last breath. I believe dying is like falling asleep, a pallor blotting the color of dreams until darkness sets on an endless night. #vss365 #horrorprompt

The familiar sound of my broken heart Oh my old friend How I missed you I welcome you back Forgive me for opening your scars I fell again but this time I promise you fewer tears and a pain easier to bear #vss365 🎨 Print of original artwork by Sherry Arthur

The smell of wet dirt conquers my senses I have no choice but to surrender On my knees on dead leaves tears cried from ancient trees I destined my destiny A hiraeth of where I have never been #vss365 #Hiraeth 🎨 Horatio McCulloch (1805 - 1867)

After years of listening to romantic music I think I've built up a certain immunity to its effects, they basically all sound and say the same. But there's a hidden gem: Andante, Andante by ABBA. Andante means performed at a moderately slow tempo. Forget Marvin Gaye. #vss365

Immunity to pain tolerance to noise echoes of a blade shaped by words you hurt me therefore I hurt you slices of my personal hell bending grace to taste bittersweet #vss365 #FoxProse day 15 #horrorprompt

I am not hidden from love Love eludes me but even so I love I cannot tell I do not know how I was loved but I discern how it consumes all of my being it turns the air I breathe the matrix between my cells it turns me #vss365 #satsplat #FoxProse day 17

How did I get here? Firstly in my defense it wasn't my fault blame mom and dad I didn't ask to be born Secondly somehow they found a way of f*ing up with my head Lastly now I do it to myself as a well behaved daughter who learned from her parents #vss365 #FoxProse day 20

A weak sound hardly a whimper very close to a sigh and then a smile She had lost herself in reverie They came softly when she was not looking caught her by surprise made her blush hot red face heart's racing he the kindling My forest foyer fires #vss365 #FoxProse day 21

Some teas linger in the mouth as gently as a lover's tongue drawing a passionate kiss Tea is much more than meets the eye #InternationalTeaDay

The air enters my lungs I breathe I can't breathe I see myself blinding caressing the black keys to the entrance of what I thought was a black heart or no heart at all an emptiness of beats or just too many I am a paradox to the bone blood and marrow #vss365 #FoxProse

I thought I'd never love again just like I thought loving was a forever feeling a frantic beat in the heart I was wrong Present shift to past and I move on the heart now beats at its own pace craving for serene sentiments for a calm of its own #Satsplat #FoxProse day 23

Give me the strength to burn the last remaining bridge reach the other side where the air is lighter and I can breathe Take the predator's eyes away from mine I am weary of feeling like prey allow me to fight alone if I fall I swear I will get up #vss365 #MelancholyVerse

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It's just a different vision of the same feeling: love She writes about dance and melody but I don't That's not how ours is Mine, at least My love is to feel your warm hand pressed against my chest holding together all the loose pieces of my soul #vss365

She hides a secret since the moonlight fell on her for the first time The full moon like the flick of a switch lights on her an animal instinct She's a lycanthrope a she-wolf Her final and only goal: kill #vss365 #Satsplat 🎨 Carol Phillips