Beating the Heat by rise-above-normality, literature
Literature
Beating the Heat
"Dude... Seriously, how can you wear all that right now? It's 85 degrees out here!" Cassidy said, staring at me like I was insane. After all, I was wearing a hat, dark jeans, a T-shirt and a jacket.
"I don't know. I guess the heat just doesn't bother me."
"You're crazy. Absolutely crazy."
"..." I wanted to yell at her. Scream at her, tell her that it doesn't matter. Try to defend myself. She wasn't even getting aggressive with the conversation, but I felt like exploding.
"Woah... You okay there Keira? Sorry if I offended you or anything..." I couldn't stay mad at Cas after that. She didn't know anyway. Barely anyone knew...
"I-It's okay.
Bring Me the Horizon by rise-above-normality, literature
Literature
Bring Me the Horizon
“Dead…” She whispers, standing still as a stone.
Without him… She feels alone.
Calls him, but he doesn’t answer his phone. She knew that would happen. But his voice mail is the only way she gets to hear his voice anymore.
As the final beep rings, she can barely stand. It takes all of her to stop from dropping to the floor. A voice starts to speak, she feels weak.
The ground looks so soft…
Just lay down… Let it all go… and disappear… just… like… him.
With quiet tears, she faces her fears. We sit down, my hand comforting hers. But I know it’s not enough. When
The Man of the Moon by rise-above-normality, literature
Literature
The Man of the Moon
Once, there lived a man on the moon. The man had no name, but we shall know him as Luke. So you see, Luke was a lonely man. He was all alone, sitting on his throne… For the moon was his home, and the home of no others.
Man of the Moon only had one friend, the sun. But it was no fun, as they only saw each other once a day. As the Moon rose up, and the sun went down. People say that if you listen closely, you can hear the sound of their chatter, bounding all around as the light fades.
For years Luke lived like this. Sitting by himself, waiting for Starla, the Sun, to appear. It was a sad time for him. In t
With each dawn comes a choice:
Treat this day like the last,
Or differently from all days past.
Like life is a given right
Or a treasured gift.
So as the night turns to day
Make your choice.
Beating the Heat by rise-above-normality, literature
Literature
Beating the Heat
"Dude... Seriously, how can you wear all that right now? It's 85 degrees out here!" Cassidy said, staring at me like I was insane. After all, I was wearing a hat, dark jeans, a T-shirt and a jacket.
"I don't know. I guess the heat just doesn't bother me."
"You're crazy. Absolutely crazy."
"..." I wanted to yell at her. Scream at her, tell her that it doesn't matter. Try to defend myself. She wasn't even getting aggressive with the conversation, but I felt like exploding.
"Woah... You okay there Keira? Sorry if I offended you or anything..." I couldn't stay mad at Cas after that. She didn't know anyway. Barely anyone knew...
"I-It's okay.
Bring Me the Horizon by rise-above-normality, literature
Literature
Bring Me the Horizon
“Dead…” She whispers, standing still as a stone.
Without him… She feels alone.
Calls him, but he doesn’t answer his phone. She knew that would happen. But his voice mail is the only way she gets to hear his voice anymore.
As the final beep rings, she can barely stand. It takes all of her to stop from dropping to the floor. A voice starts to speak, she feels weak.
The ground looks so soft…
Just lay down… Let it all go… and disappear… just… like… him.
With quiet tears, she faces her fears. We sit down, my hand comforting hers. But I know it’s not enough. When
The Man of the Moon by rise-above-normality, literature
Literature
The Man of the Moon
Once, there lived a man on the moon. The man had no name, but we shall know him as Luke. So you see, Luke was a lonely man. He was all alone, sitting on his throne… For the moon was his home, and the home of no others.
Man of the Moon only had one friend, the sun. But it was no fun, as they only saw each other once a day. As the Moon rose up, and the sun went down. People say that if you listen closely, you can hear the sound of their chatter, bounding all around as the light fades.
For years Luke lived like this. Sitting by himself, waiting for Starla, the Sun, to appear. It was a sad time for him. In t
With each dawn comes a choice:
Treat this day like the last,
Or differently from all days past.
Like life is a given right
Or a treasured gift.
So as the night turns to day
Make your choice.
As liquid regret drips down your face,
I ask you to kiss your scars goodnight,
Because one day, I promise they will fade into yesterday,
And be erased for the next tomorrow.
Your most frightening nightmares could transform
Into your most glorious daydream.
Remember to say goodbye to your tears,
Because once they leave,
It will be quite a while before they do return.
Darling, lift your sleeves,
And show the world that what was once hidden
Behind fear and lost emotions,
Is now exposed and ready to flee from your
Skin.
I ask you to kiss your scars goodnight,
Because one day…
Today…
I promise, they will fade into yesterday&hell
I am but a pen,
Not even a sword.
I have naught but words,
No skill may I afford.
Truly it is sad,
That it has come to this.
But if you are in need of writing,
Then let my words bring you bliss.
So tell me, what would you have me write tonight?