Procrastinatin’

As I rest my hand under my chin

My mind starts to drift

Although I’m at work mid-shift

And I should be reviewing accounts

Or cross checking amounts

And the children are home bound

With this coronovirus around

So I should do homeschool

Although I’ve emails to do

Maybe I’ll just make another cup of tea

And have a biscuit or three.

#behonest

she tells herself she's okay.

but i know everytime she goes on a jog, she runs until she can't breathe.

she tells herself she's okay.

but i know she cries on the weekends.

she tells herself she's okay.

but i know she takes boiling hot showers just to feel something.

she tells herself she's okay.

but i know, her one wish, is to have nothing in her veins.

http://freerice.com/#/english-vocabulary/1480

This is a website known as Free Rice, where they combat world hunger and promote education at the same time.

On Free Rice, every question you ask earns ten grains of rice. It doesn't sound like much, but it grows fast. It asks questions about any basic school subject. (The ones I've checked out are math and vocabulary) It starts out easy, and progressively gets harder. There are sixty levels (I'm not really sure how they break up the levels, I was on level 28 with 1,100 grains last I checked.) They have a system set up to make accounts, but it's not required to answer questions. Overall, I think it's a good website with a good cause, and I think you guys should check it out! You might learn something (I sure have)!

Welcome to Anywhere, the society in my head.

I wish that I could be there, instead

Of in this hell.

Welcome to Anywhere, the place I go,

When I need to be alone,

Or when all I need is company and loud music.

Welcome to Anywhere, a place all my own.

I wish I could be there,

Instead of in the stuffy hallways of school.

Welcome to Anywhere,

A place I can only be

For short periods of time,

Before people come and force me out of my paradise.

If I could be in Anywhere,

I’d want to be there with you.

Welcome to Anywhere,

A place that I go

When I need to be alone

Or where I’m anything but.

Welcome to Anywhere.

#anywhere

Do you remember the nights we spent filling each other up?

You, eating my sleep as a feast.

And me, filling with your exhaustion.

Draining and bursting.

Bite down on the flesh of my dreams one last time?

Let me dig my teeth into your late nights?

Swallow down your slumber as you inhale my evening repose.

I know you’re starving, love.

So am I.

All of my love,

your sleepless nights

Lover

Lasting lifetimes, living beyond life,

over and over repeating the taste of a kiss longed for;

voracious for the testament of your passion,

envisioning a future with you in constant adventure,

remembering you from the first hello.

I hate the world. Not the earth as a planet, but what’s in it. Not the core, but whatever that annoying creature is that breathes and walks. Not the animals, but the disgusting things that are taking this earth’s life away. People. I hate people. But not all people. People who can turn a great day into a bad one. People who can tell what your going through and make things worse. People that don’t care about what you’re going through, and make it worse. People that discriminate against another person for being themselves. People who feel so bad for themselves and just play victim. People who pretend to be nice to you just to get something out of it. People who stab you in the back. There are so much more, but it’s these people that I think of when I hear the word hate.

Once up on a time,

I was a Man of pristine morals.

Even though I wouldn’t say

I am holding that prestige today,

I was a Man of pristine morals!

Once up on a time!

I cannot recall the day

I crossed the grey line, and

ended up

where I’m standing today.

But, once upon on a time,

I was a Man of pristine morals—

Pristine, like the clear blue sky.

Now, I no longer obviate my mind

from taking its own flight,

down a dangerous and spiral road.

But, once upon on a time,

I was a Man of pristine morals,

pristine, like a child’s eyes.

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MidnightInk (7/14/2018)

I warned you, darling,

begged you, really:

“Never let me rule.”

But fate is cruel

and so, sweet fool,

you sought to elevate me.

Thus, now—betrayed—

I sit arrayed upon the throne

with you knelt at my feet.

Regina incōnstāns:

This is what you’ve made

of me.

All these people ought to flee

and not take chances

with a Queen

supremely fickle

in mercy—who on a whim,

will shift between

a PARDON and the g u i l l o t i n e .

... Yes, when heads roll,

it’s naught

to Me.

I feel no guilt,

only e m p t y .

It’s as I feared;

it’s true, you see.

Power corrupts absolutely.

....

#poetry

#challenge