What the Thunder Said Vol. 9 | Page 10

MILLION WAYS BY LEX FOWLER
A million ways her heart was ripped out of her chest . Her lifeless eyes staring at His bloody hands holding her Still pumping heart . Her eyes rolling back , But she ’ s not truly gone because He still holds a deathgrip on her rotting soul . A CASTLE He threw MADE her heart OF to SAND the ravenous , WE crows BUILT AND
SCULPTED That were , MELTED always picking AWAY at her melting SO EASILY flesh . BY
THE Her PUSH heart finally AND stopped PULL pumping OF . THE There DEEP was no BLUE more Love to give . She could no longer live .
In her mind ' s treacherous ways , always playing Their games . What a shame . The voices won over her consciousness . They were always so obnoxious . Obsessive . Compressive . Compressed in the frail body they called home . Her death was not pretty but she ’ d like to think it was . A million ways she could have died . A million ways she could have lived if she didn ’ t let Him stick his parasitic hand into her chest . A million ways , and this was the way she ended .
ACCEPTANCE BY ZOË BARTON
I lie awake at night Longing for your bittersweet taste Grief , bargaining , depression
All the walls I ’ ve walked through to get to you I clawed my way through heartbreak A CASTLE Hoping MADE , praying OF SAND , daydreaming , WE BUILT AND SCULPTED , MELTED AWAY SO EASILY BY THE PUSH Of the AND moment PULL I would OF THE meet DEEP you BLUE I made peace knowing that to get to you
I must fight , I must overcome , I must learn
And I did I ’ ve finally reached your stage And the craving , yearning , aching stopped Now I ’ m at your door Hello , Acceptance
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