CatSnitch

These are random thoughts from past creations, current and future ones. I don't have much rhyming poems, that's why these are proses. Like an open diary for someone, or thoughts shared to a friend or a mere stranger I pass by.

Note: Some of the pieces here are published in other platforms.

Bin of Proses, Thoughts and Short Stories

This girl with all the sadness and darkness in her world tried to be happy in little things she encounter


This guy came along and somehow rescued her for a while


But this girl was so used to that abyss that she had a lot of relapse that always breaks him


It's been more than a year and he is still with the girl


The girl did not expect another person to love her but some other guy did


With her contradicting mind, the girl gave some of her time to that guy


Poor guy, even when he knows he can be hurt he went along to the girl's bidding


The guy that stayed is still with her and she's hurting him, too


The girl does not like playing games but it felt like a game again, just like she looks at her life


A game of chess and she's a pawn of life, ready to be sacrificed to die for the Queen


The other guy who came along treated her like the Queen and she felt so good it hurts to let go


Her own King is hurting everytime she's out, everytime she's not telling him she's with some other prince


The girl was getting comfortable in how the things are going but then, deep inside, she felt guilty for not just dying for the real Queen


The girl wants the sunshine now but her old world always visits and gets her drowned


It's her fault she let it stay longer than letting it go


Her fears are holding her, chaining her to the prison of her own making


The guy who stayed is still there, outside the cage, along with the other guy


The girl stayed inside and tried to keep them both but then she had to choose the one her heart weighs most


There's nothing to let go and no one to let go, either


If time allows, and she's to never see any one of them, she'll restart again, just like she did lot of times


The girl with the sadness and darkness enveloping her didn't want others to feel the same so as much as time allows she stays


The girl tried to walk away from everything and everyone she met


She tried, God knows she tried but God knows she must not


It's been months since then but it feels like decades


The girl is still not complete just like the story is


I told a story and it didn't end so well


The heart can stop beating, the time it starts to love and care in doses it cannot bear


She (7)/Chest: Story