HospitalsThe doctors are running, tearing down the hallsHospitals by ~murderinslowmotion
The nurses are franticly racing through all doors
Mothers are crying and digging nails into their skin
While the fathers are too shocked to let anything get in
Heartbeats are zigzagging across monitor screens
While IV therapy swings as if caught in a breeze
Rooms are all darkened with shadows ready to leap
Cleaning products so strong that your soul wants to weep
The white walls are fading to a dull painful red
Changing the sad hospital into a place full of dread
The noise starts to fall away to pitch perfect silence
As I look around and witness acts of pure violence
All the yelling and screa
The Right DecisionI’m sitting on a train that’s speeding through my thoughts faster than a knife would pierce my heart. Windows blackened so the image I see is almost skeletal. I touch my reflection and its freezing. It always had been. Ripples of raindrops tear through my reflection leaving me to blink away tears. This is the right decision I tell myself...The Right Decision by ~murderinslowmotion
I’m leaning on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall but not really seeing it. A force is pulling me in, not letting me look away. I have to face this thing on my own. Dig deep into the emptiness that is threatening to take over. It's winning and I don't have the strength to stop it, a
Imaginary LoveHer eyes where glazed over and I could see the universe reflected in them as she stared up at the sky in its darkest hour. Her dark blue eyes looked almost black in the near pitch darkness and the pattern of her dress was getting lost in the grass. I could just make out the pearly shine of drying tears on her face as I tried to think back to the moment when they first fell. There was no change in her heart beat, I know because I almost fell asleep to the rhythmic beating nor did her breathing change as I felt every inhale and exhale as I rested my head on her chest.Imaginary Love by ~murderinslowmotion
As if reading my mind her soft voice broke through the silence that was stea
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Curtain Call“Curtain Call”Curtain Call by =BleedTheDream180
On a corner of a block lies a theater with a stage
For twenty dollars audiences sit like mice in a cage
Watching actors personify characters they are not
Understanding metaphors and subtle nuisances in plots
Except for this play the actors have vanished
Craving an encore the audience is famished
The actors have taken leave; the director walked out the door
The orchestra section is empty for they will play no more
There is no phantom; there is no opera
The sopranos can not sing; the tenors concur
The scripts are ripped, the actors have no direction
The villains have quit for they lack motivation
The curtains
Mortified 
Cheerful 
Sentimental 
Amazed 
Content 
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