Rainy Party

There! Perfect!
I look at myself in the mirror. This is perfect! I can't wait to show him. I glance anxiously at my phone. Okay well maybe its a bit early, I mean, he knows that this is important. Ive been talking about it all week.
I am done up in my party dress. It hits every curve and highlights every asset. Its lacy and fits like a glove. I know hes going to drop dead when he sees me. I cant wait to show him. I want to put my hands around his neck and kiss him softly and whisper " what do you think?". I smile. Its going to be great!
... ... ... I stare at my phone in disbelief, no missed calls. Where is he? Ive called half a dozen times. My party dress still sits well on me. I glance out the window. Maybe hes going to surprise me. I sigh. I start to get nervous. I tap my foot and go through my texts. Nope no sign. My throat starts to tighten. I understand. He doesn't care. My dress doesn't matter. All my efforts are wasted. The tears start to flow. My china-doll face is ruined. My perfect appearance, my party dress can no longer contain my emotion. I start to cry. I'm just a girl. I'm not important. Hes not coming at all.

Spiritied Away

I exhale your essence, the memory of you, your spirit leaves me, and I feel my body falling. No longer am I filled with you that I float. I cannot fly, I cannot touch the sky. My universe collapses, I feel my body on solid ground. My heart sinks into quicksand, my mind gets buried in darkness. I let go of my senses, as insanity takes control of the wheel, it drives me to the pinnacle of destruction. I stand on the ledge, preparing to jump, watching the last silver shimmer of you float away. I abandon all hope, stop my heart from beating, refuse to breath in. I spread my arms out, I stand on my toes, and welcome the slow first movement of the fall into the abyss. My body picks up speed, I hurl through the air, feel the cold against my skin, shut out the screams, and accept my descent into the ground. I close my eyes and prepare myself for impact.
My body lets out a gasp, as it hits icy water, surprised I open my eyes, my arms take over, and begin the tedious task of trying to rescue me. I refuse to accept my survival, and once my head breaks through the water into open air, I let out a scream. The clouds gather round to laugh at my misery, the storm gathers in my heart and fills the hole that you left. The waves throw me around, and exhaust  the very fibers of my being. I am caught in a whirlwind, unable to get my barrings, unable to fight, although moments ago I reached serenity. My decisiveness shattered, my plans destroyed, my life cheated twice. Your laugh echoes through the air, and reverberates off the water, hitting my ears like a sonic blast. I spin out of control and into the whirlpool pulled apart by competing currents, I sink to the bottom unconscious.

Art by Leona DeLioncourt

Im the Original

The last month has been tough. I have been taking pills that make me better but have sucked all life out of my imagination. So I dropped them. Take that B*TCH! I have mixed feelings about this move. But at least I can think straighter ( despite being emotional). I have left everything to the last minute ( cause of my mental state), and now am struggling to catch up at school... What? It happens! But I got it Baby! All this psychedelic shit in my head has to pay off. Screw mood swings. I am either insane or genius, so its time to find which one I AM.
CAPS, WHY HAVENT YOU CALLED BACK? I need someone to talk me through whatever is happening in my head.
In the mean Time , study Study STUDY!

I like the way you Move!!!

Most of all, I LIKE THE WAY YOU MOVE!