Apencil

A Pointless Dreamer

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One Added Fear by Apencil, literature

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One Added Fear

I hold a slight fear of falling rocks and cliffs now, and I'll tell you how: Lost in the stomach of the Great Wilderbeast Jutting rocks pierce the clouds The heat shimmers over my tan skin It's dry. But it doesn't matter. Cuts adorn my skin from nature's bite Sharp rocks and plants raise their fangs, poised For another attack. I climb up a cliff, trying to reach home. Boulders fall from loose rock One hit and I die with it- Stumbling from the force and falling into oblivion The rock crashes down a centimeter away from my shoulder, Tumbling and sliding down the next dip of land Flying out into the sky- Then crashing down- Silence. I a

It's Saturday Morning by Apencil, literature

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It's Saturday Morning

and I lay in bed windows open a wind drifts in as a leaf falls in my hand tinkling of chimes lazy eyes as I realize the leaf pierces into my skin white flesh marked by red the blood stains the sheets I sit up and stare at the mirror across the room shuddering and whispering to voices saying ugly me, ugly self the words echo in my mind as I clench my shoulders I raise up my hand Red is the color that should adorn my skin Red is the color that I am and Red is the color that stains and drips slowly down my arm the tinkling of chimes and a fluttering leaf as a wind drifts in it's Saturday morning

The Hypocritical Courtroom by Apencil, literature

He Wasn't Ugly by Apencil, literature

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He Wasn't Ugly

He wasn't ugly. He had glasses on that covered his pale green eyes Long locks of hair that curled behind his ears And a gentle half-smile that curved like a sliver of a crescent moon But he had acne Red splotches that covered his nose and chin Made him stand out like a sore thumb or a peasant with leprosy Isolated in the cold hallways People in school would stare with calculating looks... and slowly avert their eyes They don't know the way how his eyes glisten Or the way he laughs Because nobody cared anyway Neither did he

Balls of Fire by Apencil, literature

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Balls of Fire

"I know your type," he says. His body tilts slightly to the left, and his hard eyes pierce back with a certain patronizing resonance. I hate him. But he speaks truth. So I listen. "You are different from all the girls at our school. In a bad way, of course-" He rocks his feet back and forth, his gaze unfaltering. "You look stupid: glasses at the bottom of your nose, a hunched over back, same clothes every single day.." I grit my teeth and start to walk away. "Hey! But you know what?" "..What?" I hastily push up my glasses as I turn around. Can't afford to look stupid. "You're from a different world. You always seem detached...Like ima

Black and White by Apencil, literature

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Black and White

He was sitting in the cafeteria with his friends. A constant stream of chatter and banter draped in the air like a thick curtain. It suffocated him. His sandwich tasted stale, and the buzz of laughter distorted into an ongoing, high-pitched ring. A fire of desire started to burn in chest, and he sat there and squeezed his eyes tightly shut. He wanted two things: Number one. For the world to freeze and stop in time. Number two. For the world to be drained of its color, leaving only black and white. Then, he will stand up out of his seat and run: Run across the raven and chalky world As the world hung in balance from a single thread, Not

Hysterical by Apencil, literature

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Hysterical

Streams fall down her cheeks. I blankly stare at her and wait. Waiting for the tears to cease. They won't. Turns out she might be the new human waterfall. Now sounds of despair escape from her lips, in the form of hiccups and short gasps. I blankly stare at her and wait. Waiting for the noise to cease. It doesn't. Turns out she might be the new emo-beatboxer. Her breathing deepens and hastens while streams course down the curves of her face, dripping slowly down her neck. Plip-Plop. Plip-plop. I silently chuckle to myself. She's unconsciously making her music: Each drop of her tears lands in sync with the backdrop of her sniffles, and he

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Sep 13, 2014

tagged by !Ceoauthor (https://www.deviantart.com/ceoauthor) 1. You must post the rules. 2. Each person must post 5 things about themselves in their journal. 3. ANSWER the questions the tagger set for you in their post and create five new questions for the people you tag to answer 4. You have to CHOOSE 10 people to tag and post their icons on your journal. 5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged them. (It shows up in their messages so I'm not going to do this...) 6. No tag backs 7. No stuff in the tagging section about "you're tagged if you're reading this" You legitimately have to tag 10 people. 5 things about myself 1. I am stressed out now because school

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Feb 26
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Deviant for 11 years
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Jesus :D He made the world and the heavens after all

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uhhh The Book of John?

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Any worship church, i guess, like Bethel?

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BIBLE

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GOD

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Apencil

May 31, 2015

Sorry.

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Hi future self. I don't know. Please find a way out for me. Thanks. I have a lot of concerns and I'll just put them up here to rant, and check back in a couple of years to see the result but here: - After straying away from the church and just God Himself for 2 years, I would say that I have degraded as a person and felt more of an emptiness and sadness in day to day life - I have lost love for anybody, except for my friends who seemingly are nice to me- however, if one conflict or instance of neglect arises, that feeling will soon fade and turn into indifference/hate - I have dulled to the sense of sin such as cursing/promiscuity/witchcr

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Apencil

May 19, 2014

My Dreams

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Cold Arms Gently carry him towards the open sea And throw him out Cold Eyes Slowly blink As he drowns -------- This is a world set for me. But, I could change all my surroundings: Shifting rooms, switching people Blurry sights, shadows twisting I know it's a dream. I know it's a dream. ------- Fragments of images and voices Melancholy in the air Hidden messages of people close Whispering dangers ------ Night is when the truth comes out And haunts you with demon voices Small garbled whispers of absolute hatred Ring in your ears. Waking up in the morning forces a clean wipe down Of the terror in the dark And the cycle