Imagine…A piece based on the concept of humans and tragedy through the thoughts of an idle girl. … More Imagine.
Pristine. Pure. Untouchable. Hidden behind drapes and sheltered by shadows. Untouched by sin and traced by virtue. Should the wind blow fast and dry, the drapes flutter open and close with deliberate languor, as if awoken by the whispers of the sky. Beyond the pearlescent cloak was silence; a stillness that felt irksome, unnatural and … More Shroud.
The rain began to fall as soon as the sun started to rise, rubbing out the glory of the day slowly and surely as the dark clouds took charge of the sky. I shifted in the comfort of my bed, watching as the raindrops hit my window in a sad melody, as if it were … More Diminuendo.
Monologue which utilises the concept of dreams and nightmares. Explores the thoughts of a disillusioned person with the ill intent of murdering people for their own personal joy and comfort. … More Dream Monologue.
Written in first person. The inner monologue of a person who laments on their own decision to push away their lover. … More Good-bye.
Monologue which explores the thoughts of a person who has stage fright. … More Bleak.
You can’t change time, time changes you. So I let the darkness consume me until I was nothing but rot and decay.
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Why? A question that I’ve been asking since the age of five, Why, with all the hate and the anger and the lies? Why has it taken so long for the world to realise Why we fail to hear all those shouts and all those cries. A self interested…
I can’t pretend to be happy if I’ve never felt what happiness feels like. … More To disappear as if I had never lived.