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New Again by KeikoMagari, literature

Literature

New Again

I want to be someone else. I do not know how to say it elsewise To tell of this thought, this notion, inside me, But I long to be someone else. I imagine what it would be like If I were not myself But a different person altogether Genderless, ageless, who would I be If I were not me? If I could cut away from myself, Saw at my persona like carving meat from bone And hold up the raw, reeking flesh to place somewhere else Where would that place be? I examine the bones, the empty, defined bones. What are they exactly? The structure I once knew, freed from the familiarity. To rid of what would be my support, my foundation, I will

Blut und Traenen:Dark Hetalia7 by KeikoMagari, literature

Literature

Blut und Traenen:Dark Hetalia7

A vile hiss rolled like venomous thunder through inky, suffocating blackness, peeling like pelts of lightning into his aural presence, the sudden response a screech of pain and terror that whistled through tightened teeth, entire body taut, muscles pulled like threaded ropes underneath the clammy, pale skin like a thick layer of snow. His form lunged up and forward from the seat reflexively, narrow, wooden legs skittering after his retreating, mortified action like scattering pegs. His heart leapt madly against his chest with such intensity he could taste the very blood flow, seeming to echo throughout his whole being, heavy through constrict