Megan Alysse
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Stories (18/0)
I'll always have myself
What is it that draws the breath out of my lungs so violently when I think about you? As if I stepped out into a freezing wind naked and wet. The sharp initial inhale of breath catching in my throat and the sting of cold piercing through my skin like knives is the only sensation I can compare to how I felt when you walked in unexpectedly.
By Megan Alyssea day ago in Confessions
Don't Call Me
I needed more than what you were willing to give me. I don't know how you know to call me on a bad day, but the phone rings and your name pops up on the screen. I stare and watch it until it disappears. I'd like to say I have enough self-restraint to not call you back, but my heart strings still pull tightly at the thought of wondering what you are calling me for.
By Megan Alysse2 months ago in Humans
Pain We Share
It was with surprise that I looked into your eyes and saw the same pain swimming beneath the blue-green clarity. The same pain that I feel vibrates from my heart out through my veins. The same pain I feel slithering it's way through every vulnerable crack of my broken mind.
By Megan Alysse2 months ago in Humans
Bad Days
My mind feels like an ocean. Vast and deep and mysterious. With constant waves beating onto the shore. Some days calm and some days violent. Water swirling and swelling and pounding against itself. Swallowing everything in sight. Dragging any lost soul down, down, down into its' murky depths.
By Megan Alysse3 months ago in Humans