Not My Work

Firecrackers 

Truly horrowing

A Glimpse of Darkness

​The clock kept ticking, making my impatient heart leap in joy.

It was time to feed my baby and put him to sleep. As always, I clutched the loose thread from the cradle as I relaxed,humming the forbidden hymn that spoke of rainbows and dreams, a life full of possibilities.

“Did the firecrackers scare you sweetheart?”

I hugged my baby tighter still humming the hymn with tears in my eyes.

“I promise there wont be any more firecrackers; sleep sweet child,” I said hugging my dead son.

© chaos-xd 2016

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I am not who I say I am but who my writing says I am; my characters define me. Like puppets in a play, they tell you who pulls the strings. I'm not who I say I am; I'm who you think I am.

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  1. Thank you for the reblog! ❤✌

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