My Gaze is Always Cold (Prose)
Some say my eyes scare them…
Some say my eyes scare them…
Whoop whoop! This week story is a short written by myself and a fellow author, Steve Stockton, who also has his own channel! Check him out for more spooky thrills and chills!
Boys in Black
Every night I close my eyes, I see my dream girl. She appears in the light of the moon, With skin of shining alabaster. Her mouth is the shape of a bow And stained the crimson of a rose. Her eyes watch me With the intensity of a hawk. I can’t look away from her […]
You never say goodbye. When your eyes leave mine, And we part ways, Silence weighs heavy. You’ll come again, Back to our special place, But there only waits A memory.
Her eyes reflect the dance floor In them, the lights of a million stars. If I look closely I swear, I can see the world myself, and a thousand other souls. We are trapped in the cages of her mind And in the curves of her body the sway of her hips. The touch of […]
She peeked into the darkness of her room and saw the silver reflection of her cat’s eyes. But when she turned on the light, she found her child sitting there instead.