FOWC with Fandango ~ Vapid ~ Protector #FOWC

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I am summoned by your fears

External voices awaken me

Strangers occupying this bruised skin

We are one yet never to meet

Repeated torments of a simple quest

Desired love for who you were

Vapid souls enforced their whims

Corrupting your intent,  weakening our value

Your endless pain spawned me in your mind

Now,  I’ll rise to thicken your blood

We no longer will be emotionally raped

I promise you through silent screams as your protector within

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Written for- https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/79388113/posts/2427071936

FOWC with Fandango ~ Debut #FOWC

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Ladies and gents, boys and girls

Time for a new episode within your world

A day begins fresh removed from yesterday’s gaffs

No need to be halted from your troubled past

An opening of your lids is more than enough

To realize life’s worth despite being so rough

Look out with sharp focus from wherever you start

Step forward with intellect in a duet with your heart

There will be mistakes as this current shift speeds along

Just cut yourself slack and learn from these wrongs

Today’s chapter content reflects your point of view

Each breath that you take applauds your debut

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Photo via Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt

FOWC with Fandango — Debut

FOWC with Fandango ~ Clear Drive

The decision that Martin Willis would be willing to make was really quite clear to him. Either he would start his car to drive towards his planned destination or he would recline the driver’s seat and swallow twenty sleeping pills. The very notion of attempting the latter was commonplace for Martin. To him, ending his life was a daily regime that he had practiced for many years. Life for him was created by own crooked perception. A couple walking through a store were viewed by Martin as people happily in love, a thing he preemptively deduced forever unattainable.  The smiles on strangers were interpreted as their dreams fulfilled to Martin, who never achieved his elusive  contentment. This was Martin’s world , or at least how he viewed it. Many adult years of believing this distortion made him quite comfortable in deciding it was time to “throw in the towel”. The storm clouds that had been above his car suddenly dissipated and blue skies overwhelmed his windshield. It was as if the day, right then at that moment, decided to change its mind and start over. Martin felt his eyes covered in fresh warmth from the emerging sun, as his vision became enlightened. He turned the key in his ignition forward as decided to act upon his original plan. A simple drive forward towards an initial appointment with a therapist. Martin’s car sped off, the sleeping pills rolling around on the passenger’s floor still unopened in their container.
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Written for- https://fivedotoh.com/2020/01/23/fowc-with-fandango-clear/

Twittering Tales ~ Plenty of space

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“Are you happy now?” Ted snapped, opening the empty trunk. He was the newest resident on the block and neighbor Phil confronted him about the trunk’s contents. “You thought there’d be a corpse in there, right?” Phil smiled and took out a gun. “Actually, I wanted to see if you would fit in there”.

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Written for today’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Tama66 at Pixabay.com.

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