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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
“It Was Better Being Lonely”
(Part 10 in the ongoing saga of Wayne and Isabella, the Ghosts with Relationship Problems)
He lays there like a lump, snoring wheezily
And Isabella doesn’t get how he can sleep so easily
The stress of their life keeps her awake into the night
Staring out in the dark until the first break of light.
So much has changed, and she can’t remember why,
the thought of being alone used to make her want to cry.
The concept feels like a dream, like a vision from a past life
As now she’s with this unbearable man, stuck as his wife.
Isabella’s mind wanders, and she tries to imagine the day
When they can admit it’s not working, and go their separate way
But that won’t happen soon, and they’ll both continue the charade
Pretending not to be miserably unhappy, living together as a fraud.
Tears quietly stream down her face, and she wishes that if only
She could travel back in time, and return to just being lonely.
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“The World Out There”
It’s the middle of the night, and he should be asleep in his bed
Instead he’s opening his window and poking out his head
He stares up at the heavens, gazing at the stars
While listening to the sounds of distant passing cars.
The world out there seems strange, and so dark and scary
People die in planes, or eaten by monsters fat and hairy.
Kidnappers will steal you from school, and terrorists shoot you in the face
Evil ghosts will haunt your soul, working in tandem with aliens from space.
Bank robbers take you hostage, and shove your nose into your brain
Or mustachioed villains tie you to the tracks, and have you run over by a train.
The world doesn’t really feel real, as he ponders it from the safety of his room
But he knows that these things happen, it is statistically safe to assume.
The vastness of the night, even as the stars twinkle in the sky
Overwhelms him with the possibilities, of ways to live and die
His world sometimes feel small, surrounded by just his family and his friends
But as he looks out his bedroom window, he can see the world never ends.
Posted 10/15/2012
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“It Was Better Being Lonely”
(Part 10 in the ongoing saga of Wayne and Isabella, the Ghosts with Relationship Problems)
He lays there like a lump, snoring wheezily
And Isabella doesn’t get how he can sleep so easily
The stress of their life keeps her awake into the night
Staring out in the dark until the first break of light.
So much has changed, and she can’t remember why,
the thought of being alone used to make her want to cry.
The concept feels like a dream, like a vision from a past life
As now she’s with this unbearable man, stuck as his wife.
Isabella’s mind wanders, and she tries to imagine the day
When they can admit it’s not working, and go their separate way
But that won’t happen soon, and they’ll both continue the charade
Pretending not to be miserably unhappy, living together as a fraud.
Tears quietly stream down her face, and she wishes that if only
She could travel back in time, and return to just being lonely.
Posted 7/26/2012
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“The Shadow in the Darkness”
Even in the darkness, Jason Drummond can see it breathing.
Somehow darker than even the inky blackness of his bedroom, the shadow’s slight movements as its torso menacingly breathes in and out betray its stillness.
Night after night, the shadow stands there… just watching. And each night, Jason stares back, the tiny hairs on his neck tingling, as he tries to convince himself it’s just a trick of the light.
While it has no eyes, Jason feels like the shadow is staring straight into his soul.
Trapped in its gaze, unable to look away, his head grows increasingly lightheaded and blurry as he feels the shadow inside his own mind, its presence expanding through Jason’s consciousness…
The dead silence is broken as a car drives down the quiet suburban street, its headlights shining through the window.
After the car passes, Jason’s eyes adjust to the dark again… but the shadow is gone.
Posted April 1st, 2012
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Young Harold lies in his bed, unable to sleep,
As an empty uneasy feeling begins to creep.
His knees feel hollow, his body lighter than air
A vacuous void of childlike regret and despair.
The sensation feels wrong, but he focuses on it still
Emptiness spreading, removing his worries and will.
Just as he feels the most weightless, he feels a surge
He senses a foul foreign presence beginning to emerge.
Harold tries to fight it, but he can’t move a limb.
All he can do is watch as something takes over him.
The boy remains trapped in his body, totally overcome
By an opportunistic entity who found a new young victim.
Watching forever from within a body that he can’t control,
Waiting for this flesh prison’s death to finally free his soul.
Posted 8/21/2011
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