For the first time in Days...Sitting in the busy room Alone People talking all around But all is silent The memories come back The nightmares, the fears The rips in the arm throbbing, Re-opening Muttering to herself Words of sorrow, regret, The distorted room spinning People disappearing Her world goes blank As her head hits the desk No-one notices The voices go Until a pierce scream is heard For the first time in years The girl smiles All her pain gone forever And she murmurs, "Thank-you"For the first time in Days...
Written by my friendlingI raise my head up to the cold rain rain tha slices the warw air of night. Raindrops turn into droplets of blood and run down my cheeks.....Parts of me dissaper into the blue fire of foregoten. I still run away from what i really am. My thoughts cry out at me like a raven with its heart whrenching screams. There is no raod to go back on, and no turning back.......When its all to late....Written by my friendling
Sat alone, Waiting...She sits in the darkened room The glow of the moon shining through the window The stream of tears twinkles in the light Sat alone, Waiting... A crimson drop falls onto her pure white dress Her tear stained face grows still No more scars will ever reach her skin No more pain will reach her heart No more suffering... For she went to a better place Giving up on life, a living hell Moving on to eternal happinessSat alone, Waiting...
Bleeding FlowerThe flower sitting in my hands So pritty, So delicate Nothing to worry about in its life Not like mine. Always having to look Over my shoulder to see Who would be the next person to hit, or throw something at me I am constantly sad, upset and scared I wish i could have been a flower Making people happy When they look at me Not feeling sick, As they stare At this dissapointment of a human Thats all people see me as A waste of space, a waste of air So as I lie here In a pool of my own blood I am not sad to go... And all goes black aroundBleeding Flower
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Ping!
"What was that noise?"
Just another penny in the perve jar.
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Ping!
"What was that noise?"
Just another penny in the perve jar.
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"I would translate for her, but I'm afraid I don't speak "blithering retard""~*wazzdakka
It's so weird to see someone with the same name as me!
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"Of course it is happening inside your head...but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" - Albus Dumbledore
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"Of course it is happening inside your head...but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" - Albus Dumbledore
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Ping!
"What was that noise?"
Just another penny in the perve jar.
*is Katherine*
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"I would translate for her, but I'm afraid I don't speak "blithering retard""~*wazzdakka
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Ping!
"What was that noise?"
Just another penny in the perve jar.
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