

WeaknessShe curled her body into the mattres, scolding herself for crying again. She pushes her face deeper into the pillow to further muffle the sound she had taught herself long ago not to make. Her shoulders hurt from the weight of the lies she is living, from the new role she has no choice but to play, God just doesn't give 3rd chances. She had held her head high too long again and this was her punishment, this weakness, this instability. She feared her world would never be solid again, she would never heal. How could she keep every one else together if she couldn't stop falling apart herself, how could she be that strong? She had been onceWeakness


FakeYou brought me to life, made me real,Fake
gave me a life i wanted to live, but you made me fake at the same time
and now i live lies instead of dreams.


CleanShe turned the radio up almost as high as it would go so no one could hear her cry over her horrible singing voice. Ahh. It felt so good to get clean again she thought running her fingers through her hair as she washed it for a second time, even better if she could shower alone instead of having a 200 pound werewolf gaurding the door. Her brother was being way too over protective. She stepped out of the shower carefully, her leg was still healing and she didnt want to twist it again. She pulled on the extremly plushy, thick, bathrobe and pulled open the door. The obiediant soilder never glanced away from that imaginary spot on the wall.Clean


Scarsi have a pretty new scar. one that matches the ones you left on my heart. it hurts less because its healing unlike the others which are still bleeding. i try to sew them closed but my stiches never hold. the hole is just too deep. you made a big impression on me and left a crater in my soul. id like to paint u pretty pictures maybe play you a song but my heart no longer sings it has just grown cold. i'd like to just walk away from this nightmare but i'm stuck here like a stone, never to leave it's river home.Scars
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Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
- Oscar Wilde
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Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
- Oscar Wilde
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Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
- Oscar Wilde
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Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
- Oscar Wilde
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