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Just a dream?
It was early, but something stirred the sleeping girl from what had otherwise been a peacefull and deep slumber. Her eyes were wide open and she decided it was time to get up. The wooden floor brought unwanted cold to her body, reminding her she would need to get the rugs out for winter approached. Wrapping her blankets tightly around herself, she moved to a small window, the only window her room had.
The first rays of sunlight were peaking through the horizon, its rays were a light blue. To some, she supposed, this sun looked odd. In fact, most older generations deemed this sun unatural. The Elders council spoke of a time before the barrier, known as the Era of Darkness, when the sun appeared as a bright, orange fireball. They blamed the barrier for the suns discoloration.
To Ava and her twin Adam, the concept of anything as it was before the barrier was so freighteningly foreign that they preferred not to think about i
Talking to MyselfI look into those eyesTalking to Myself by GoddessAiden
Full of honesty and sadness
If only I could take your pain away
Maybe then the darkness would not overcome you.
But I know you need time
To take in everything
Since you have gone through the same loveless nights
That I have had.
Tossing and turning in my head
Are ideas of possible things to come
But that's only if and only if
You don't turn and walk away.
I sit and watch you
Waiting to see your next move
Not knowing where I stand or where I will be
In the next moment.
Losing someone like you
Would be like losing air
Twisted, painful, and uncomfortable
Almost asking for an agonizing death.
It scares me to no end
The possibility of losing you
Because you are so warm and gentle
Someone I thought I would never find in this lifetime.
But with relationships comes time
And my hope that with time
You will see in me the things I see in you;
Hope for something good.
My drugsMy drugs by Killerkurenai94
I was addicted
To my own little drug
I called it
Slitting my wrists
As I would sit huddled
In some dark corner
As I sobbed in self-pity
But I had managed to stop
I was able to stop cutting my wrists
And using pain as my
But things have gotten worse now
I am abused
But I cant tell anyone
For who exactly is there to tell?
My Mother will do nothing
Saying that the bruises
Are in intimate places
Saying that they simply prove
The fact that I am
Nothing more than
A worthless slut
So I hide them
Wearing long sleeves every day
Why am I so god damned weak?
Using my knife
Using pain as my numbing Tylenol
I used to say
That I would never start
Any self-destructive habits
No smoking, no drugs, no pre-marital sex
And yet, in that promise
That I made to myself and
To my friends and family
I left one out
One habit that I have fallen into
Because it is as addictive as drugs
As addictive as cigarettes and alcohol
I started cutting myself
So That I could bleed my
Only come into my life if you intend to stay.
Make me laugh & we'll be good friends. (:
Make me cry, you'll wish you never met me.
~Ok you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?~
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