"Shaun, wake up. You need to go now." The words I heard a faint voice say. It sounded familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Who was it? I just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. seguinte was a sound. Blood spraying from a body. The drops hit the ground one por one. The sound echoing through my head like bells going off simultaneously. My eyes open in an instance. The only color I see is red. I rub my eye and feel the blood i had heard. It was mine.
I fall back to the ground as my eyes start to close slowly. I can hear that voice again. "Get up! Please get up! I need you, please!" My eyes wouldn't open. Her sobs and her pleads became faint once more. Soon enough I couldn't hear anything. All was silent and dark. There was nowhere to go and no one around. I couldn't speak. Was I dead? How do I find out?
In what seems like a dream I see a small girl swinging on a playground in the middle of an empty open field. I begin to walk closer to get in front of her. "Brother? What are you doing here? Did you come to play?" I just dropped to my knees not knowing what to think. My sister had been dead for fifteen years. "What is the matter big brother? You look sad. Please don't cry. I amor you."
I couldn't help but cry. The memory of how she died started replaying in my head. It just wouldn't stop. "I amor you Shaun" said a different voice. I looked up to see a different girl. She was around my age with blonde hair and eyes as blue as the sea. She was crying. "Do you remember me? Please do. I can't let you go. Please come back to me." She starts to go blurry and after a few segundos she fades away. I lie there alone once again. What is happening to me? What do i do? Where do I go?
I fall back to the ground as my eyes start to close slowly. I can hear that voice again. "Get up! Please get up! I need you, please!" My eyes wouldn't open. Her sobs and her pleads became faint once more. Soon enough I couldn't hear anything. All was silent and dark. There was nowhere to go and no one around. I couldn't speak. Was I dead? How do I find out?
In what seems like a dream I see a small girl swinging on a playground in the middle of an empty open field. I begin to walk closer to get in front of her. "Brother? What are you doing here? Did you come to play?" I just dropped to my knees not knowing what to think. My sister had been dead for fifteen years. "What is the matter big brother? You look sad. Please don't cry. I amor you."
I couldn't help but cry. The memory of how she died started replaying in my head. It just wouldn't stop. "I amor you Shaun" said a different voice. I looked up to see a different girl. She was around my age with blonde hair and eyes as blue as the sea. She was crying. "Do you remember me? Please do. I can't let you go. Please come back to me." She starts to go blurry and after a few segundos she fades away. I lie there alone once again. What is happening to me? What do i do? Where do I go?
when i just have been through the worse in my life
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need mais and mais and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me or to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need mais and mais and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me or to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain
i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.
'do you know why?"
'well,she said something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come por my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
'do you know why?"
'well,she said something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come por my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
Sobriety is beyond a horizon for you,
One you won't be alive to even get to.
Your mind is set to be dead in 10
Years, my fears, my tears,
don't matter, your emotionless, here.
My bothersome phone calls,
"I'm just checking in"
"Yeah, I don't care"
I can't ever win.
My eyes are taped open,
horrific imagens replay,
and even when I close them,
they're imprinted in my mind,
they're there to stay.
Blackness engulfs me,
like a whirlpool of nothing,
Your arch nemesis,
Your pal,
Your meaningless suffering.
Why do you do this,
to yourself, and to me?
I don't get why you mess around,
just let yourself be!
One you won't be alive to even get to.
Your mind is set to be dead in 10
Years, my fears, my tears,
don't matter, your emotionless, here.
My bothersome phone calls,
"I'm just checking in"
"Yeah, I don't care"
I can't ever win.
My eyes are taped open,
horrific imagens replay,
and even when I close them,
they're imprinted in my mind,
they're there to stay.
Blackness engulfs me,
like a whirlpool of nothing,
Your arch nemesis,
Your pal,
Your meaningless suffering.
Why do you do this,
to yourself, and to me?
I don't get why you mess around,
just let yourself be!
I'm sat at home
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt mais than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to amor me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I amor him, but his amor is dim
In my cardboard box
I'm scared to death
So I cuddle my socks
I hear the key turn in the door
Fear swells inside of me
My hope plummets through the floor
I peep outside my little box
In time to see my daddy roar
I'm worried now, I realise
Because he's angry I notice now
That what I'm seeing with swollen eyes
I don't know when I don't know how
It may be the last thing I ever see
This may be the last of me
I see his boots come closer, so I shriek
My bruises hurt mais than ever
He picks me up, I feel so weak
He shakes me now and calls me worthless
I just want him to amor me
I just want him to know me
But the broken bottle is against my chest
And is thrust through my cotton vest
Into my heart, the pain is fire
I see myself as I float higher
Now my vision is rimmed with darkness
The end is near, I feel its presence
I just wish that I could tell him
I amor him, but his amor is dim