Wilting rose petal lying in the water
Water tries to devour it
Rose petal too weak to fight back.
Alone in the darkness in deep slumber
I walk in the halls unaware of the flight of stairs below me
I walk in deep slumber to get away
They stalk me
They grab me
They want me.
Why?
Why am I so important?
Ever since I returned from Fogg's Asylum
I haven't had a good night's sleep at all
Just people
Odd looking people
Wanting me
Begging for me
Killing for me.
I don't want to see
I don't want to look
I don't want to harm
But they make me.
Blood on my hands and I do not remember.
I scream,"It's from my sleep! My deepest slumber! To dare to let a dead stranger's blood on my hands is the last thing I would ever do! I am a pure, beautiful woman that respects all form of life. To let human blood, human life to die from my purpose or reason shall never happen!"
They never believed me.
I never sin.
I never curse upon the name of anyone.
I do not inflict pain upon humanity.
The people do.
The people living in my head.
Only in my sleep
In my sweetest escape, my mind and slumber
They make my thoughts impure.
They try to make me hurt others.
Blood should be on their hands.
Mine should be clean as whistle.
No.
They want me to get in trouble.
I would rather burn at the stake or to be ordered to The Gallows than to harm life.
Why me?
Why me?
I'm innocent.
Murder never runs in my family blood-line.
Or predicting death or suicide about others.
It just happens.
Those tiny evil people in my head are ruining my life and others'.
Sleep was my only escape
Now it's my worst enemy.
The flight of stairs.
I start to notice them.
The people in my head try to push me further and further.
I lose my balance.
I can't awaken.
The people are now gone
I maybe in terrible pain and difficult for me to get up.
But I dust myself off
The people are gone
And I can sleep again.
Water tries to devour it
Rose petal too weak to fight back.
Alone in the darkness in deep slumber
I walk in the halls unaware of the flight of stairs below me
I walk in deep slumber to get away
They stalk me
They grab me
They want me.
Why?
Why am I so important?
Ever since I returned from Fogg's Asylum
I haven't had a good night's sleep at all
Just people
Odd looking people
Wanting me
Begging for me
Killing for me.
I don't want to see
I don't want to look
I don't want to harm
But they make me.
Blood on my hands and I do not remember.
I scream,"It's from my sleep! My deepest slumber! To dare to let a dead stranger's blood on my hands is the last thing I would ever do! I am a pure, beautiful woman that respects all form of life. To let human blood, human life to die from my purpose or reason shall never happen!"
They never believed me.
I never sin.
I never curse upon the name of anyone.
I do not inflict pain upon humanity.
The people do.
The people living in my head.
Only in my sleep
In my sweetest escape, my mind and slumber
They make my thoughts impure.
They try to make me hurt others.
Blood should be on their hands.
Mine should be clean as whistle.
No.
They want me to get in trouble.
I would rather burn at the stake or to be ordered to The Gallows than to harm life.
Why me?
Why me?
I'm innocent.
Murder never runs in my family blood-line.
Or predicting death or suicide about others.
It just happens.
Those tiny evil people in my head are ruining my life and others'.
Sleep was my only escape
Now it's my worst enemy.
The flight of stairs.
I start to notice them.
The people in my head try to push me further and further.
I lose my balance.
I can't awaken.
The people are now gone
I maybe in terrible pain and difficult for me to get up.
But I dust myself off
The people are gone
And I can sleep again.
One day, a girl was walking through a forest. Her name was Rachel, and she was looking for a friend. Her and her friend, Misty, were camping, but then Misty disappeared. She then saw a dim white light. She walked towards it and saw a face, a body, arms, and legs. It was wearing a white dress. You know, when she thought about it, it looked a bit like... "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
That's all for chapter 1! Please tell me if it needs to be a little longer and feel free to post your perguntas and comments!
That's all for chapter 1! Please tell me if it needs to be a little longer and feel free to post your perguntas and comments!
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces por pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces por pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
One day. A girl named Rachel was camping with her friend, Misty. Later, they climbed trees. When Rachel fell from 5 feet, Misty went into the deep, dark forest to look for the ranger. After 2hours, Rachel decided to look for her friend. After searching, she found a row of what looked like cottages. Curious, she stepped into a newly built one. She saw a girl with long whitish-blonde hair and a white dress, slightly torn.You know, it kind of looks like..."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
Please tell me if it needs any other revisions. If not, I will mover on to chapter 2. Note: For Chapter one, I will not go farther than "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
Please tell me if it needs any other revisions. If not, I will mover on to chapter 2. Note: For Chapter one, I will not go farther than "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
Katniss and Peeta
Oh yes we do.
They are the treasures of the world
That we use.
It's not gold,
Zinc, copper, or silver.
Oil, not even close.
They are
Courage, determination
How women could have their rights
Today
The treasures of the world
The one and only place
Where you can find people
Of different color and sex
Where you can find blacks,
Asian, Syrian, and Australian
Oh the people of the world
The treasures of the world
The treasures of the world
Use them wisely
Do not leave them in chains
For the people you break
They will break you back.
Oh the treasures of the world
(All the colors, all the people)
The treasures of the world
(All the colors, all the people)
The treasures of the world
Different sexes and colors come together to walk the Relay
Reese Kingston
Hazel Portwood
This is the people who played my roles for me. This is my thanks for everyone tuning into Daredevil's Vs. Murderer's and I hope you tune into remember me, which I'm still working on. Writer's block is such an ugly disease, but I'm getting it done. P.S I didn't have a visual picture fro some characters, please comment what you think. I've seen people on Wattpad do this, and I wanted to try, but I do not have a wattpad account, I just visit and read some of their stories, interesting, and good, you guys should visit.
Hope you enjoy! :)
Hope you enjoy! :)
Zyanna (Britt Robertson)
Azerien (Zach Roerig)
America (Alexia Fast)
Xavier (Alex Sawyer)
Cali (Nathalia Ramos)
Cory (Steven R. Mqueen)
Corrie (Nina Dobrev)
Donnie (Burkely Duffield)
Lara (Ana Mulvoy Ten)
Gregori (Atticus Mitchell)
Bellaire (Candice Accola)
