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ID 2007

Forgot To ScreamAs she lay on the hospital bed, the sounds of family crying and doctors diagnosing burned in her ears. She tried to breathe steadily and float away. Tears rolled down her bloody cheeks as she laid her head to the right, and watched the people scurry around her. There was such emptiness inside her; when he withdrew from her body, he took her soul with him. They poked, and prodded at her most tender places that she no longer felt anything, good or bad. Her body forgot how to feel sexual pleasure, and with it stole all emotions of violation, and pride. Shed found that place of nothing, when her stomach feels ill, and her throat as if a telForgot To Scream


She's so typicalShe sat outside the funeral home and sucked in a taste of death, eyes burning through smoke and pouring tears of blood. There never was anything appealing about the taste of sin just being able to say she'd been there and done that. There is someone in the world labeling her as just another stereotype, and quite frankly she doesn't mind. There's nothing wrong with being nothing special, something out of the ordinary. Ordinary is a place and name she strives for and it's a place she'll never be. There's no reason for her to exhale but she simply cannot help it. Her will isShe's so typical


She is a PretenderWilling time to pass her by She stands in front of herself And catches her own eye And she laughs at her frown She smiles at her tears And she realizes that she hasn\'t seen herself For days...weeks...yearsShe is a Pretender
Its not that time has gone too fast Its just that she was too slow And she didn\'t realize she was becoming the past Until it was too late to know So now she stands and looks at herself And she mirrors her own frown Tears of her own drip down her cheeks And she realizes she\'s let herself down
She has pretended to be happy To be so
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"You have to put up with a lot of irritants when you're trying to make pearls".
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This little piggy went to Hades,
This little piggy stayed home
This little piggy ate raw and steaming human flesh
This little piggy violated virgins
And this little piggy clambered over a heap of dead bodies to get to the top
Yeah, you're not on MSN or anything so I figured I'd say something here. Hope you had a good one!
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"You can have your reasons for this bloody war, but I'm not going to hate you for what you're not sorry for" ~ King's X - Charlie Sheen
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:"if you read, you will judge":
read it. judge it. comment on it.
~six-feet-under
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:"if you read, you will judge":
read it. judge it. comment on it.
~six-feet-under
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:"if you read, you will judge":
read it. judge it. comment on it.
~six-feet-under
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:"if you read, you will judge":
read it. judge it. comment on it.
~six-feet-under
If I had a book, I'd send it to my watchers,
free of charge,
free of shipping and handling,
free of you.
You don't get it. If you were a friend of mine you would. This ate away at me, I asked of you at school, to everyone I could have thought of, and no one knew. You're a coward. And I guess so am I. But at least I'm not ashamed of what I like, who I like, who I am, and what I write.
What, did you think I would judge you? Do you think I would have spit in your face? I appreciate everyone that appreciates my work, no matter what I think of theirs.
You didn't have to tell the world, and I wouldn't have either. You fucked things up, and I shouldn't have let you do it. Maybe it was a bad idea for me to show the world what I can do with words... what I like to do with words.
Since 2002, just after my birthday I've been here, and in your short time of being here, as a very unactive member, you destroyed my established page. I shouldn't have let you do that.
A friend of mine would understand my issues with counsellors, with people I can't trust, with the people in this town claiming to be writers when all their are are theifs of my work. My friends know about how much all this means to me, and you have the nearve to come along and destory it.
Yeah, it's just an internet site, and yeah, it may get me nowhere in terms of publishment, but man, I liked to know that there were people out there that weren't afraid to admit that they liked what I do.
I'd like to be a secret from you, because I can't trust you.
Be gone all you like, it doesn't matter, I am too.
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~kiwi
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