She KnewYou look at the knife. Your reflection stares back at you. You smile and think "This could be so easy."But is it? What about the people you think don't care. What about the people who you know care?What about me?I love you more than anything! Don't leave me! You ignore the thoughts of what your best friend would say if she were here. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.You slide up by the sink, bottle of pills in your hand. The knife creeped you out, so you scratched that idea. You listen to the silence of the empty house. Mom left you home because she thought you were responsible.You laugh dryly and glance to your left. you phone is beside you. Somewhere inside you wish that someone would call. Would they? You lift the bottle to your lips, 17 pills poised to fall into your waiting mouth. Would it hurt? You didn't care. No one did. No one knew what you felt..... except your best friend.
peacePeace, a flower, is graced by dew,Her gentle fragrance washes over you.Her vibrant colors catch your eye,But if plucked from the earth she will die.Her petals reach up toward the clear blue skyThe wind moves her lazily with a gentle sigh.Peace, a flower, is graced by dew,Her gentle fragrance washes over you.
OC bioAccessing......File located. Class A clearance required.Password accepted.Name: Vyra BelocciAge: 21Country: USACOB: Crawford, LouisianaBlood Type: ABHeight: 5'11Weight: 152 lbs.Body Type: AthleticThreat level: HighMedical knowledge: extensiveCombat expertise: proficientIQ: 101Affiliation: roguePrimary weapon of choice: Hand forged 28" CrowbarSecondary: Taurus JudgeHeavy Artillery: RPGVehicle: H2 Hummer Modified 7 inch liftPlease note: the following Persona is known to easily access umbrella Data-bases using her own system virus. Any breach under the name file.zip.884576.out must be tracked and terminated immediately.
A Fragile DreamThat light I see within my palmsGlows brighter every day,It's tender warmth grows very strong,With every step I take.But stumble not, my conscience warns,For in my hands doth quiver,A fragile dream so light and soft,That if I drop, will shatter.Its little gleam has in it's heart,A tiny spark of joy,That will escape and run away,If my hands crush and destroy.I fear the day I injure it,That precious little light,That tries so hard to stay afloatAnd holds on with all it's might.And every day I keep in sightThe goals I have in mind,I hope that dream I hold so close,will finally be mine.
Write the revolution Rebel. The word is always in my thoughts as I trudge wearily fromimagination to imagination. The mind is a funny thing, So vast andincredible, yet few have even begun to tap it's potential. It is tiringwatching everyone else repeat the same routine. I glance at the pen in my hand. It always gives off a warm feeling....not unlike the warmth of flame upon cold fingertips. I smile sadly. The inkmust be dry from lack of use. I sigh and give it a squeeze. A little burst of heatreassures me. Maybe someday soon I will inscribe my own right of passage to freedom.
Beauty Crowds me-promptBeauty crowds me 'til I die,The mirror whispers petty lies,hate the face, ignore the stare,Devoutly wish I wasn't there.Dare I look or dare I see,The pride that looms inside of me,Because I know well above all,Pride comes before a fall.And fall I might into the lie,That comes so willing with the pride,And the reflection that I see,May be uglier than it seems.Beauty crowds me 'til I die,The mirror whispers petty liesHate the face, ignore the stare,Devoutly wish I wasn't there.
PhonophobiaShattered, Scattered, thoughts askew,Keep the sounds away from you.Banging, crashing, like your heartFeel the fear sting like a dart.Escape! escape! your mind repeats,To the beat of pounding feet.Silence, quiet is all you crave"Make the noise just go away!"Amidst the sounds the monsters hide,Waiting, stalking your very lifeBut they can't catch you, you won't stop,Running from your fearful thoughts.Along the street you sprint away,Just to keep the noise at bayCower in a corner black,To the world you turn your back.Calm the fear you felt outside,Silence brings a empty sighNow at last you have your peace,The sound you fear has finally ceased.