reanali13

I wrote this peice not to long ago. It's about a girl who loves one person but soon the love shatters and she is thrown into darkness...soon a new person comes and mends her broken heart. And now she hopes she can stay with him... Thank you for taken the time to read this.

i was bored and i was thinking about ike and when me and my dad had a fight and he helped me through it...lol...love ya

She stares in the mirror with anger. A single crack shines in her eyes like the light of the mid day sun. The demon in side her rages and she throws forth her fist shattering the mirror to pieces. Blood rushes from her cuts. She trys to turn from the battle within the mirror but the demon charges out and a new war begins. Sword draw she cuts her way through the past trying to carve a future...nothing she is not strong enough. Her pride was shattered along with the mirror and she soul has been sucked dry of emotion from the demon within…She cries out and the demon takes over killing every soul and sucking it up along with her own...she is powe

Bottled up inside are the words I never said The feelings that I hide the lines you never read You can see it in my eyes read it on my face Trapped up inside are lies of the past I can't replace Memories that linger won't seem to go away Why can't I be happier today's a brand new day? Yesterdays are over even though the hurting is not Nothing last forever I must cherish what I've got Don't take my friendship for granted for soon it will be gone All you ever wanted of the friendship you thought you won The hurt I'm feeling now won't disappear over night But someway somehow everything will turn out alright No more wishing for the pa

She looks into the horizon but sees nothing. The memories that linger in her head...she is dead. She watches over her friends and trys to lead her family but she is simply too weak. With a dry pale face she looks upon the world. Wishing that one day she may return. She is neither an angel nor a demon devil. She is a no one. Her face is as white as the moon. Her lips as black as night. Her hair, the color of raven wings. Her eyes, like a black star shining in the distance. And yet still she is so happy and peaceful…But to her she is nothing more than a faded memory.

In the extent we live we lose things little by little. Seeking the light that we believe in. Now I will begin my walk with you. Hidden into the deep deep forest. Now is my heart that I left behind. If I know the rythem of time I will fly once again. We wonder and live to the utmost seeking the light that we believe in. Now I will begin my walk with you...