Vendetta
01-31-2006, 11:51 AM
The thought of hey childhood,
is not all that goood,
The picture of a young child crying,
While her soul was slowly dying,
Hating every moment of what she called life,
She would run to the kitchen and grab a knife,
At a meer instance blood rushes from her chest,
Praying for herself to get to her final rest,
She Hears her name,
thinks she must be insane,
but, the echo grows louder,
as she grows weaker,
He walks into the room,
she falls to the floor with a loud "BOOM",
Blood covers the ground,
then there is no sound,
Nothing but the sound of her body shaking,
in the puddle of blood she definatley wasnt faking,
He drops to his knees holding her in his arm,
she seems to awaken as if he is protecting her from harm,
thoughts rushing through her head,
the next moment she's lying in bed,
looking around the room wondering if it was all a dream,
looks at her gown, no blood perfectly clean,
lifts her shirt staring at her chest,
a deep scar she wonders if this was all a test.
He walks into the room,
she feels it will be over soon,
she asks him about the wound,
no memory of this,
he gives her a kiss,
while all she can think is
" what the hell is this"?
:rolleyes:
any tips?
1-30-06
is not all that goood,
The picture of a young child crying,
While her soul was slowly dying,
Hating every moment of what she called life,
She would run to the kitchen and grab a knife,
At a meer instance blood rushes from her chest,
Praying for herself to get to her final rest,
She Hears her name,
thinks she must be insane,
but, the echo grows louder,
as she grows weaker,
He walks into the room,
she falls to the floor with a loud "BOOM",
Blood covers the ground,
then there is no sound,
Nothing but the sound of her body shaking,
in the puddle of blood she definatley wasnt faking,
He drops to his knees holding her in his arm,
she seems to awaken as if he is protecting her from harm,
thoughts rushing through her head,
the next moment she's lying in bed,
looking around the room wondering if it was all a dream,
looks at her gown, no blood perfectly clean,
lifts her shirt staring at her chest,
a deep scar she wonders if this was all a test.
He walks into the room,
she feels it will be over soon,
she asks him about the wound,
no memory of this,
he gives her a kiss,
while all she can think is
" what the hell is this"?
:rolleyes:
any tips?
1-30-06