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Shadow Of SorrowHave you ever heard of the shadow of sorrow?
Of course not it's only a shadow
A shadow of sorrow that it borrows
Hidden in plain sight
Hidden because a smile outshines the dark
Laughter that's louder than sorrow's silence
Eyes that light up for a show of lies
You would never know because it's timeless
No one pays attention to a shadow
Sad isn't it?
Too bad people are too shallow
It would make life so much easier
Isn't it all grand?
Being able to hide all of that sorrow in a shadow
You'll look like you have an empty hand
It's so easy to be able to hide
Do you want it to hide?
Of course you do, don't let them know
You can't let them know or you might die
Don't want to be a burden like that shadow
Dance In The Dark: Chapter SixTrekking through the lands isn't as easy as you'd expect. After awhile your legs get sore, your feet begin to feel like they have their own heart and pound with pain with every step. But eventually the dull, pounding pain begins to become unnoticeable and that's what is happening to me. The pain just becomes a mere thought in the back of your mind once you get used to it and ignore it. But ti's still there, just like the depression and anger that lurked in my mind. Being alone and feeling abounded creates large amounts of hate and regret in your heart and mind. It's a toxin that needs to be plunged out of mind, but it's not easy. Maybe it will always stay in my mind, I don't know. It was always there after my other best friend left me for others. That's when all of the anger, depression, regret and hate begin to brew in my mind and heart. People say emotions effect the heart and just the heart when really it effects your mind too. Tarin stops in his tracks and looks around. We were on
AloneAlone, it has different meanings
Some say it's a bliss
Others say it's a curse
Or maybe there's someone you miss
Sometimes people need it
While others dread being alone
Memories resurface bit by bit
Cause being alone creates silence
Maybe you grew up being alone
Hiding behind an everyday mask they wear
You'll heart will become hard as stone
Never to break, never to be pulled
Being alone has it's perks
You can actually think for once
Daydream a storm and get to work
You can catch the hidden details
It's a blessing and a terrible curse to bare
To some it's all they have
You also don't have to care
It saves you heartbreaks from the loss of others
How can you get heartbroken
When no one is there to break you and make you fall
Alone is a blessing and a curse
What You Don't Know: Chapter OneIt was almost night time in this ruthless place. I've been trapped here for almost a year and I already feel like a wild animal. I never did anything wrong, I was picked at random. Once you're picked you can't walk away. You're trapped until you become useless. That won't happen to me for a long time anyway. I can still walk and talk, but I won't corporate. I am one of those people that they have so much interest in that escape is inevitable. Maybe if I worked with them I could be free. But I could never work for them, they're sadist monsters. They're slowly killing us, what's worst no one knows about this place. I'm trapped in a science experiment. Experiment 127 of the Animal Trials. The Animal Trials is a terrible experiment. I sat in my cold cage, waiting for my captors to arrive to inflict more pain into my being.
"Violet, do you have food?" Asked Bridget. She's diagonal to me.
"No, do I look like I have food?" I snapped. We're all starving. They believe it's essential to fe
Dance In The Dark: Chapter FiveWe walked together tracking where we believed Shredder went. Tarin is an excellent tracker and he was really getting alone well with Ice. He made her laugh more than I ever did. He walked with his horse right by his side. I took up the rear, Ice walked next to him. Finally after a long trek through the grasslands we found him. He was standing in the center of the plains, looking up to the sky, he was alone. Oddly enough I am not surprised to find him alone. Now we can find the truth. I glanced at both Tarin and Ice. They looked back at me then at each other.
"Fine. I'll talk to him." I said. I started walking over to Shredder. I stopped a few feet away from him, enough distance to be able to run without being caught. I am fast runner. Ice and Tarin stood a few feet away, out of earshot.
"Hi Shredder." I called out to him. He turned around and looked at me with a calm expression.
"Hello." He said. "Are you here to ask if I am the murderer?"
"You're smarter than you look." I said. "I'm g
Dance In The Dark: Chapter FourA few days passed, Ice and I have gotten really close and we hanged out most of the time. I've seen Shredder ever now and then. We became pretty good friends and I could compare so much with him, more than Ice. He still prefers to be alone. It was weird feeling, realizing how you actually felt because you experienced something the exact opposite. I curled up underneath a tree and Ice was curled up near me. It was early in the morning and I had woken up.
"AHH!" I heard someone scream. I jumped up and stood in a fighting stance. Ice jumps up next to me.
"What was that?" She asks rubbing her eyes.
"I'm about to find out." I said. We both ran at the source and found a huge circle of dewsquillis. They were murmuring and some were crying. Ice gasped and pushed through the crowd and knelt by the dewsquilli. I recognized this was one of the dewsquillis she used to hang out with before she started hanging out with me. She was dead. Ice buried her face in her hands. I knelt by her and placed a c
Dance In The Dark: Chapter ThreeIce and Sail were really good friends from what I can tell. They both laughed at their inside jokes and I stood their awkwardly. But we all had a fair share of laughs. Sail seemed like the girly type and very peppy. Ice seemed to be at perfect ease around her, unlike me who felt a bit edgy.
"Well it was nice meeting you, Star." Sail said smiling.
"You too!" I said returning her smile.
"Bye guys." She said.
"Bye." Ice said.
"Bye." She left and we both turned to face each other.
"She seems nice." I said smiling.
"She's nice and funny." Ice said.
"Yeah." I said and we both walked in silence. We stopped at a tree and sat down at it's trunk. I sat down under neath the tree in the shade. Ice looked up and frowned at the tree. She took a few steps back and ran towards the tree, she then jumps and kicks off the tree and tries reaching for something. But she doesn't reach it and falls back on the grass.
"Darn." She mutters. "I'm too short."
"Too short for what?" I asked.
"To reach those f
Dance In The Dark: Chapter TwoI've had friends in the past before. Really good friends that left me to be friends with someone else. I always blamed them earlier, than I started blaming myself somewhat. I thought I'll never see Ice again, but nope she always seemed to pop up when I least expect it. Once I was eating a fruit and sitting underneath a tree. I was completely alone until a group of dewsquillis came by. I didn't think much of it until I saw her. She wasn't in the center she was taking up the behind of the group at they walked on by laughing. She looked at me and I quickly looked down. I didn't really want company. I thought she would overlook me or something. No she left the group with a quick goodbye and joined me. One had looked at me with interest, the one with the odd top hat. She turned and walked away with the group. Ice greeted me and started talking about little things. I was peeved at first. I didn't like change. I liked being alone. This wasn't the only time she came to talk to me. Numer
No Where Left To Run: Chapter TwelveI stayed in bed all day. I'm sure I wasn't the only one whose locked in their bedroom. Normally I would hear Rosie or Ryan moving around in the house, but it was silent. We hard wood flooring and it creaked whenever weight was placed on it at certain times. The next day I went back to school but I wasn't greeted with any warm welcomes. Jasmine stopped talking to me. She ignored me entirely. But Sarah has been making my life a living H*ll. She pushed me into the walls, she made me drop my books. I would do the same to her but then everyone made it seem like I was the bully. Ben and I are really good friends now, That might've had something to do with Sarah being a complete a*shole. But to heck with it, I'm not going to stop hangin out with Ben any time soon.
"Are you alright?" Ben asked,
"Yeah." I said.
"You seem depressed." He said.
"Well, my mom is in the hospital." I said shrugging.
"I didn't mean it like that." He said. We were sitting in the courtyard on the ground. We are bo
You Told Me That You Loved MeYou told me that you loved me
And breathed life in to my world
You told me that you loved me
And you’ll always be my girl
You told me that you loved me
That I’m such a special man
You told me that you loved me
And we were part of His plan
Now you tell me you don’t love me
But you still let me believe
You tell me you don’t love me
And you never let me grieve
You tell me you don’t love me
That we can only be friends
Then you tell me you still love me
But never speak to me again
My SkinMy skin my skin
Why does it begin with my skin
Is this world so worldly
Is everyone's pride so lordly
Why is my skin unworthy
Unworthy of your touch
What does my skin have to be
Does it have to be half of me
Why do you have to laugh at me
Laugh at me so much
My skin is only part of me
But it’s the only part you see
I wish someone would set me free
Free from your words clutch
What would happen if my skin was gone
Then would I be a beautiful swan
Would I be a delicate fawn
Why is my skin a crutch
Beneath my skin there is more to see
Beneath my skin there is more of me
Beneath my skin i am free
Free to be me and such
My skin my skin
Why does it begin with my skin
and not with me
in the big blue.
So alive in the surf,
so afraid to break the surface
Staring up through the dappled sun,
tail swishing in wonder.
How i wish for
the Celtic Sea
is my big blue playground.
My bravado grows in the night.
are just bright enough to guide me.
The moon controls the tide,
the dawn sends me
Did You Love MeDid you love me then?
Do you love me now?
If you ever did
Can you tell me how?
How you could leave me
And love someone new
Was it really that easy
To leave me and you
You live in our house
And sleep in our room
While I share with a mouse
In a depressing gloom
I still have your picture
The one where you laugh
When you loved me for sure
And we didn’t have a past
I still catch a whiff
Of your love and perfume
But if I step off this cliff
I will be with you soon
So meet me at the end
And we’ll ride off together
And our souls will mend
Widows FearsIn a graveyard a widow stands
Remembering her lover who lays below
Under the stars
Weeping like a willow
The sky starts crying
In sync with her tears
This is why she had quit trying
Why she’d fallen into her fears
I'm fine, I'm fineAnger bubbles up to the surface
Barely contained by a smile
One wrong word and I might snap
Tread lightly around the fire
I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
I’ve contained it all this long
To tell anyone would be weakness
And I need to stay strong
I bottle it up, and restrain myself
Never let my cover be blown
I don’t want to hurt anyone
Which means my anger can never show
I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine
I just need to hold on
I’ve tried to hold back the flame
But my strength is almost gone
The rage beats at my resolve
Tears it down with no mercy
I stare at the mirror
My hatred glares back at me
I’m not fine, not fine
I now stand here, broken
I thought I could stand against it
But the anger has left me, beaten
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust…And I walked towards you
Though you were a different man
You were cold and stiff
Because you were just a man
In a dimly lit room echoing of dead silence and soft sobs
I held your hollow body in my arms
I cried selfish tears to myself and for myself
While I bargained with God
It Hurt My Heart.You were here....
Now... You're gone....
I don't understand what's going on...
The tears are there...
The shakiness too...
I'm screaming inside. "It's not True"
I can't think Straight...
My mind is a mess...
Why do I feel like it's a stressful test...
I swear my heart just turned cold...
One made of rock and stone....
But not even I would have known...
Who thought this could happen...
A life taken away like that...
It feels like someone just beat me with a bat...
All your friends care right now.
And yeah we're all crying...
And now, its like the stars brightness is dying...
It was so fast...
Who could have thought...
Or is this just a sick joke we all bought...
I still don't believe it..
And I refuse too...
My soul's crying. "This isn't true!"
I don't know where to start...
Or where to even end....
But you were a good friend.
And if the story is true...
Then I wish you well,
As I hide in this cell,
Carry on, you were strong!
And I'll remember you like you aren't gone.
The Real MonsterThe real monster is not who you think
They hide in plain sight
They'll cut your inside link
They can steal your light
Don't be confused with an animal
For they are more kind then this monster
Some go as low as being a cannibal
Most of them lost their honor
They kill the murderer as punishment
Take away our nourishment
They expect us to make a deal
Force ideas in our heads
Make us believe in an invisible force
Create fear and cut our thread
Our thread of security of course
Brain washed us into believing we deserve this
Scars, emotional stress and fear of being shunned
Our peace will become a miss
Don't be so stunned
Whose is this monster you may wonder
You know them as well as yourself
They have really went under
Humans are the monster, ourselves
The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)“Dean…? Dean?”
The name felt like lead on Sam’s tongue, so thick and heavy that he wasn’t sure if the syllable had actually made it past his lips.
The only reason he was aware of something cutting into his neck was the trail of red that was marking a small pathway against the stark fabric of his shirt. The dark suit and tie that usually accompanied the white-collared look were missing, but he couldn’t remember why.
His brother’s name seemed to drop soundlessly into the dark space before him. Everything felt heavy. Dull. Maybe he was dreaming.
But dreams shouldn’t smell of dust and abandonment. They shouldn’t be framed by cobwebs and wallpaper so aged that their floral design has faded into funeral bouquets. They shouldn’t have flickering candlelight and robed figures looking down on you.
No, dreams shouldn’t be like that.
But Winchesters don’t have dreams. They have nightmares. Sam smile
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