Chapter 1 - Think you know me
Submitted May 4, 2005 Updated May 4, 2005 Status Incomplete | This is a piece I wrote in the 8th grade. I've modified it grammatically so it makes more sense... sort of. This relates to my terribly family life. & in case you're wondering, my "encouragement" is of course, my parents. COMMENT PLEASE! Your fee
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Chapter 1 - Think you know me
Chapter 1 - Think you know me
Think you know me
Depressed, suppressed, stressed and all alone, the
voices in my head scream in monotone. Forced to
run away from the ones I love, flying away, oh so
quickly, like a frightened dove. The sour taste of
hatred on my tongue...
It's been there since I was so very young. Dreams of
possesion bring constant tension. Being treated and
beaten like a bitter slave encourages me, once more,
to dig my own grave...
Lying dazed in my personalized coffin, my stone
heart begins to soften. Thining of my past, present, and
and hopeless future; I'm clawed, stabbed, and tugged at
all in torture...
The though of myself with my choosen mate, brings
me back to a familiar state. So, I close my eyes tight
and leap out of my grave, only to see
my encouragement wave...
(©Erika L. Wiand 2005)
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Inu-twin_Serenity on May 4, 2005, 8:02:06 AM
OMG!! I'm...I'm speachless!! This is so freaking awsome!! Kind of depressing but totally awsome!!