The Day My Life Gained MeaningI locked you in my heartThe Day My Life Gained Meaning by AmphetamineDreams
and threw away the key
but you picked that damned
and broke free.
My screams of protest
fell upon deaf ears.
You stole my heart
right from my chest
and seconds before I died,
you placed your heart
in my empty chest
(Though it might as well have been a scream)
"I love you."
Can I Get a Receipt?I gave the worldCan I Get a Receipt? by AmphetamineDreams
and all I got
is bloodied, mutilated wrists
and a death wish.
JacketI curl up in the jacket you let me borrow.Jacket by itotallycantdraw-woo
It's a little too big and it smells like you.
The cold outside nips at the tips of my fingers
And sends shivers through my feet,
But my mind is warm,
Since the jacket is knitted with your embrace.
The aroma surrounds me.
Eventually I stop noticing
Because the scent blends with mine.
I can feel the cloth that has touched your skin
Connect to mine,
Sending warm flames throughout me.
This jacket holds the love you whisper in my ears.
It keeps a piece of you near me when the wind blows too cold,
And all I can do is shake without it.
This is the piece you gave of you.
The piece encompassing my soul,
I will send to you.
ReflectionI want to sprinkle a piece of meReflection by xxdraxx
Into bit-code hoping it sticks.
But no one cares about the truth
Unless it's funny.
And I've lost sight
Of what that is;
I've been taught that it's all relative.
We're all irrelevant in the end
And so, the fire that use to burn in my heart
Is all Charcoal. And I've been trying
To see with no eyes; to drive with
But now I know I want to melt
Together people's 90 degree angles,
Until the world knows everyone's rights.
I want to melt together the distance
That separates prose and poetry;
Fact and Fiction; light and darkness.
I fear UkrainianConflict will result in global warI am more afraid of the Ukrainian Conflict and Russia than ever!!!I fear UkrainianConflict will result in global war by SilverMilesCEO
Things are getting worse
The situation in Ukraine is getting worse every day now. The Pro-Russian unrest is less important for most European countries, because the Russian forces and actions in eastern Ukraine are more dangerous than ever. Conflicts between Ukrainian nationalists and defenders of Ukrainian independence, and Russia have become daily affairs. It can't go on for much longer and everyone knows that! The crisis is nearing its darkest hour for both Ukraine as well as Europe and possibly the world!
How it has affected my life
I live south-western Poland and have some Ukrainian friends. In university we often discuss the crisis, its causes, predicted outcomes, and more. Many people I know have actively taken part in the Ukrainian Crisis and subsequent conflict with Russia.
My professors' colleagues travelled to Ukraine to support the p
My Theory On: THE SONIC GENERATIONS TIME PARADOXThe Time Paradox within Sonic GenerationsMy Theory On: THE SONIC GENERATIONS TIME PARADOX by SilverMilesCEO
Since my first theory was approved by many readers, I have decided to make another one (now with humor).
Notes: I have only played the Wii version of Sonic Generations, the remaining versions I have only watched others play!
This analysis mainly deals with the console version of Sonic Generations!
All the images and information come from sonic.wikia.com and my own experience!
This theory is about Sonic Generations and its connection to and impact on the Sonic franchise due to time travels.
My Theory On: EGGMAN NEGA'S BACKSTORYThe backstory of Doctor Eggman NegaMy Theory On: EGGMAN NEGA'S BACKSTORY by SilverMilesCEO
Welcome dear readers, SilverMilesCEO here with a theory I would like to share with you!
Note: All the images and information below come from sonic.wikia.com and their respective games except the 'bridges'!
This theory is about SEGA's Eggman Nega and his disputed, uncertain backstory, which varies depending on certain Sonic game series.
Eggman Nega as he appears in the Rush series (left) and the Rivals series (right).
Eggman Nega was first introduced in Sonic Rush as an alternate counterpart of Eggman and Blaze the Cat's arch-enemy from Blaze's dimension, but this has been revealed to be FALSE: At Sonic Boom 2012, Takashi Iizuka, current head of Sonic Team, stated that Eggman Nega is from the same future as Silver the Hedgehog. He's a descendant of Dr. Eggman and Silver's a
To you with glass shard heart and paper skin You will climb and mount his lips and taste every syllable of his words just to find a space where you could fit in; you will press your fingers onto symphonies of black and white cacophonous outrage just because your mind is a cosmic explosion and a catastrophic cyclop. You're a shipwreck that crushes yourself into graveyards and you cry yourself into a smudged mascara and glassy eyed mess just to hope for one day you'll justify your existence without hurting yourself anymore. And when your tornado eyes come gushing down in watershed tears at every nightfall, you will climb behind brick walls and tear stained diaries and cry and blame the world and demand an ocean of apologies.To you with glass shard heart and paper skin by Milk-and-Pie
Even so, the world will only give you silence. I'm sorry the war had not ended for you. I'm sorry you had to cry in asphalt dust and gun fire smoke. I'm sorry you're suffocated in liquor fumes because n
Labyrinthine Vol.1 Ch.9Labyrinthine Vol. 1Labyrinthine Vol.1 Ch.9 by darkone4587
Ch. 9: The Tower Trails pt.4
Inside the tower Pax rushes along looking at the walls looking at the oddly colored stones leading him towards the stares.
"Okay then, I should be on the tenth floor meaning that there should be two more left."
Pax makes it to the stares and rushes up them finding a single large white circular room with a stairway on the opposite end of the room with Kadin, Naoki, and Vil standing around waiting on him alongside other injured trainees.
"So you all made it here?"
"Of course, with Naoki's repellant spell it was a lot easier." Vil says happily. "And now we've got only one floor to go."
Zodiac Wars Vol.1 Ch.10Zodiac Wars Vol. 1Zodiac Wars Vol.1 Ch.10 by darkone4587
Ch. 10: Gabriela pt.2
Years ago afterschool Gabriela stands around outside of the classroom waiting for the teacher to finish with the transfer student.
"Okay Gabriela we can start your tutoring." The teacher says walking to Gabriela. "Now Ann being new will join us until she catches up with the others."
"I'm sorry for being a nuisance." Ann says bowing to Gabriela.
"Now don't feel bad, Gabriela has some family issues as well and misses a lot of class so your both in the same boat."
"Should you be telling her that?"
"Well I'm trying to make you both feel
Asexual Love “Hey, how was work?” Kyle called from the kitchen, the microwave whirring away faintly.Asexual Love by Kinthinia
“You know, the usual,” he replied with a warm laugh, comfortably pulling on his wool sweater. His jeans were next. It felt good to have clothes on after an entire night spent seducing humans. Talk about a work out.
He laughed, the familiar sound carrying through their small apartment. He was the exception of course. Not quite human, not quite something else. Kind of the best of everything. The incubus walked over to the kitchen doorway, leaning against the wall as he watched his partner pull out a mug of steaming hot chocolate.
Kyle flashed a warm grin, sprinkling a generous amount of cinnamon onto the whipped cream topping. “You still a little hungry or did you have enough today?”
The incubus smirked. “I’m always a littl
Right Here I’ve always been right here beside you. No matter how many years passed, how tough things got between us, or how much we’ve both changed; it’s always been me. I’ve followed a step behind you all this way….yet why won’t you look at me?Right Here by Ghost-Writer996
Ever since elementary school, we were inseparable. We used to do everything together. We still do. Do you remember the countless adventures we used to plan that we would go on together when we got older? Do you remember all the stupid things we used to do? I can still remember the pillow forts we used to make so we could stay up late without our parents finding out, how you would come visit me when I was sick and try to take care of me…..how we always had each other’s backs no matter what life tried to throw at us.
But I guess things were easier when we were eight
I Have Always Loved I have always loved her, even if I didn’t know it yet.I Have Always Loved by Ghost-Writer996
I had just moved to a new High School when I met her. I was lucky enough to have met one of her friends who immediately introduced us. She was cute in a dorky way, with wild red, shoulder-length hair that flew in every direction, big blue eyes with long, mascara covered lashes behind a pair of old black glasses, pale pink lips, and a bit of acne and freckles sprinkled about her face like dust. She was talking to a gothic girl sitting on the wall, showing her something from a book, but the moment her friend tapped her on the shoulder, she turned to face us, her blue orbs glittering with innocence and excitement.
“Who’s this, Cynthia?” She asks, looking me up and down. The girl’s friend, Cynthia, gave me a smile and pushed me closer to the girl.
To My Love To my love,To My Love by Ghost-Writer996
This letter is to the one who was either foolish or brave enough to want to be my partner. Maybe it was both that brought you to me. Whatever the reason, I welcome you to my side. I’ve recently been thinking about how I was lucky enough to be chosen out of millions upon millions of other people in the world that are far better than I in every way. But instead, you chose me. You chose me knowing that I was inexperienced in this thing people call love, that I was jaded by rejection when I wanted to try it out for myself. Who else in the sea of faceless people in the world would do something like that for me?
I would like to apologize in advanced for anything you might find….undesirable, about me in the future. I’m sorry if I start to scream at the tv when I play my games and I’m not doing so well, I
Dear NicholasDear Nicholas,Dear Nicholas by MidnightDaybreak
This will be the last letter I ever write to you. Things just aren’t the way they were back then. I fear that we’ve grown apart… I know we’ve grown apart. I know this because there’s someone else I’ve grown close to. I’ve grown closer to him than you and I ever were. I guess I broke my promise to come back. I do feel remorseful for breaking that promise to you, but I really had no choice. I couldn’t face coming all the way back just to say good-bye. Please believe me when I say I had no intention of this happening. I had thought maybe some time away from one another would be helpful but… Please do understand Nicholas that I do love you. And, even though its not the same way you love me, it’s because of my love for you that I couldn’t come back; that I can’t be with you. Please do try and be happy with the rest of your life. You’ll find someone out there for you
A Serpent's Love PoemYour blonde hair, your pale skin,A Serpent's Love Poem by LordSpottedshadow
Your sparkling, clear blue eyes.
All these features, they make my mouth water,
This innocence may lead to your demise.
I want to wrap my body around you,
Trapping you in my warm embrace,
To feel you struggle, wiggle, and writhe,
Is a bliss, knowing there's no escape.
My pointed fangs, they drip with venom,
I know today will be the day,
Don't bother running, there's no way out.
I am the predator, and you are my prey.
Your tender skin looks so delicious,
Your slender body looks so sweet,
My voracious hunger is at its peak,
My lovely meal, I'm ready to eat.
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 3The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 3 by Ooakfeather
It takes me a while to realize where I am standing. Center stage at the Reaping. All I can remember is a daze of that morning, getting ready for the Reaping, and leaving the house early with my mother. My father hadn't even bothered to show up, off to work without a single care just like the other passing years. Not that my mother coming helps, she gives me no words of comfort before she leaves me to go and watch what could be the death of her only son. And now here I stand, chosen from the few slips in that bowl, chosen by my fate. I don't even remember moving my feet to make it to the stage, my shock erased the memory, and all I saw was my whole body sliding into place in front of everyone. I stare into a blur that is the sky as our Escort speaks, or at least I think... The words are blocked by thoughts of why I'm even here, of my death that's to come. If anyone was to care if I just slipped out of this meaningless life.
I'm pried from my mind when our Esc
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 2The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 2 by Ooakfeather
I dare not turn back to see what happened; however I know it is Amyntor who is fine. I race into the house where everyone is waiting, Toma informed them all about what had happened. I don't even hesitate and hug my mom. "I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead." I say, then quickly change. "Amyntor- he's-"
My mom strokes my dirty hair and hushes me. "It's okay. Toma told us. He saw everything. Amyntor will be fine."
"I got him into some real trouble haven't I?" I look up at her.
"What can anyone do to him? He's a Peacekeeper." Even by those words, I don't find comfort. Because I know he isn't the top Peacekeeper, and most definitely not the top dog of all Panem. There are many with much more power above him. But I say nothing, and look to my dad, who has the same thoughts as me, but only nods his head.
My mom looks at me and tries to wipe some mud off of my cheeks. "Now... You're a mess!
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 1The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 2 Part 1 by Ooakfeather
Another beautiful morning I wake in the bed of my little brother and sisters, giving a wide stretch. It's just another day working at the farm, milking the cows, churning butter, feeding and wrestling the pigs- fighting the sick chickens to their sad little death for extra food... I must say, that's the only down side to my everyday life here in District 10. I get up, and kiss the foreheads of my eight year old brother, Toma, and my three sisters Lilic, Soari, and Yadelle. Lilic, the oldest out of the three of them stretches until I shush her back to sleep with no worries. She seems to be the most mature of the four, only being seven years of age, while Soari is four, and Yadelle three. However, that may be because she's excited for starting her work once she turns eight. Of course, all she'll be able to do is feed the hens while trying to snatch their eggs out from under them later in the morning like Toma.
I smile at them, all curled up, sleepi
The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 1 Part 2The 89th Hunger Games Chapter 1 Part 2 by Ooakfeather
The morning felt short, and worry was setting back in my mind. We made our beds back, and I got ready in my turquoise dress. Mother put up my hair in a ponytail, and set the bow perfectly. I am ready. The happiness from last night is gone, and I walk out of the house with my brothers and mother, hand in hand. We take the path to the town square, as well as the rest of our District, walking in rows as a family. Either teary eyed or shaking, trying to hold back the tears. Trying to think that their own family will stay whole another year.... But the hope is lost to us. Both of my brothers are shaking, and I can tell by the grim face on my mother, she isn't doing well either. I try to keep a firm hold on myself, making sure to try and stay calm and settled so not to worry them, but it's a very difficult task to accomplish.
When it's time for us to part ways, I give each of them a kiss on the cheek, and whisp
Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 2Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 2 by SilverMilesCEO
Chapter 2: Keep a Cool Head and a Warm Heart
"Uggh, *cough, cough* I'm never doing such a thing again. Brrr, this water is freezing cold, even though it's not frozen. Oh yeah, forgot it's January in Europe," I wearily reasoned. I'm floating in a lake near the Troodos Mountains, struggling to stay above the surface and get to the shore.
GUN is fortunately gone, thinking I have died in the explosion. However, I might die from hypothermia, unless I get out of the water soon! I spun my tails in order to swim faster - swimming has never been my hobby. The sun is by now high in the sky, suggesting it's barely afternoon. My body doesn't suffer any serious injuries from the crash, on the other hand, my head starting to fail me; I think I'm slightly disoriented, or is it just my imagination?
"Achoo! If the water doesn't take my life, my fever will. Come on, where's the shore?" I breathed intensely. Most
Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 1Emergence of Prowerland Ch. 1 by SilverMilesCEO
Chapter 1: Plan B
Somewhere in the Indian Ocean near Africa...
*Yawn* "I really should have planned my bedtime before everything else. I can hardly stay awake even with the loud engine and cold ocean air," I drowsily stated.
It was sunrise, the sunlight reflected in the beautiful, clear, tropical ocean water; what a beauty of nature the world outside Eggmanland is. I have only seen war maps of Cambodia, Malaysia, Thailand, and Vietnam. Seeing how gorgeous this non-polluted water is, I can't help myself, but speculate how life on land is. Alas, I'm an enemy of the world and must keep a low profile in the public; luckily not everyone knows my physical appearance, so this pilot uniform I made should deceive at least the general public!
*Sigh* "Where to begin though? What population of what nation? I'm in the middle of nowhere and know very little about Africa, which I'll fly across in a couple
Emergence of Prowerland PrologueSilverMilesCEO (the author): Hello dear readers! I have some important points to mention regarding this story:Emergence of Prowerland Prologue by SilverMilesCEO
1. This story takes place in an alternate universe in which Sonic was never born.
2. The role as the world's famous hero has been given to Knuckles and later also Shadow.
3. Locations from the Sonic universe are mixed with their real-life counterparts.
4. Some official characters are OOC (out of characters).
5. Human and Mobians live on Earth together side by side and have equal rights.
For safety's sake, this story is rated K+ for mild violence and political issues later on!
Prologue: Goodbye Childhood
"I hate them!" I muttered to myself. Why me? Because I'm alone and have been it for my entire life!
The Last Three Days of His WorldBing-bong.The Last Three Days of His World by MidnightDaybreak
The sound of the doorbell interrupted the two children from their play. Five-year-old Leonhart Caesar Viridiano and his four-year-old sister Lena both looked hopefully at the front door, wondering who had come to visit. Maybe the mailman was delivering a package. Maybe an older girl had come trying to sell cookies again. Maybe grandma and grandpa were coming over for a visit.
Whoever was on the other side of the door, the children were anxious to meet them. Leonhart considered getting up to answer it himself, but he knew better. Mommy and daddy had taught him that answering the door was something only older people could do, and that he should wait until he was bigger. Leonhart didn’t entirely agree with this. He knew well that opening the door without knowing who was on the other side could be dangerous. Leonhart knew a great many things, far many more than a boy his age should know.
The two children watch
MordecaiMr Kettering, a stout stubble faced man of thirty, stood hand poised ready to knock. Before him loomed an ominous ebony door, polished and illuminated by the striking glare of a nearby lamppost, it's gaseous flame flickered nonchalant. A confetti of snow had begun to collect over Mr Kettering's lacklustre brown jacket. He shuffled his thick soled boots. The cold was nipping his cheeks in a petty manner as is the wont of a premature snowstorm. Mr Kettering raised his knuckles again. Hesitant he rapped a couple of times. Silence. The wind around him howled. Behind him a merry threesome swayed to and fro up a long pavement. Listening to them as they cajoled. He assumed that they were on a return trip home or were just navigating towards their next drinking hole.Mordecai by NemoX7
After a time the ominous door creaked open. Mr Kettering stepped through. No one was there. No servant to greet him. No master of the house to inquire of his business. A simple straight forward hall. A cubby hole of a hall. Mr Ket
And with Strange Aeons even Death may Die!And with Strange Aeons even Death may Die!And with Strange Aeons even Death may Die! by ShackleSoul
Those two words, repeated over and over by the patient in his cell, confounded every one of the nurses and medical personnel who tried conversing with him. Were it not for the IV drip in his arm and the fact that he blacked out at random intervals and thus gained a modicum of sleep, he would surely be dead. Even now the strange man was running on borrowed time. He should have been healthy but his vital signs were being ravaged by some unknown malady.
No one knew his name, only that he had been dropped off by an unknown person or persons one blustery night at Blackmore Asylum in Providence, Rhode Island. But it would be an inaccuracy to think that this man was completely insane or gone. His eyes betrayed a sinister, hunted sort of intelligence, a sensation like he knew he was being stalked.
And then there was that logbook the man had held in his possession. The staff weren’t quite sure what to make of it
An Apple A Day (Warning: Death)A year ago the world was overpopulated.An Apple A Day (Warning: Death) by tophtheblindbandit
Places that had previously only contained a small amount of people at a time had become so full it was difficult to go a few feet without needing to push past someone.
If you lived in one of the more populated areas you may have needed to sleep standing up, surrounded by strangers as everyone you knew had been swept away in the crowd.
Places that had once been completely deserted had suddenly gained a population. People moving to burning hot deserts and icy cold Antarctica to escape the mob of people continuing to grow.
Then a month ago it stopped.
The population started slowly decreasing.
People started dropping dead in the street.
Everyone is dying and people are calling it a miracle.
Does no-one else notice the strangeness of this situation?
A helicopter appears in the sky, apples falling from it like hundreds of tiny bombs.
Each member of the crowd grabbing one fruit each. After a few weeks of the helicopters visits everyone quickly learned n
Sonic Christmas Boom (Contest Entry)Sonic Christmas Boom (Contest Entry) by SilverMilesCEO
It was winter, and snow finally began falling outside on the grass, beach, and all plants in the jungle on the main island. In the village, people were busy finishing their errands and shopping before the stores closed. Food, decorations, and most importantly Christmas gifts were sold faster than the snow was falling. Fortunately, Amy Rose had ordered hers weeks earlier and was about to pick them up before the day was over. Alongside Amy was her best friend, Sticks the Badger, who reluctantly followed behind through a large crowd on the market square. They had to hold hands in order not to get separated from each other. Christmas Eve was a very busy day even on this island. Their friends, Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower, and Knuckles the Echidna, were preparing their home for Christmas and tonight.
"Hurry up Sticks, the store is about to close and won’t open again before Christmas
Thoughts of a WitchI lie huddled in the corner of my dungeon cell. It is dark, it is cold; the air is moist and stinks. Pale light pours though a small barred window. I am alone. The straw on the floor stabs into my naked feet. The dirty sackcloth robe scratches at my bloody, abused and bruised skin. Everything hurts and throbs with numb pain. I know I will die soon.Thoughts of a Witch by witch1978
I have confessed under the torture. I knew that it would seal my fate, but I could not stand the pain any more. I shiver and tremble as the memories of the unspeakable things they had done to me come back: Their cold hands and fingers touching my body everywhere in search for the mark. As they did not find anything to prove my guilt, they had started to hurt me for a confession. They stab needles in my birthmarks, beat me with sticks and the whip. What followed was the torment on the rack, tearing and stretching my fragile body until I passed out from the pain. The chair with its sharp metal spikes, the screws that crushed my fingers and toe
Legacy Ch 17 [APH Mexico fic]Legacy Ch 17 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf
Argentina's room was markedly smaller than Mexico's, although it was in much better order, save a small bundle of blankets in the corner. Mexico walked into the room ahead of his host and sat on the end of a rather small bed. Argentina walked over to the pile of blankets in the corner, which Mexico noticed was making a strange noise. Argentina brushed back a blanket to reveal the small, brown spotted face of a calf.
Mexico watched this with restrained intrigue. He couldn't stop himself from asking dubiously "Juan, why do you have a cow in your room?" The tall boy swept the calf into his arms and then walked over to the middle on the room and sat down before answering "I found him the last time I went back down to my home, he was abandoned by his mother. I guess I just knew how he felt too much to leave him". Mexico felt suddenly uncomfortable sitting on the bed while Argentina was on the floor. He stood up and walked over to where Argentina was sitting and sat down next to him. Again,
Legacy Ch 15 [APH Mexico fic]Legacy Ch 15 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf
Alfred dismounted and looked around to see if anyone had noted his lateness, he noted no one. Maybe England wouldn't scold him if no one knew he was late. He walked into the house which was currently housing the English colonies from the Americas. It was only then that he noticed that someone had seen him, his younger brother. He called to him "Mathew, how long have you been waiting?" Canada answered "A couple hours. Where the Hell were you?"
America didn't particularly want to tell his brother about the chance encounter with Mexico. There was something about it that felt like it was secret and special, and that was exciting. So, he responded simply "I got lost". Canada was rather unconvinced "You got lost for several hours? You would have to have the directional sense of a teaspoon to do that". America still refused to tell his brother, it was too important for some reason. So he added in a voice that he knew would keep his brother from asking any more questions "I was really lost".
The Angel's GameThe Angel’s GameThe Angel's Game by ShackleSoul
It was in the last place I would have looked, that I found what I had been searching for. Well, I suppose that’s true by default, because when you find something you typically stop looking for it…but regardless. It was approximately 20 000 feet above sea level, penultimate to the tip of a nameless mountain of the Andes where I found her.
An Angel. Slumbering, modestly sleeping away the millennia.
Let me explain a modicum. During my ascent I had been forced into the cover of a network of caves naturally snaking from and through the side of the mountain, by a wind-storm possessed of the fury of the tempests found on the lower circles of Hell. I, the humble traveller, stayed in there for hours which felt like weeks until some nameless undertaking infatuated me. I then made the resolve to probe further into the caves.
Though my progress was gradual at first and I had to worm my way through many of the crevices and cracks, my battery-powered flood lamp pro
Everyone wants to be happyEveryone wants to be happy, right?Everyone wants to be happy by BloodyMess-VaoT
I mean that's what we all strife for in life, isn't it?
Do you also want to be happy? Well, Nick definitely did.
Let me tell you about him.
Nick was a quite handsome and intelligent man. The big house he lived in was surrounded by a beautiful and well trimmed garden. Nick often held parties for his many friends and acquaintances. The relationship with his wife was very healthy and he had made a fortune so big that he never had to work again.
Although Nick had everything you could wish for, one day, he came towards me with a troubled face.
I was still in the garden, the sun was about to set and I was planning to go home soon.
"Are you happy?" he asked.
"What's your problem?" I replied.
Nick sighed. "You know me. I reached almost every goal in life and tried out everything I can imagine, but still somehow I never felt truly happy."
"You didn't plant a tree yet," I grinned.
"Hey, I'm serious here! What ever I do, I think I could have done better! What ev
ParanoiaIf you would ask me what my worst fear is,Paranoia by Pyschotic-Act
then I would answer you with the word....,
I'm not fearless or anything but being afraid of nothing is a serious thing.
Scary entities that simply does not exist is what I fear most.Ironic actually,fearing what is not there.
But it is true,with all of us.
You may have not known it but you have it deep within your mind.
Afraid of beings or events that we have formulated inside our abstract minds.
We can never overcome this fear,
as long as our mind functions.Our brains,will continue to formulate things for as long as we live.We may be able to dismiss these petty little things,but they will and always will be within us.
We stop looking for the monsters under the bed,
once we realize they were within us....
From the Start.
HopelessI don't know what to do anymore...Hopeless by BloodyMess-VaoT
I told everyone how proud I am that my son is gay
But he committed suicide...
I found the perfect boyfriend for my daughter
But she ran away...
I always cooked the finest meals for my husband
But he left me...
I impressed my friends with every of my achievements
But they don't talk with me anymore...
I read the whole Bible and go to church every Sunday
But God never talked to me either...
I should have shown more support!
I should have taken a better pick!
I should have spent more time cooking!
I should have told them more!
I should have been more devoted!
I should have tried harder!
But I failed everyone...
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