From beyond the grave, haunted halls scream your name.

Being there just isnt enogh when he takes over and beats you, u just never want to leave that person untill one day you are dead

The scarce memories will haunt you...

SCARS ARE STORIES ...JUST WRITTEN ALL OVER YOUR BODY...

..DONT U THINK?

“The air you breathe as you wave goodbye, six feet under after you die.” -Silent Dementia

And i try not to whine
he smacks me across my face
he likes it when i cry
so instead i say "im fine" with a lie

check out "im fine"
a new poem of mine

Violence is what corrupts us.
Guns are what imprison us.
Death is what’s waiting for us.

"Harder Than Titanium, Softer Than Pure Gold, Quicker Than Silver. Red Hot or Cold as Steel. Love Metal." - Ville Valo - Lead Singer of H.I.M.

I wrote this at the last sentece of my essay on CSAP(Colorado Student Assitnment Progame)

my thoughts apaer ,but then disapaer again into this dark unives

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“Here is where we are today. There is where we will be.”

~I had no clue were to put this so I put it in this category~