bassiefan1610

My mind is blank. Filled with empty nothingness. Just blank. Blank blank blank. I'm drowning. But I don't care. Because drowning feels better than screaming into the void. My words kept falling on def ears so now there's no words left. I'm relying on a krutch. Or two or three. Consumed by lust, greed, and gluttony. Keeping the voices quiet so they can no longer scream. My nights are sleepless. I just stare at the wall. Embracing the silence. Lounder than the demons that haunt me. I'm plagued with problems. And yet I still smile like a good girl should. Because you can't be bothered with my drama. So I choke it back and keep it hid. I'm c

No time to sleep. No time to eat. Cut. Pin. Sew. Repeat. No time to sleep. No time to eat. Cut. Pin. Sew. Repeat. No time to sleep. No time to eat. Cut. Pin. Sew. Repeat. Blisters. Bleeding. Stabbing. Jabbing. Cut. Pin. Sew. Repeat. No time to stop. No time to think. Cut. Pin. Sew. Repeat.

I feel my heart breaking. The silence: suffocating. I’m drowning in tears. The emotion is killing me. And yet you don’t care. You used me. You don’t care about me. You care about her, The one who broke your heart, And left you without cause. Now here I am, Silently sobbing, My shoulders shaking from the weight of yet another broken heart. You call yourself a fool in love. It is I who am the fool. I trusted you with my every thought, My every feeling. You broke my trust. You left me alone.

I try to speak, But cannot find the words. When I do, I have to fight to be heard over you. You ask me a question, Then ignore me when I answer. I try to find my voice, But you keep me lost. You steal my map. You keep the treasure hid far away. To you, My opinions are meaningless. I try so hard to be what you want. But sometimes I lose myself,   And can only think to scream, The sound still unheard over your roars. I try to make myself heard.   I kick. I rebel. I scream out in pure agony, Pure despair, Pure primitive instinct to survive, To feel anything close to alive. Yet under you, I only end up silent.

 I couldn't help but stare. There was just something about this man that was so intriguing. I have no idea why but I just couldn't take my eyes off the tall, thin man. I tried to look away, but some mysterious force would make my eyes snap right back onto him. He must've noticed me staring because he started walking towards me. And yet I couldn't stop staring. "Can I help you?" He was standing right in front of me and I could see every feature clearly. His long black bangs and fair skin brought out his ice blue eyes which sparkled behind his glasses. The small silver stud in between his soft, plump lips and his strong chin glittered in the

I felt his icy cold fingers rubbing against my arm as I stared deep into his equaly icy blue eyes and whispered "I love you" without even thinking, the demon-like creature pulling me deeper and deeper under his spell. He pulls me into an icy, passionate kiss and I fall completely, his lover and his slave for all eternity, our souls bound by a sick, twisted fate, keeping us in this hellish waltz until the end of time.

Running. Trying to get away. Trying to ecape the darkness and find the light. Nothing but running. Constant running. Running from my fears. Running from my past. Running from my demons. Just running. Running away from the monster I've become. Running away from myself. The chase is never ending.

It all started with me and my parents going to visit my brother at college down south. We decided to make it into a little trip so we went to New Orleans for a few days. The first few days were normal save for the occasional ghost which was to be expected.  Then At around 4:30 am on one of the last nights in New Orleans I woke up for no reason laying on my back looking up which was weird because I usually sleep on my side curled up in a ball. As soon as I opened mu eyes I saw a bright red web and a very thin man clinging to it like a spider with red skin, claws, and yellow eyes, hissing like a snake. I was frozen as fear spread to

"Earlier in the summer I was at my family's beach house in Oxnard with my parents. Late one night I was thirsty so I got up to get some water in the kitchen at the end of the long hall upstairs. I got halfway down the hall when I saw a transparent white figure coming up the stairs. It had long black hair that looked as if it were blowing in the wind, fair skin, and wore a long, tattered white gauzy gown which also looked as if it were blowing in the wind. I noticed the figure was floating a few centimeters off the ground and didn't have any feet. After a few moments of me staring at it, the figure turned to look at me. I noticed it was in

Worse than a rollercoaster. Just a straight drop. The ground was solid, Then fell out from underneath. I can't stop it.  I can't fix it. Things are changing, Fatser than I can comprehend. Sometimes I feel like this is the end.