Slowly I trudge through the pine forest. The scents swirl around me in perfect harmony. My boots step lightly on the needles and twing barely making a sound. Steadily I take my metal মাংসের ফালি and throw it into the air with all my strength. The eagle falls to the ground at my feet. for some reason the kill seems to take away a little bit of the pain, make it a little easier to breath, a little less painful to live. Keep going is what my head says but my হৃদয় barely keeps pace and I fear at any moment will just break down and crumble up to peices. Just stop. I can't give in. I can't. I think back to my mom, she needs me. Maybe the only reson i'm not dead. I tear out the মাংসের ফালি and throw the eagle over my shoulder and walk through the dark forest. A sound in my left ear, and i whirl around. Nothing. Strange I swear... another sound and i twist back to a bush. Green, I swear I saw a flash of blue and green. I rustle the bushes and nothing happens. Ryan, your going insane, its just your imagination, But I don't belive myself. Soon the dirt roads greet my my boots sloah through the mud. Our planet is basically a big hill, The richest of the rich live on the শীর্ষ of the পাহাড় where they say its high above the clouds and it never rains, and the lower down the পাহাড় আপনি go the less আপনি are. and at the bottom of the পাহাড় is the fence, where us penny pickers live in shack-like houses and the roads are nothing but mud and we never see the sun. As I walk silently along the road I'm carfull to make my mind go blank, if I don't I'll think about him, and I have to be strong. Suddenly somthing pumbles into my side, the eagle is snatched from my grasp and when i turn to face my attacker I feel myself grow red with embaressmant. sitting on my chest is little 8-year-old Micah and little Sonomi who pokes at the eagle with wide eyes. "Micah! Not cool!" Micah giggles and steps off and I stagger to my feet. Sonomi hands my the eagle and whispers "He's pretty!" I smile "Yeah, he's a beuty!" Then I pluck one of the brown and white feathers and place it in his hand. He stares at my wide eyed and then tugs on Micah as they wave goodbye and frolic off to the fence again. I can't bare to watch them go, Sonomi who's shorts are caked with mud and all his ribs stick out sickiningly and Micah, who's raggy jeans and old tee wrinkle with age and they stick there skinny arms through the chain linc hoping for a penny অথবা two. before I can think about it anymore a claw grasps my leg and I'm suddenly dragged down a dark hole. I struggle as the dirt slides away from me, a rock hits my head and everything goes black.
This is a song I made up!
~wHISPERS~
Until the End of time,
Until the end of me,
You'll be the death of me,
I dare আপনি to ক্রুশ the line,
Because something curl waits for thee.
~Singing~
Broken inside
Feeling alive
Forced to defy
Who casts me aside
I'm waiting to be
Broken inside
Losing my mind
Gasping for life
Crashing through times
That drive me to find
The darkness behind
Will never run dry
But all still stand
~Chorus~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare আপনি to ক্রুশ that line.
Because deep down I know
That I'm broken
I'm broken
~singing again~
The thinning line between
আপনি and my sanity
Is quickly fading
I'm slowly sinking
Into Insane world we called love.
Takes just a breeze to cause a storm
Takes just a breath to cause a scream
It takes me to cause a tragedy
And slowly fading away...
~Chorus canon~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare আপনি to ক্রুশ that line.
And deep down inside I'm fading because...
I'm Broken...
~wHISPERS~
Until the End of time,
Until the end of me,
You'll be the death of me,
I dare আপনি to ক্রুশ the line,
Because something curl waits for thee.
~Singing~
Broken inside
Feeling alive
Forced to defy
Who casts me aside
I'm waiting to be
Broken inside
Losing my mind
Gasping for life
Crashing through times
That drive me to find
The darkness behind
Will never run dry
But all still stand
~Chorus~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare আপনি to ক্রুশ that line.
Because deep down I know
That I'm broken
I'm broken
~singing again~
The thinning line between
আপনি and my sanity
Is quickly fading
I'm slowly sinking
Into Insane world we called love.
Takes just a breeze to cause a storm
Takes just a breath to cause a scream
It takes me to cause a tragedy
And slowly fading away...
~Chorus canon~
Deep down inside
I know that your the death of me,
And I dare আপনি to ক্রুশ that line.
And deep down inside I'm fading because...
I'm Broken...
Name: Izzy Rae Frostinialiga (Frost)
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank শীর্ষ প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the মেঘ in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so আপনি see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen বছর in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank শীর্ষ প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the মেঘ in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so আপনি see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen বছর in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my হৃদয় also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
দ্বারা my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my হৃদয় also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
দ্বারা my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it দ্বারা the hand
And it led me to hell
With বাদাম eyes
Such startled eyes
It ব্যক্ত it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It পোষ্ট হয়েছে me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it দ্বারা the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it দ্বারা the hand
And it led me to hell
With বাদাম eyes
Such startled eyes
It ব্যক্ত it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It পোষ্ট হয়েছে me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it দ্বারা the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er