

InkSpine tingles and heart races. The dark is closing in, why now? why me? I remember lines that my mother told me. I am writing on these walls to hold them back there are No windows there are no doors and all I want is out. I dont know any way to keep the darkness back. Kelly told me I did. She said I could write. The more black marks on a paper, the more alive I am. The darkness cannot lock me in when I write.Ink
Sadness prevails over most of my life. When I am most sad, I write. It is not always good and its not always done But it is me. It is how I scream
Coffin out
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Quand on ne sait jamais, on ne compren jamais
You're it
*runs away*
Watch
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You must defeat your worst enemy: yourself
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Thankies Lai-Tut for the Mesherew Icon!!
Pagans make the best of friends, they worship the ground you walk upon.
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