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Lying lifeless, on the ground by myself. No one's here now, they've let me go. I've slipped away from the world and no one can save me. The world I live in now is empty, I live in eternal darkness.
A wisp of life, But not quite dead, No giggles of joy, No tears to be shed. A silent girl, Reserved and shy, She's had her chance, She doesn't want to die.
I whisper. But you can hear me if you choose. I lift the broken leaves. That steal beneath your shoes. 'It's just the wind,' you think. But you couldn't be more wrong. If you listen closely,.
His eyes are lit up like flames. His glare burns my eyes, he laughs at my suffering. He is pleasured by the pain I'm in. He watches me scream and sob as he takes me away. Torturing me for my mistakes.
"A soul for a soul, If you want to save him You must sell me your soul And be my servant," Death speaks to me.
Hello, welcome. Please come and join us, Join us lost souls, let's all live as one. We'll live in the land of the dead. Together we'll be united. Take your own path, are you good or are you bad.
Prologue "My heart is the key" He whispered as he looked up at the sky. He knew that somehow he would have to give up his heart to save the world.
Hey guys, I hope you like this. It's chapter 20. There is going to be about 5 more chapters after this and then the dreaming angels stories have finished.
So there you have it, the story of how I died. I bet it was kind of easier to tell once I introduced Calvin that he would be the one to kill me.
(I see alot of poems out there written from the perspective of a mourning somebody who's lost a close person. Well, how do you think the Dead person feels...?) To breathe again, What would I give.
I imagine you happy. I imagine you here. But sometimes imagination just isn't enough. You should be outside enjoying the sun. You should be laughing with all the joys.
Down among the dead. A place I sometimes go. Even though I'm only visiting. And there's no-one here I know. I come here for the solitude. And peace I gain herein. To listen to the voices.
Howling winds and pouring rain. Accompanying lightening and thunder: BANG. I've lost my keys somewhere, who knows. I'm soaked through and through all the way to my toes.
JO Sephy's gone. It's just me and Tom. There are other people here, I can hear them. They're dead too. I'm dead. I think of my mother, my poor mother, and try and block out the screams of the others.
Floating in between the worlds,. Life has left me stranded here,. Grounded, haunting, ever more,. Please, show mercy, lend an ear,. Listen, if just for a minute,. To my story, truth be told,.
So tell me, did it hurt that much. Was it like being born, only backwards. What was it like to feel your own heart stopping in your chest. Did everything go dark before it all went light.
I stare into the nothingness. I've lost track of time... That's easy when you're dead. I look at Tom and Sephy in turn.
"You're here." "I'm here." "Okay... That's weird. You're here. Why were you not here... Then here?" I hug Sephy quickly and step backwards.
Incision?. There must be some mistake. "Sephy, I think I'm dead." "Dead. DEAD?. You can't be dead. That means I'm dead. We're not dead.
Am I dead. I laugh at myself, as that is the first thing that I think. Typical me. I sit up, and look down at myself. I frown. Why am I wearing a paper thin hospital gown. Was I in an accident.
#100days I was just making a quick stop at the shop to pay for the petrol I had pumped into my beat down work van.
The darkness filling the air. Water pouring from the sky. Standing in the rain. Drowning out the pain. On my knees at your grave.
Smile cause I said so, Be happy cuz you can, Come with me my darling love, And take my loving hand.
I was shocked, confused, bewildered as I entered heavens door. Not by the beauty of it all, Nor the lights or it's decor. But it was the folks in heaven who made me splurged and gasp....