Monday, February 27, 2006
the terror starts now.. -a snap of fingers.
i hear the bang of the gate against concrete.
the sound of metal slipping into the cold exterior of the lock,
the signiture voice that fills up the house,
along with my heart,
with dread.
just bloody leave me bloody alone.
no please. just do it.
don't bloody talk to me.
don't ask me to do anything.
digusting bastard.
a smell that is scarce to others but all so familiar to my nose since young, fills up the house.
alchohol.
the very smell of it wants to make me retch.
horrible music fills me ears which i have no power to turn off.
nothing out of place. nothing to be be put out of place in my part.
at times, things found themselves very far from where they started.
when drinks were a little overtopped.
blood is scarce but it has dripped.
and it stains my memory.
its times like this i hate being alone.
times like this i used to have to run.
to my room.
there was a time my door was being hit by a hammer as me and my mother lay on my bed inside.
evidence was there the next morning.
the marks never left.
its now buried under white polyester which yellows over time with nasty finger prints of left over meals. smudged by those who dont have any idea what has ever happened here.
i pass by one of the worse and dirtiest secret.
or rather, the room that holds it.
the filth. im disgusted.
OH MANN SO COOL RIGHT? someone SUPER FAMOUS (right max?) wrote this mannn.
i just had to post it. thank you for letting me steal it.
i can totally feel everything in here so im not gonna highlight anything. PERFECT AS IT IS ^_^
THANK YOU MAXINE FOR ADJUSTING MY BLOGGGGGG =DDD now to just make it.
uh
less pink. LOL
jade;d @ 8:00 PM