thestorygirl

I saw you,guilt pounded in my stomach.Your flaxen hair wound around your head,falling to your knees with disguised anguish.Your eyes are pools of light,beautiful and sorrowful.What I said was wrong,I ...

The day of the burning,the night of the flood.I was hidden in a chamber,his name was Mudd.Overthrown,my heart was gone.I waited for the new day,and listened for say I loved ...

As that last breath escaped your lips,it's ashen smoke forming in swirling rings.I bowed my head,and waited with bated breath.I listened for the simple sound of relief,but the voice that ...

The achingly sweet cordial filled my mouth,with every sickeningly awful word my prolific mind.Was my accursed life not good enough for the Black Angel,or was I too lucky?When the cordial ...

As if I were invisible, you ignored me. But the day came when you bloomed like a flower.You were beautiful, the most beautiful flower I'd ever seen.But you withered, got ...

With dark wings of a presise art,bending and folding into sinister shapes,they dance on the walls in the half formed light.They cast a glowing light on the too small walls,a ...

Soft words carried on a sunken wind,beaten until mournful. Across the plains of darkness,and into the shriveled light,they revealed themselves.Reliving their abusive past,lies and betrayal,written in