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Red Tears (Sonnet version)Staring at the wound, drops of blood stream down.Appalled at myself, why’d I let it slip?This is all because of that one breakdown.I was pale as I watched the Red Tears drip.The comfort of the pain, shock at the factI can feel again. I’m afraid again.My mind’s sanity has just now cracked.My life’s end has now been written in pen.This monster inside me has broken free.I scream out in the silence for help,It comes out as a whisper that barelyBreathes. No one can hear this lonely yelp.I can not save myself in either life --My reality and dreams filled with strife.
Until the DayI'm sitting here, wallowing in my own self-pity,waiting for my lifeless soul to reawaken once more, just once.I will forever wait for some recognition, for someone somewhere to take pride and accept my work, what I've done, and who I am.Maybe, someday, I'll be able to tell you of something great that I did,but for now I'll just try to be silent and only be seen when it's okay.Other than that, expect me to be the relentless shadow that will be forever connected to you,hoping for that one day where I can make you happy to be my friend.I don't know what made you choose to try to edge your way into this dreadful life of mine,for all you know, I am nothing like who I am on the surface.Still, you are there every day, knocking on my door,and yet I still refuse to let you pass the threshold.I don't want to take you down with me, but I guess that's the road that you are willing to take.If you're that willing to be dragged down into nothingness then be my guest,I'll be there with th
Sweet Dreams "Look out!" "The safe room's right there! Just make a run for it!" Six survivors all made a mad dash for the door. All made it in. All except for the one girl on death row. "We can't just leave her right there, she's just outside the frame..!" "Come on, then..." Two of the survivors dragged her inside and propped her up against the wall while the rest defended. Thank god the Tank can't get into safe rooms. The girl wouldn't move, but she wasn't unconscious. Her breaths were short and shallow. Her heart rate might as well have been the same. Barricading the room was simple. It was finished within seconds. All that was left was to heal the sick. Or wait for death. The dying girl's friend has been there for her through everything. They were practically
Jack-O-Lantern Murderer"What ever you do, don't kill the snow golems. If you do...well, let's not think about that."----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Rarity and Ezio were busy building their new house out of cobblestone on the little plot of land they were given when they had first arrived."Gah!" Rarity was trying to set down a brick when a golem rushed right into the spot she was looking at, "That stupid snowman just took over our house!""What's he-- It's tracking snow everywhere!" Ezio ran over to Rarity and started to demolish the snow tracks that it had left behind. "Get him out of here before he ruins the entire place!" He had already run around the entire dual-apartment after the pesky golem before he had finished the command."Gracious, do something already! I've just swept the place and I will not have this little cretin dirtying it all over again!" Rarity had begun to stomp her feet, not unlike an angry tod
Just Another DayMind: Why aren't you talking?Me: ...Why do you seem so happy about it?Mind: Why are you avoiding my question?Me: ...Well, don't you enjoy torturing me more than anything.Mind: I didn't think I'd hit a nerve by just talking to you.Me: And I didn't think that you'd still be here after everything that's happening.Mind: Oh, and how the tables have turned. What's this all about now, hmm?Me: You and I are the same. How could you not know. You act like you're an entirely different person half of the time.Mind: I might as well be. We barely think the same, after all.Me: ...I am such a schizophrenic.Mind: Is that why you're not talking? Are you afraid?Me: If you're so content with my fears I might as well just stop talking to you, too.Mind: Hmm? No, no, that's not it at all.Me: So, you're just here to toy with me, is that it?Mind: What else am I supposed to do for entertainment?Me: ...Go find someone else, please...Mind: Giving up?Me: No. I haven't given up. Just...done.