DamnedIn a small room sits a young girl. Her eyes are a deep sea blue and her hair dark brown and long. She is sitting on an oak chair, she seems disconnected...Damned by ~relikstheblue
"Clem? Its dinner time" comes a voice from outside the room. But the young girl just sits there seeming uninterested or unaware of the voice.
"OK Clem Just come down when your ready and don't forget to wash up.." the voice said as the sound of walking starts and slowly disappears...
A small shadow moves across the girls eyes but she seems not to notice as the shadow skirts and dances in her field of vision as if playing with her
"shes gone you know Ilian We can play now you know.
Insanity Becomes meInsanity becomes meInsanity Becomes me by ~relikstheblue
by C.K. Madden
Stuck on fast forward
Living a lie
Driven insane by the dreams that are meant to guide me
I am slowly becoming my on personal daemon
Slowly, as my life drains from my soul...
Day by Day,
Hour by Hour.
Month by Month,
Inch by Inch.
Year By year,
Eon by Eon.
When slowly I begin to realize
Insanity Becomes me.
her body is not her homeshe sits in her room Unsure of who she isher body is not her home by ~relikstheblue
she sits on her bed naked and in disbelief
her body is not her own
her body is not her home
they all say she's a guy
but she doesn't feel that way
her body is not her own
her body is not her home
she screams at the dreams for there no escape from her bitter reality
she stays up late unable to deal with her dreams that should offer her hope
cause her body is not her own
her body is not her home
EscapeWhen I stay up at night thinkingEscape by ~Silph91
When I daydream in the middle of the day
When I sit and write my poetry
When I look into the digital sea that is the internet
When I smile or laugh at a joke with no meaning
When I zone out
When I lie down for the night
When I stare into the complete darkness before I depart to the land of dreams
I escape
Escape
I try to climb a wall to the rope that will allow me to escape
But the walls are to smooth
Patted down with the solid and smooth surface of pain
Sorrow
Misery
This thing I call life
Am I any good at it?
Am I going to fail as predetermined by the world?
Am I going to end and be represe
' so i realized my error and added you 
luckily it DIDN'T go deep enough that it would of did to much damaged but fun night
was in a real bad mood so my common sense part of my brain wasn't working so well 
