First Kiss

It had been a cold winter night when he finally had to say farewell. A light blush had sprung to her cheeks but the boy could not tell at the time if it was because of the chilling winds. Still, she tugged on his hand gently with a shy smile before pulling him away and behind her apartment stairs. When their lips had locked in a heated 'goodbye' kiss, it had been her first.

Too bad she didn't realize that she would fall in love with him, that he would break her heart, or that he would kill her...

Depression

This darkness, it whispers in my mind and drags me away from the logic of things. No one can hear my angel screaming inside her cage deep within my soul; she is but a forgotten life. Instead, a demon sits on my shoulder all the while telling me flaws in my personality and being. It tells me the lust I have to kill and wants me to break and murder. I don't like this demon but it holds me in shackles day in and day out..

Where is the key to my angel's cage? Where is my angel?

Abuse

"You know you can't do that."

"Watch me."

"She'll hate you if you do."

"She already hates me."

"You don't even realize the number of lives you're jeopardizing."

"So what if a few men starve, I need the money."

"You need the booze, John, you're killing innocent people and not even offering a dime to help. Your wife sits there and offers almost everything while you come here and steal it all back for alcohol!"

"And?"

"And I don't understand why God blessed you with a better life. Take your money and get out."

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 27.08.2010

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