Prolauge:
I am a man who has been eteranly damned to walk this earth. I have been sent to search for redemtion for my many crimes against society. They have deprived me of my right to live..or at least tried to. My name is Pixius..and this is my story. (Pixius means "Put to flight")
Day 1:
This happened so suddenly. They captured me by surprise. I did'nt even have time to breath. All I was doing is walking around, minding my own business...well,thinking of my next crime to comite. I was almost thinking about something peaceful..almost. Little did I know that the royal gurad was lurking in the shadows. They stalked me as if they wee hungrey predators who have been waiting for days for an unlucky speciem to come about. I walked into the alley..which surprisingly looked pitch black in broad daylight, so I guess you can say I was walking blindly. They grabed me and threw me on the ground, following with a contiuous storm of feet aiming at my feet. Left with a brusied face, something comes across my mind. These gurads where the very guards who I might've attacked in my years. They sought revenge. "The kind has words with thee" Says one of the guards. They picked me up and escorted me to the royal court...A place most commonly known to us outlaws..this place has been the last sightings of many criminals. I might be one of them.
As I was being escoted, I bestowed eyes upon the walls of the royal court. The walls made of solid gold...so bright, legend has it it can blind a man if you look at it for a good 10 seconds. "How can such beauty house such evil?" I thought. As I was walking, all the people, including the guards, we're all looking in a manner as if they were ready for the unexpected. Looks like my years of injustice has given these people a good sense of reaction. The reaction the people got out of me was a smile. They all were frighten..surly by th though of"By the gods, what is he going to do next?" I was bestowed the honor of laying eye upon the gates of nirvana..or as everyone calls it. The gates opened..and I was getting worried.
After a few mintues of gazeing upon the beauty, I finally came face to face with the kind himself.
"Well, you came.." he said
"Oh, I've been a good boy this year" I said.
"For all the crimes you have commited..."
"I'm going to die...right?"
"No...you are faced with sometthing much greater"
"Come again?"
"You are sentenced to walk this earth.."
"For the rest of time."
All of a sudden, my body was overcome with fear of the unknown. I did'nt know what was to come..but I guess that's what I feared the most.
"Throw him in the dungeon" he said/
"He'll ebgin his journey.....at dawn"
To be continued...
I am a man who has been eteranly damned to walk this earth. I have been sent to search for redemtion for my many crimes against society. They have deprived me of my right to live..or at least tried to. My name is Pixius..and this is my story. (Pixius means "Put to flight")
Day 1:
This happened so suddenly. They captured me by surprise. I did'nt even have time to breath. All I was doing is walking around, minding my own business...well,thinking of my next crime to comite. I was almost thinking about something peaceful..almost. Little did I know that the royal gurad was lurking in the shadows. They stalked me as if they wee hungrey predators who have been waiting for days for an unlucky speciem to come about. I walked into the alley..which surprisingly looked pitch black in broad daylight, so I guess you can say I was walking blindly. They grabed me and threw me on the ground, following with a contiuous storm of feet aiming at my feet. Left with a brusied face, something comes across my mind. These gurads where the very guards who I might've attacked in my years. They sought revenge. "The kind has words with thee" Says one of the guards. They picked me up and escorted me to the royal court...A place most commonly known to us outlaws..this place has been the last sightings of many criminals. I might be one of them.
As I was being escoted, I bestowed eyes upon the walls of the royal court. The walls made of solid gold...so bright, legend has it it can blind a man if you look at it for a good 10 seconds. "How can such beauty house such evil?" I thought. As I was walking, all the people, including the guards, we're all looking in a manner as if they were ready for the unexpected. Looks like my years of injustice has given these people a good sense of reaction. The reaction the people got out of me was a smile. They all were frighten..surly by th though of"By the gods, what is he going to do next?" I was bestowed the honor of laying eye upon the gates of nirvana..or as everyone calls it. The gates opened..and I was getting worried.
After a few mintues of gazeing upon the beauty, I finally came face to face with the kind himself.
"Well, you came.." he said
"Oh, I've been a good boy this year" I said.
"For all the crimes you have commited..."
"I'm going to die...right?"
"No...you are faced with sometthing much greater"
"Come again?"
"You are sentenced to walk this earth.."
"For the rest of time."
All of a sudden, my body was overcome with fear of the unknown. I did'nt know what was to come..but I guess that's what I feared the most.
"Throw him in the dungeon" he said/
"He'll ebgin his journey.....at dawn"
To be continued...
Darkness falls around me, swirling at my feet,
the shadows ask me questions, their secrets I must keep...
The coldness that I feel inside, keeps my body numb,
but for the thoughts of loneliness, nothing can be done...
In the fog surrounding me, all conscious thought is lost,
I can not tell what's real or not, my mind's a tangled knot...
I'm full of thoughts I can't retain, all I feel is guilt and shame,
I've begun to feel all hope is lost, someone stop the pain,
I Can See the lies dripping from your eyes in disguise...
The wind blows on my tear stained face, calling out to me,
always it's reminding me of what I cannot be.
I try so hard from day to day, but I can't seem to find my way.
I can't control these thoughts that rise, the torment comes from deep inside...
My broken heart is shattered, a pain that knows no end,
the shards of glass they slice me through, I'm bleeding from within...
Confused and fearful every day, no one deserves to live this way...
the shadows ask me questions, their secrets I must keep...
The coldness that I feel inside, keeps my body numb,
but for the thoughts of loneliness, nothing can be done...
In the fog surrounding me, all conscious thought is lost,
I can not tell what's real or not, my mind's a tangled knot...
I'm full of thoughts I can't retain, all I feel is guilt and shame,
I've begun to feel all hope is lost, someone stop the pain,
I Can See the lies dripping from your eyes in disguise...
The wind blows on my tear stained face, calling out to me,
always it's reminding me of what I cannot be.
I try so hard from day to day, but I can't seem to find my way.
I can't control these thoughts that rise, the torment comes from deep inside...
My broken heart is shattered, a pain that knows no end,
the shards of glass they slice me through, I'm bleeding from within...
Confused and fearful every day, no one deserves to live this way...
~~~ FOR ALL THE PEOPLE IN UNCOMPREHENDABLE PAIN~~~
Black Heart Black Soul
Filthy like Coal
Dark Heart Dark Soul
Not even a Role
Gloomy Heart Gloomy Soul
Left there Broken
On an Abandoned Knoll
Cold Heart Cold Soul
Never a Whole
Bloody, Hurt, Plenty of Wounds
Nobody Heard that Piercing Cry
Leaving Scars
I might as well Die
With my Black Heart and Black Soul
Maybe you will come by
And Watch me Weep
As I zoom in to a forever Sleep
~~~ Anonymous
"A Note from the Author"
Every 4o seconds a person dies from suicde. Decreasing the population. Bloody brutal deaths or easy painless ones. But People will never know how much it hurts. The Depression, Bullying, anything that Brings you down really does hurt. Most of the time you don't even know what the person is doing, and how much pain they are in. I wrote this for everyone in as much pain as i am or even more. May someone wipe away their tears,
Black Heart Black Soul
Filthy like Coal
Dark Heart Dark Soul
Not even a Role
Gloomy Heart Gloomy Soul
Left there Broken
On an Abandoned Knoll
Cold Heart Cold Soul
Never a Whole
Bloody, Hurt, Plenty of Wounds
Nobody Heard that Piercing Cry
Leaving Scars
I might as well Die
With my Black Heart and Black Soul
Maybe you will come by
And Watch me Weep
As I zoom in to a forever Sleep
~~~ Anonymous
"A Note from the Author"
Every 4o seconds a person dies from suicde. Decreasing the population. Bloody brutal deaths or easy painless ones. But People will never know how much it hurts. The Depression, Bullying, anything that Brings you down really does hurt. Most of the time you don't even know what the person is doing, and how much pain they are in. I wrote this for everyone in as much pain as i am or even more. May someone wipe away their tears,
If tears left scars then the world would know who you truly are.
For your tears leave scars and it would show them how much you've cried and been crying.
It would show them your pain and sadness that you always have tried to keep in
But one day you just let it out for know reason...
Maybe it's because your friend turned on you?
Maybe it's because you long for someone?
Maybe it's because the one you want most is breaking you but you still love him in the end?
Maybe it's all of those things...
Or maybe your just hurt and afraid that you can never fix your self again...
If tears left scars the world would know how much pain your truly in.
They would see that your hurt in more ways then one...
They would see the real you...
But until that day comes
I guess people will just have to hide it away...
Fierce & Love
Malmcd
Poem Girl
Mallory McDonald
For your tears leave scars and it would show them how much you've cried and been crying.
It would show them your pain and sadness that you always have tried to keep in
But one day you just let it out for know reason...
Maybe it's because your friend turned on you?
Maybe it's because you long for someone?
Maybe it's because the one you want most is breaking you but you still love him in the end?
Maybe it's all of those things...
Or maybe your just hurt and afraid that you can never fix your self again...
If tears left scars the world would know how much pain your truly in.
They would see that your hurt in more ways then one...
They would see the real you...
But until that day comes
I guess people will just have to hide it away...
Fierce & Love
Malmcd
Poem Girl
Mallory McDonald
There's a crack in my heart from,
The Pain,
The Hurt,
From You.
My heart has your name written all over it
My heart beats faster when I see your face
Just your name makes me smile.
Why.
Why did you leave me with such as cruse
A cruse of loving you
and now I can't let you go
Your the only one that can fix my heart
But at the same time your the one who put the crack in my heart...
I can't trusted you
But I want to
I can't believe you
But I still lesson
I want to leave you and never look back
But I can't because my heart can't last much longer
Your the glue to fix my beaten heart
It's crying for you
but you don't hear
you just walked away from me
and left me there crying in the rain
How can you be so curl when I gave you everything I had
Your a heart breaker
You don't get it do you
You broke me
and you hurt me
and you felt nothing...
The Pain,
The Hurt,
From You.
My heart has your name written all over it
My heart beats faster when I see your face
Just your name makes me smile.
Why.
Why did you leave me with such as cruse
A cruse of loving you
and now I can't let you go
Your the only one that can fix my heart
But at the same time your the one who put the crack in my heart...
I can't trusted you
But I want to
I can't believe you
But I still lesson
I want to leave you and never look back
But I can't because my heart can't last much longer
Your the glue to fix my beaten heart
It's crying for you
but you don't hear
you just walked away from me
and left me there crying in the rain
How can you be so curl when I gave you everything I had
Your a heart breaker
You don't get it do you
You broke me
and you hurt me
and you felt nothing...
~Magically Gone~
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Book 1: Blown Away
Info: Born when her mother died in livebirth,little Rocky stays with her father near a forests. Five forest that never would bother Rocky. Infact,it was home. Home that was blown away when something happened. Something that grew wings and flapped it all away. Rocky's life is never the same. Just imagine,you were born and living with only your living parent. Your angel wings won't work and you atleast knock down your mother's diary. The love twisting story will bring you alive to the real world. Your angel or butterfly wings are going to dry...yes,yes they will!
This is for ALL you fly fellows! *giggles*
♥ SnOoKiE♥
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Review
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Book 1: Blown Away
Info: Born when her mother died in livebirth,little Rocky stays with her father near a forests. Five forest that never would bother Rocky. Infact,it was home. Home that was blown away when something happened. Something that grew wings and flapped it all away. Rocky's life is never the same. Just imagine,you were born and living with only your living parent. Your angel wings won't work and you atleast knock down your mother's diary. The love twisting story will bring you alive to the real world. Your angel or butterfly wings are going to dry...yes,yes they will!
This is for ALL you fly fellows! *giggles*
♥ SnOoKiE♥
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