Just an average girl, Prologue by deathly-mage, literature
Literature
Just an average girl, Prologue
Prologue
She was your average 18-year-old girl. Well average in the sense she was an outcast to the popular kids and an outcast to most of her peers. In fact the only way she was average was if she was put next to the members of the science club. Well the persona she gave off will be.
Lucy Watson a science nerd with an IQ of around 170 also a renowned spy for the intelligence agency. Famous in governments the world over, for saving it countless times. But that was her secret life. Her normal life, an 18-year-old nerd whom went to school and took exams nothing special there or is there?
Date 12th September
Lucy walked that usual walk from
I can sit there as supposedly as happy as can be
And the person next to me will say well you haven't seen the real me
I sit there and look dumbfounded what to say
Yes you made your point, and are you sure there is nothing better to say
People confess to me that they have cut
I don't see why have to cope with that much
Yes I don't know what it's like
So what 'Lets tell her anyway' because it's just little old me
For I am one not heard but seen
You think your life is so bad
You are lucky I don't mention mine
Yes I may be a little bigheaded to say that I am worse off then you
But live a life without feeling an inch of love or emoti
It hurts to see me cry,
It hurts so much more than what made me,
I see the hatred of myself and all around,
I keep this mask stitched to my face
It hurts to do so
But it is the right thing
Light, love, purity hath no hold upon what I receive,
Though I give the little I have,
It is cold behind this mask,
Not even summers warmth can warm my face,
When people try to remove these stitches,
They just tighten the existing ones and make me bleed more,
That crimson liquid trickles down my face,
It symbolises my pain,
The pain I have willingly let into me,
And that no one will take back,
For they see it as not their problem,
Though i
Life on a hangmans noose by deathly-mage, literature
Literature
Life on a hangmans noose
Life is that rope around my neck,
I remember the days,
Oh so long ago,
When that rope was loose,
But now that has all changed,
I am that object people pour their pain into,
As their pain fills me my neck swells,
And the rope tightens,
No one in my life will grab a knife and cut me loose,
So I wonder alone,
With this tightening rope around my neck,
My neck swells further more,
Swells with pain,
Causes pain,
Pain within me,
The pain given to me,
The pain I have allowed to fester inside of me,
I whimper in my mind,
In my head crying for help,
Crying tears of shame for myself,
Silently suffering, not being heard.
There is one
Whimpering in my mind,
Forgetting all around,
Well attempting to anyway,
I whimper alone, pathetically and silently,
In this world where I am a sponge to everyone else's pain,
I stay silent,
Well in my mind at least,
I have to stay silent,
For I waste peoples precious air if I speak,
And if I chance a moment to open my mouth,
All that I say gets shoved back,
Like an unwanted gift,
So in this world I stay silent,
Stay alone,
Stay cold,
For it is the way I have allowed myself to live,
The only thing I now how to do.
I often wonder will I always be like this?
Will I always feel this cold?
Will I always be alone?
And will I al
A photo captures a thousand words,
So in a picture of me what would they be?
If pictures could show what I was like inside,
You would get a print that would be yourself looking back,
With your face full of sadness and pain.
I have been filled over the years with your pain,
Everyone's pain,
It is now to the extent it oozes silently from my pores,
No one notices the trail behind me,
They walk over, tread upon it,
And just carry on piling this ooze upon me.
Though filled with everyone else,
I feel alone,
Feel cold
Feel untouched by reality.
I feel like I am barely existing,
Barely alive.
Why will no one notice I am falling?
Fa
Death that eternal slumber,
In that sleep where I am not ravaged,
Not scavenged upon,
Not hoarded by peoples troubles.
My already death ridden carcass,
Has completed its soul purpose to die,
I fear not my death but my life,
My life ridden with the pain and suffering of others.
But I awaken myself from this blissful daydream,
To find myself here in a world where I don't belong,
If I could find one person whom wants to make me truly happy,
I would hand them a knife,
To slit my throat,
And allow me to sit and bathe in my death,
Let me finally smile while I lie in my own blood,
To allow me to die in this godforsaken world with an
Long time no journal, over a year infact.
I was reading my old ones today god how I have changed. I dont know if for the worse or better.
I know people hate me and love me. Everyone starts to question what they have done or haven't done, and how they could of changed it. Maybe I should just go with the flow, or not.
Change is good, but also bad. Life a is a paradox you cant have everything. Butyou can never have nothing.
Ok enough with the silly ranting. Hope everyone is ok. I am working on another piece of art. Taking me a while though trying to get it good. Its one of an elementalist sorceress. :) Form a novel im writing yet again. Thou
Ok I know I am late but :P Better now then never.
So hummmm New years resolution - like i would have one. I am not like that. i set myselfs goals all about the place then i normally break them. Hehehe
I have an aim though, it is very contreversial (can not spell) among my friends, I aim to lose weight. I want to at least be in the single figures or around 10 st. So I have started swimming. (For the first time in 4 years ) Me and gavin went twas very very amusing.
We are going once a week, its fun. I am planning on going to a gym too (doing weights at the moment tis cool)
So yeah thats me. I aim to lose weight. Wont lose these blooming thi
Merry Christmas to all. And to all a good night. God christmas is comming and the geese are getting fat.
OK enough with the cliches. :P I am actually trying to comprehend it is christmas. Been pricing christmas cards since about June. So ahem.
Well I want to wish all my watchers and any passers by a good xmas and a happy new year. :) Take care all of you.
Random journal time
Well humm odd day today, last day of college. Had 2 lessons and wore a short skirt :P
The afternoon was odd. I went to my Boyfriend, gavins, house for a few hours, which has kinda left me odd. I cant explain really, I really miss him, but seing him upset today reall