Enigma180

You held my hand Wiped the tears away You don't understand But thanks anyway You were there, And you cared An so I thought it was enough Locked away my dreams Of a happy family What I ignored Pretended worked Was just my fantasy I've given up Being me Now that I know it's not enough Oh oh ohoh! It's not enough Oh oh ohoh! I've given up Now that I know it's not enough Torn apart Rearranged Am I how you want me I'll pretend Suck it up It's what you tell me Everyday, Every night Every hour that goes by I'll be the perfect doll With nothing inside What I ignored Pretended worked Was just my fantasy I've given up Being me Now that I kn

      Mom says my name is Brittany. The girls tell me I'm a cheerleader. My boyfriend is the quarterback. Sometimes his hands stray to far along my body. Everyone tells me that I am Happy. I don't feel happy. I feel Numb.      I look around me. Its lunchtime. I feel eyes searing into my back. I turn around and see green eyes boring into mine. They belong to a girl. She's a natural thin, with pale skin and thick dark locks framing her face. My face feels hot< and my head full of pain. My vision is fading.      When I awake, she's standing over me, toughing my scalp. Tears are pouring down her face. "Why are you so sad?" "They gave you a fu

"...for are we not much like the snakes that so long ago first tempted Eve, and in turn, tempted Adam? For much like children, did the Snake not taunt Eve, who as a child, and thus questions and reacts as such toward her Father, the God, who as a Father, failed to teach his children, rather choose to keep them ignorant, forever with dull-minded-ness, and easily tricked by the children of the ones He scorned. For the Snake was but a child that had grown old enough to question, as all older children are want to do. Is the Snake not innocent? Are we, like the Snake, not so easily taught to question and taunt others? Are we not like Eve? Do we fo

"...for in truth they are animals,with no choice or free will. They follow the will of Him, with no thought to themselves or the care of others. The will is absolute, the care of lives lie in His fancy. With no emotion or worth of life, they are no better than animals. In legions they are arranged, in battalions they come. They are Angels."

Forced back How's it feel? To be told You're not real? Pushed from the plane Falling from the sky Grab the clouds as they rush by What shapes do they make? Do they show who you are? Mirror the person you hide? As the shadows cross your skin Steal the light that you crave Will you just give in, let them win? Crashing into it like a wave? To late You hit the ground Take Deaths cold kiss From skeletal lips No blood from the broken shell Nothing left that you can tell