I am stuck in a hallway
With rows of locked doors
There are so many choices before me
But I do not hold the key to all
Only three are unlocked
Three choices
I am unsure on which to choose
To my left, there is one I have wanted
One that I finally had the courage to unlock
In front of me there is one that was unlocked for me
To my right is the door I came from
Which choice do I make
Do I return from where I came
Do I take what I worked so long to achieve
Or do I help a friend in need?
I am stuck in a hallway
With rows of locked doors
There are so many choices before me
But I do not hold the key to all
Only three are unlocked
Three choices
I am unsure on which to choose
To my left, there is one I have wanted
One that I finally had the courage to unlock
In front of me there is one that was unlocked for me
To my right is the door I came from
Which choice do I make
Do I return from where I came
Do I take what I worked so long to achieve
Or do I help a friend in need?
It was a rape scene. by smileefreekeegrl, literature
Literature
It was a rape scene.
He knows I'm afraid of being betrayed
as you serenade me with heart killing grenades
It's something I can not evade
don't want my feelings to be outweighed
Afraid of getting started when I know
what has happened is departed
but what you did was nothing but cold-hearted
Forever keeping secrets of what you've done
The sun doesn't shine where I stand but at least
I never told a soul
I'm losing control, my body's got a death hold.
It's tearing at my skin and making my mind unfold.
My life's spiraling down a black hole
I can't think straight and my body's all numb
still can't believe how you've changed and what you've become
You're
You're hungry, no starving
Your body wants it, it needs it
You crave it, you taste it
You chew it, you swallow
You stupid girl, you know you're being bad
It's not allowed, its never allowed, you broke the rules
But you don't care, yes you do
You carry on, more and more
You gauge the calories down your damaged throat
Until it just about fills you up
Your stomach's almost full, you stop
What are you doing you stupid girl?
You disgusting, pathetic girl
Why did you do it, eh? Why did you?
What was the point? You fat, ugly girl
You're poor willed and weak
The guilt builds up inside you
You feel sick, you almost cry
You feel your
Current Residence: Here? Favourite genre of music: Loud Favourite photographer: My other best friend Favourite style of art: the kind that makes sense to me Operating System: Mac OS X / XP MP3 player of choice: Iphone Personal Quote: “A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”
I find that so many things have changed in my life since i was last on here. Recently I have found the urge to write again... photography has unfortunately been pushed to the side recently for reasons unknown (not realy im just too lazy to develop my film). I have had several peircings, and subsequently removed them, I got engaged to the most amazing man in the world, I became a hermit, and finally declared my major (History with a minor in English). I think I know what I want to do but, knowing me my mind will change again.
LOVE YOU ALL
Syd
I am back, (and hopefully with a vengeance) I have been working on some projects, and as soon as I can set up my darkroom, I should have some of that up. Unfortunately that will not be until June at the earliest. But I have started writing again, and not that crap that was posted before (that i deleted hehehehe) no just things that I feel proud of and things that I believe are finished, and are of the quality worthy of my portfolio.
Oh so in super good news, I am not longer a Double Major in International Business and Economics with a Minor in Middle Eastern Studies and Arabic (or as I like to call it DMIBSE w/ MMESA either way you say it,