concealedbydarkness

The crimson blood stained the snow in the moonlit forest.  The trees always pretty with different shades of green and branches all different shapes and sizes, now looked like monsters with they're trunks so dark brown they were almost black and their branches sticking out like claws.   Countless tears streamed out of her silver eyes and down her pale cheeks.  He brown, wavy hair was frizzy and messy at the wind tossed it in different directions.  Her black t-shirt that was long so she could pull it down to her thighs and her navy blue, knee length shorts were ripped and torn in several places.  The once white design on her t-shirt was now a

I shivered violently when I felt my blood turn cold like ice.  My eyes stung and I closed them quickly, leaving the white landscape for a dark one. That was my first mistake. Fire raged in front of my eyes, as it consumed everything people and animals scattered in all directions trying to escape.  Smoke turned the sky black, and I watched in horror as an explosion erupted not far off, and time seemed to stop.  A force indescribable ripped through the air and destroyed everything.   I desperately tried to open my eyes to get away from it all.  When they finally opened I gasped a sigh of relief and almost sunk back to the ground. No! The th

Scars to hide the memories, And a fake smile to conceal the pain A heart half black With pain that won't go away A sad song Instead of a goodbye And all friends left behind And if I die Will the pain finally go away Or will it continue to haunt me And if I die Will you remember me Or push me away like a broken toy Oh if I die A demon inside Waiting to be released And sadness Like a never ending river Along with regret That continues to stay And all friends left behind And if I die Will the pain finally go away Or will it continue to haunt me And if I die Will you remember me Or push me away like a broken toy Oh if I

My eyes slowly opened. Where am I? What's this?  I'm cold.  And wet.  Snow? As my blue eyes adjusted to the white world I was amazed.  There were no trees.  There were no other animals.  There were no humans.  No machines, no food, not even a sky it seemed, everything was just white.   Where am I? I asked myself again. I let out a howl.  After seconds-maybe it was minutes, who knows?- with no reply I let out a whimper.  Loneliness surged through me, drenching the inside of my body like an ocean. I put one paw into the snow.  It sunk immediately but my black fur stood out in the white snow.  I shivered. And that's when the flashbacks st

I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises Tears dripped down his cheeks.  He had nothing, no money, no friends or family, no love.  It was rare for people to know his story, what happened to him.  He would give anything for people to talk to him. Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know He stands up and winces at the pain.  He walks down the street to where people know him as a familiar face.  If he's lucky one of the poor people will give him a place to stay.  He looks enough