ASilverWingedAngel

Wings are shattered, Ripped away, Lost in tears, Went that way. Want to know, Why've you cried, Heard you leave, and now I've died. You have lost, and I have too, We are lonely, and how are you? Ran away Far from here, Want to fall, tripped there.

Hehe, I say, instead of sorry. I cover my screen across with that word, Sorry. The black background, The white letters, cast a confusing pattern, Sorry. Just rows and rows of them. At first, I put the word apologize. But that didn't seem to work. Because when ever I said sorry, I was told, You're not sorry. Or to stop saying sorry. What could I do? I couldn't write it down And hand out little notes. Saying it over and over. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Well, except on my screen, there are no spaces. Sorry.Sorry.Sorry. It's a little disorientating. People just think I'm a little odd. Laughing at deaths, and disturbing things. It's re

Here everything is anger, hurt, sadness. because laughter is forbidden. Here everything is not to be understood. because that is the way you want it to be. Here everything is not to be shared because you try to hide your pain. Here everything is made of glass because you would rather throw a stone than smile. Here everything is covered in blood, because you claim it's your favorite color. It's not. Here everything is getting lost forever, because you think staying away will find it. Here everything is falling apart because the world seems to be filling with lies. Here everything is like a scrambled egg- because life seems to ha