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With A Knife

When the darkness starts to take hold of your heart.

I raked my skin with a knife today, But only with the tip. I wanted to know what it felt like, To lightly drag it across my skin. I raked my skin with a knife today, The pain in my heart grew too much. Physical pain was easier to deal with, Than the emoti...

You ruined my life. You made me what I am today. You left a scared little girl. You molded me in to what I am today. You loved me with all your heart. You left me. You shattered my life. You created tears that never leave. You left a precious bundle. You...

Broken Doll

How do you mend a broken porcelain doll?

He hears the elevator doors open and close, the click clack of high-heeled footsteps drawing closer, then passing his door on their way to the next apartment. He waits. Jacob had always been good at waiting. He hears the jingling of keys, then footsteps m...

Crowded Heart

Misguided relationship

Friend me she said, I remember the day. So many months ago, But seems like just yesterday. Chat me she said, You seem like a nice guy. I don’t have many friends, So I gave it a try. Kiss me she said, Come closer to me. Trapped by her charms, She led me so...

Raven- The Ways of Violence

From the point of view of Raven, yet another character of mine...

“There’s nowhere to run, so let’s just get it over…”­ -Evanescence, Snow White Queen. I’m strong, a survivor. I can’t understand why I crumble. -Ellen Hopkins, Identical. People won’t look at me anymore I am soiled, an angel fallen, no longer pure. I am b...

This story only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.This mist of loneliness wraps its fingers around my throatAnd squeezes me into a vortex of despondency.It prods the dirty heart in meAs the moonlight dapples i...

Blank. I stare vacantly. At thesewhite-washed walls. Blank. Driving myself upon them. Insane. White. They say it's a colourof purity. I say it's you goingblank. Insane. Slowly dying. That's me. Death. It's got its arms outwide. Blank. Insane. That's me. I...

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loving hard is hardly love. Taken by, Shattered by, Broken by love. Wanting, needing, making, love. The prick, The sting,  The art of love. Skin. Forever. Hide, The shame, Swallow the burn of the tears, Of love. Got to learn the fear of love. Be defeated,...

As I sit at the foot of the stairs I look into my last bottle, empty. Now useless, I throw it at my feet and hear the loud noise it makes when on connection with the others. I have relapsed, fallen victim to the bottle once again. I called you after finis...

Just a little something I wrote to my future love, whoever she may be. Don't know yet, but know she is out there somewhere. :)I have something I want to give to you but promise me? Please promise to keep it safe, don't hurt, it has been hurt before.Promis...