Beneath the Surface (prologue) by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Beneath the Surface (prologue)
Heart pounding.
Mind racing.
Lungs bursting.
Who the hell is this guy?
The coppery smell of blood filled my nose. The heat of the flames scorching my skin. The screams of death rang eternally in my ears. Make it stop. Make it stop. Just make it stop! I collapsed into the cold, damp cement ground. On my hands and knees, which were shaking, and my vision was blurry. I panted like a worn out dog on the hottest day of the year. The only thing that had kept me alive this long is because I ran, and now even that was gone. Move, I command my body. God damn it, move!
But I couldn't. I was too weak. Thoughts of death consumed my mind.
Then I hea
Shadow Of the Day (freedom) Prolouge by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Shadow Of the Day (freedom) Prolouge
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Sam slams his alarm clock and woke up immediately. It was 12:00 A.M. He quickly got out of his warm, cozy bed and grabbed his boots. That night he didn't bother getting into his normal night clothes. Instead, he put on a black t-shirt with matching black pants, jacket, and combat boots. He pushed back his hair and grabbed a baseball bat before he left his room from the window, and just before he left, he looked back at his closed, and locked, door. "Sorry mom, but I gotta do this." he muttered, and jumped out of his window, grabbed onto the branch of the tree nearby, one handed, and fell into a crouching position. He got up
The other side
When times are tough
And you don't know what to do
That's when the other side comes out
In makes no sound
You can't see it
Nor hear it
But it is there
It is unique
It is different in every person
The other side does not fight
It does not do anything for anyone
It is nothing
Nothing; Nothing
That is what it is
It is a feeling you get
Yet no one knows what it is
It is nothing
The other side
~Anonymous
Prolouge (have not thought of a name yet) by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Prolouge (have not thought of a name yet)
"Bow down before your king, woman! Humans such as yourself do not deserve to live like the dark and light worlds!" the evil king of demons, Zoroth, exclaimed, standing tall to be intimidating. He was very vexed that this stupid woman would not listen to him, as all of his other subjects have.
"Never! Neither you nor anyone rules me anymore. Today I shall stand free, if not, I am dead," the woman told him boldly. She could be no more than twenty-four years old.
"Then you are foolish." he told her, bringing up his shotgun.
She looked into his eyes, showing and feeling, no fear. She did not even blink. "You will kill me, and I will be free. M
The Falling Angel's Choice by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
The Falling Angel's Choice
The falling angel
Is losing her battle.
The battle to destroy
The darkness inside.
Her once pure wings
Turn black form the
Darkness inside her
Soul. The purity gone.
She weakens with
Each year and battle.
Each thought of hate.
Each hope of illness.
She does her deeds
For good and once
In a wile, light grows.
But darkness comes back.
The darkness will
Always come back
To her. No matter
How hard she may try.
She is falling, falling
Falling. The light
Is fading, fading,
Fading. Not yet gone.
Is there hope, Angel?
Does your soul Create
Too much darkness,
Angel?
Or will you fight harder
Not give in to darkness.
I wish upon a star
The one that is much too far.
I wish for the holy light
To guide me from the awful fright.
I can wish all day long
Is that really oh so wrong?
I am simply a human girl
Who wants more from this frozen world.
I wish for warmth dearly
Which only happens so rarely.
I think about the time has passed -
About the few people who could last.
I wish this would we live in
Didn't have so much people who cause sin.
Why must we live this way?
Why cant the bad simply pay?
I wish the good would not suffer any more
For they are our only cure.
The pure and innocent are gone but few
One shall save us, and get us through.
I
Why the *losers* shall rule the world by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Why the *losers* shall rule the world
Knock me down, I dare you.
Tell me it's stupid; you want to.
Explain to me why it is unreasonable.
Go ahead; I don't care anymore.
Want to know why?
Because, when you knock me down
I'll come back up stronger, and faster
With each passing kick.
So my dream is stupid, huh?
Then why is it I who exceeds,
And it is you, who fails?
It sounds unreasonable?
Well news flash, this is life!
Since when has life ever been reasonable?
I can say a thousand words
About why dreaming is important.
Why it keeps us going.
Why I know, I will exceeds in life.
Want an example?
Why, look at that girl over there!
She was a loser, a no one.
And n
Always Remember
That you are loved.
That you will be
Missed.
Remember that
Self-destruction
Does not solve all
Of your problems-
It only creates
More.
Remember you
Are never alone
That there is
Always someone
There to guide you
Whether it is your
Best friend,
That annoying guidance
Counselor at school,
Or even a simple
Pen and paper.
Remember that
Your problems are
Shared.
That there is
Someone out there
Who feels the same.
Remember everything
Your teachers have
Taught you.
They are important
Weather you know it
Or not.
Remember this poem-
As stupid as it may
Seem.
If you don't
It is fine
But do not f
What is love?
Love is companionate and kind
It is strong yet gentle.
Love is not jealous or boastful
It is not arrogant or rude
Love does not insist on its own way
It is not irritable or resentful
It does not rejoice at the wrong...
But rejoices at the right.
Love is not given through money...
it is given through friendship and trust
Love is reliable
it does not go away easily.
Love is not ugly
but beautiful in every way
If you let it through...
it may just change your life.
Love bears all things.
Believes all things.
Hopes in all things.
It endures all things.
Heartless world
Heartless people
words shouldn't mean a thing.
The Shadows of my heart
eat away the light
Idiot
Bitch
Bastard
Words shouldn't mean a thing.
They tear away confidence
that has long past been gone
The words are just words
you tell yourself
they don't mean anything, right?
Wrong.
They hurt.
They bring tears.
Suffering pain each day.
Why do people do this?
What is the fun in it?
Is it because they are bored?
Tired?
No.
It's because they love the feeling.
The feeling of being in control.
The feeling of kicking the weak to the ground.
It's horrible and disgusting.
But it's life.
Life we live in.
The lif
Beneath the Surface (prologue) by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Beneath the Surface (prologue)
Heart pounding.
Mind racing.
Lungs bursting.
Who the hell is this guy?
The coppery smell of blood filled my nose. The heat of the flames scorching my skin. The screams of death rang eternally in my ears. Make it stop. Make it stop. Just make it stop! I collapsed into the cold, damp cement ground. On my hands and knees, which were shaking, and my vision was blurry. I panted like a worn out dog on the hottest day of the year. The only thing that had kept me alive this long is because I ran, and now even that was gone. Move, I command my body. God damn it, move!
But I couldn't. I was too weak. Thoughts of death consumed my mind.
Then I hea
Shadow Of the Day (freedom) Prolouge by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Shadow Of the Day (freedom) Prolouge
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Sam slams his alarm clock and woke up immediately. It was 12:00 A.M. He quickly got out of his warm, cozy bed and grabbed his boots. That night he didn't bother getting into his normal night clothes. Instead, he put on a black t-shirt with matching black pants, jacket, and combat boots. He pushed back his hair and grabbed a baseball bat before he left his room from the window, and just before he left, he looked back at his closed, and locked, door. "Sorry mom, but I gotta do this." he muttered, and jumped out of his window, grabbed onto the branch of the tree nearby, one handed, and fell into a crouching position. He got up
The other side
When times are tough
And you don't know what to do
That's when the other side comes out
In makes no sound
You can't see it
Nor hear it
But it is there
It is unique
It is different in every person
The other side does not fight
It does not do anything for anyone
It is nothing
Nothing; Nothing
That is what it is
It is a feeling you get
Yet no one knows what it is
It is nothing
The other side
~Anonymous
Prolouge (have not thought of a name yet) by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Prolouge (have not thought of a name yet)
"Bow down before your king, woman! Humans such as yourself do not deserve to live like the dark and light worlds!" the evil king of demons, Zoroth, exclaimed, standing tall to be intimidating. He was very vexed that this stupid woman would not listen to him, as all of his other subjects have.
"Never! Neither you nor anyone rules me anymore. Today I shall stand free, if not, I am dead," the woman told him boldly. She could be no more than twenty-four years old.
"Then you are foolish." he told her, bringing up his shotgun.
She looked into his eyes, showing and feeling, no fear. She did not even blink. "You will kill me, and I will be free. M
The Falling Angel's Choice by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
The Falling Angel's Choice
The falling angel
Is losing her battle.
The battle to destroy
The darkness inside.
Her once pure wings
Turn black form the
Darkness inside her
Soul. The purity gone.
She weakens with
Each year and battle.
Each thought of hate.
Each hope of illness.
She does her deeds
For good and once
In a wile, light grows.
But darkness comes back.
The darkness will
Always come back
To her. No matter
How hard she may try.
She is falling, falling
Falling. The light
Is fading, fading,
Fading. Not yet gone.
Is there hope, Angel?
Does your soul Create
Too much darkness,
Angel?
Or will you fight harder
Not give in to darkness.
I wish upon a star
The one that is much too far.
I wish for the holy light
To guide me from the awful fright.
I can wish all day long
Is that really oh so wrong?
I am simply a human girl
Who wants more from this frozen world.
I wish for warmth dearly
Which only happens so rarely.
I think about the time has passed -
About the few people who could last.
I wish this would we live in
Didn't have so much people who cause sin.
Why must we live this way?
Why cant the bad simply pay?
I wish the good would not suffer any more
For they are our only cure.
The pure and innocent are gone but few
One shall save us, and get us through.
I
Why the *losers* shall rule the world by AngelofNight13, literature
Literature
Why the *losers* shall rule the world
Knock me down, I dare you.
Tell me it's stupid; you want to.
Explain to me why it is unreasonable.
Go ahead; I don't care anymore.
Want to know why?
Because, when you knock me down
I'll come back up stronger, and faster
With each passing kick.
So my dream is stupid, huh?
Then why is it I who exceeds,
And it is you, who fails?
It sounds unreasonable?
Well news flash, this is life!
Since when has life ever been reasonable?
I can say a thousand words
About why dreaming is important.
Why it keeps us going.
Why I know, I will exceeds in life.
Want an example?
Why, look at that girl over there!
She was a loser, a no one.
And n
Always Remember
That you are loved.
That you will be
Missed.
Remember that
Self-destruction
Does not solve all
Of your problems-
It only creates
More.
Remember you
Are never alone
That there is
Always someone
There to guide you
Whether it is your
Best friend,
That annoying guidance
Counselor at school,
Or even a simple
Pen and paper.
Remember that
Your problems are
Shared.
That there is
Someone out there
Who feels the same.
Remember everything
Your teachers have
Taught you.
They are important
Weather you know it
Or not.
Remember this poem-
As stupid as it may
Seem.
If you don't
It is fine
But do not f
What is love?
Love is companionate and kind
It is strong yet gentle.
Love is not jealous or boastful
It is not arrogant or rude
Love does not insist on its own way
It is not irritable or resentful
It does not rejoice at the wrong...
But rejoices at the right.
Love is not given through money...
it is given through friendship and trust
Love is reliable
it does not go away easily.
Love is not ugly
but beautiful in every way
If you let it through...
it may just change your life.
Love bears all things.
Believes all things.
Hopes in all things.
It endures all things.
Heartless world
Heartless people
words shouldn't mean a thing.
The Shadows of my heart
eat away the light
Idiot
Bitch
Bastard
Words shouldn't mean a thing.
They tear away confidence
that has long past been gone
The words are just words
you tell yourself
they don't mean anything, right?
Wrong.
They hurt.
They bring tears.
Suffering pain each day.
Why do people do this?
What is the fun in it?
Is it because they are bored?
Tired?
No.
It's because they love the feeling.
The feeling of being in control.
The feeling of kicking the weak to the ground.
It's horrible and disgusting.
But it's life.
Life we live in.
The lif
I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.