Pen and Paper
The room spun
hands over my face
the screaming in my head
just got louder
"What does it want?"
my ears started to hurt
"Why won't it stop?"
pressure in my head building
I opened my mouth to scream
silence
the voice stoped
and laughed
"No one can hear you,
your mine,
my puppet,
my toy!"
I droped to my knees
pain shooting through me
not a sound excaped me
"whats happening!?"
Then I find pen
paper
I start writing
the voice unable to stop me
I write with passion!!!
I write in bold
I write with lines
it cant stop me
Apathy blocks my voice
the guard on my heart keeping all inside
but the pen breaks through
and tells the whole story
by
pillowfangsposted on 05/08/2008
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