

The Darkness in me Dark.... it's so dark here.The Darkness in me by ~angelus-12
Inside of me... too dark.
Sad thing is,
I don't even know what it is that's dark...
My heart?
My mind?
Or maybe I'm just blind...
I don't know, I can't tell at all.
But I know I don't like it, this darkness...
I need...
something.
Something to get rid of this horrible, crippling darkness that eats me, consumes me... buries me. I'm scared, terrified... save me. I'm afraid of this darkness within me... I Fear it, because I love it. It's strong, powerful within me. I use it, to protect and keep those I love safe... But it's eating me, and I know it. Just like back then... when she still had hold o


Goodbye I'm sitting there cryingGoodbye by ~angelus-12
Don't know what to do
Wishing and knowing
I cannot help you
There is no hope
That is all gone
I pick up the phone,
Please help me Jon!
She's hurting,
She's crying,
She's suffering!
She's suffering I'm done!
Dying and hurting
I can't let this go on!
Please wake him up,
We need a ride.
While I wait,
I prepare to say goodbye.
It's so hard,
It hurts,
I'm dying inside.
But I'd rather do this
Then watch you suffer and die.
Still I try,
to say goodbye.
I hear the honk,
I still don't feel ready.
I pick you up,
My heart feels so heavy.
You can't even stand,
You won't take a bite
I know


Numbers How old are you Grandad, she asked.Numbers by ~inkandstardust
I said I was twenty-two.
She didn't believe me.
She was six.
With that pink hat she lost
In the town that's dead now,
That graveyard of the recession.
And on my centenary
I received correspondence
From her majesty
Who said I could start my birthdays again.
Don't be silly, she said.
Maybe she did believe me.
I dreaded the day that she would know.
Know that I had lied.
She wouldn't be six for very long
And that hat would get left behind.
How old are you Grandad, she asked.
I said I was seventy-eight.
Shouldn't you be thirty-four, she said.
No, but my hip is nearly five.