5th grade school assignment ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Where I'm from I am from dryers, from dishwashers, and air conditioning. I am from the gallows under the sun, (yellow and glistening on the top of my head). I am from the bleeding heart and the azaelia bush whose petals will linger on the ground. I am grom chlorine and flexie materials from Inuyasha and Yusuke. I am from the hands on and hair up from my way or hit the highway. I am from the Lord who died for my sins and will come back for me. I am from Bob and Cindy's branch from marshmellows and fresh popcorn. From my grandma's heart string that connects to me. On my bookshelf is a scrapbook, overflowing memories, of all the i was and have become, and will be that my grandma saved for me. I am from music a gift given to me just waiting to happen ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7th grade ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sleepless Sleeping hours come, and sleeping hours go. But one still stirs as she rustles in her bed, sleepless, but not dreamless. She's daydreaming. Daydreaming about the life she cannot have. She dreans of being happy and not having to wear a happy mask. As sleeping hours go, she goes through the motions daily. As night comes, she get's to have her daydreansm those sleepless dreams that may never come true. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12th grade (which is current and the better stuff) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I hold it in my hand, I hear its whispers calling me. I feel it's sharp blade resting in my hand. Looking at it, just sitting there in the palm of my hand. As the reflection of the light hits the edge just right you can see the sharpness. Thinking of the pain it would bring, I draw the blade to my leg. I gently place it there feeling the cool metal against my warm skin. I start to slide it across my skin and the pain soothes the inner pain in my chest. The blood starts to flow from the cut and drip down my leg. One cut is never enough. As I go along, I begin to cut deeper and deeper. The pain in my chest lingers but the pain in my leg is stronger. I don't stop. I go on. Maybe if I cut enough, deep enough, i'll fade into the blood drops, trickling down my leg. I let the blade retire as a dull blade, and I fade back into the blackness of my room, as the cuts bleed through the sheets as I sleep. Finally relieved. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I lie in bed and the silent screams begin to fall as unnoticable tears. No one would ask nor would I tell whats brought suck pain as the hours begin the dull. When I leave this room my silent screams still call but no one hears them as I begin to fall. It has been so long and no one has noticed with no one tell my time is here the excitment begins to swell I stare at the method and my thoughts begin to wander to remember the days when things were fonder My thoughts travled back to the unwinding road of where the fond times all head lead me My method takes effect it happened again it shows im a failure and nothing more will alter My heart begins to think my thoughts megin to swell the silent screams will continue for a little while now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She pulls her knees in tight to her chest and holds her legs in cloae to her. She tries to hold herself together. She can't. Her heart breaks and her tears swell. Her thoughts beging to eat her away. Something shiny catches the corner of her eye. Her vice. It keeps her sane and even eases the pain. She wonders if she can fight it. The pain keeps growing her doubts fill her mind. She decides against it She thinks I am better than this I can fight it. Her positive attitude aspires her to stop. But before you know it, she's at it again, Cutting and mutilating her body like she'd never stopped before. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I wrote this for LockedInside! :heart: She's my fiancée. I love you, baby. She's more beautiful than the sunset on the beach She's more beautiful than the blue, blue sky. She's got the scent of beauty, the eyes of chocolate, the hair of silk the lips of an angel and the face of perfection. I can't stop looking at her I can't stop thinking about her I can't stop being there for her and I can't stop loving her. She's the love of my life the girl of my dreams the light in future and the girl in my heart. Who's this girl you ask? She's the girl I'm to marry, the one I love so dear, the one I can't be near. No matter the distance, no matter the time I will always love her and she will always be mine.