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by BeautifulxMess Sep 7, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The pieces of the glass keep falling as they cut into my skin. I see a million faces one by one. It's my own reflection. My fingers bleed yelling and screaming as I hit the floor. Strange voices come out of no were. I can't tell what they are for. Small words at a time or two. I stand up, and yell, "Who are you!?" Nothing, then a dark shadow swishes by me. Calm but scared looking into it, but not knowing what it could be. Black horrid creature; we stare face to face. My eyes won't turn away from such a disgrace. It comes closer and closer. My heart beats faster then ever. I reach my hand out to look who is beyond this fearful mask. I pull it off with a sudden gasp. I feel my eyes cold as ice. The one behind is me. I shake my head, and say "How could this be?"I've been haunting myself for all the years. I'm the reason for the nigh mares, and shredded tears. The voices in my head were me, and all the times was threatened now I can see. For all this time my nigh mare was me. The thought of me really liked that is really scary. It's all over, but there is one more thing last. i must kill the one Behind the Mask *This was written a long time ago(by me) so just to let y'all know this isn't me now.