They say healing is from within. Why then does my heart feel dead?
Lost diaries of Dean Olsen
Nope, definitely not. Not archery. Nope, never. I don't even want to see an arrow again in my life. Nah, just no. I stood up and watched Brianna holding back her laughter. I shot twelve arrows, six didn't even hit the target board. The few that did were so far apart, I would have been laughing if I didn't fe
No one knew I wasn't in control of my body when I fought the first wave of demons. But when Brianna cried out, I took over immediately and became The Harbinger of Doom myself. I stifled the demon, using his own powers. I guess, love indeed, does wonders. This, is my long road home. I miss him. I miss him with every breath I take, every sound I make. I miss the one person who could complete my sentences, the one person who knew what I was on the inside. I miss him every day and sometimes, I can't even eat. I wonder daily, if there's a heaven. And, if there is, is he there?
I need solace,A place to call home.A place to curl up and cry,And never have to wipe the tears,Before anyone sees.I need a little more help,
WORDSThose words broke me.I can't explain,How I felt.So I'll use words,And I
NOT ALIVEThey tell me it gets better,It's just a phase.But what phase is this?An eternal one?
I see my future,I see the light.I see the love,I see my goal.I see the fire that lies dormant,
FOR YOUI write this for youI write this so you'd knowThat only one.One. Completes me.