1 Name: Seven Oh Seven : 2017-02-13 19:16 ID:pxde0MxG (Image: 236x257 jpg, 11 kb) [Del]
She has trekked through the vanity of the privileged in the desolate valleys of hell.
The shock of death is only the prick of a pin, as she has become used to the sensation of it.
How close was she to death, dancing on the trapeze's thin confidence.
Oh how she wished for a miracle to happen,
"Good or bad- anything could've been better than this" she would whisper fainter than the winds cry.
While most know of her truth, none shall take any notice-for it proves too tedious to partake in her tragedies.
Such selfishness they portrayed in her fragile moments, casting aside the good deeds she had tossed every which way like bread crumbs to the gluttonous geese.
So now as they bend beneath themselves like trampled on grass she can't help but blame their thin support on herself-for the help she has given must've not been enough.
Maybe she should've given more,
Maybe she shouldn't have given at all,
Either way it turns to be her own tragic fault.
2 Name: Meow~Chan : 2017-02-13 19:29 ID:Xk0nNLZC [Del]
But someone came
They picked up the good deeds she dropped
And carried them in their hearts
They walked into that dead pit she walked
And picked her up
He said with a smile"thank you"
And the girl cries
This was the first time someone respected
Her good things she created
The boy smiled and said" even the small bread crumbs
Can feed an entire army"
3 Name: Meow~Chan : 2017-02-13 19:33 ID:Xk0nNLZC [Del]
Even if the world hates you keep being good. Someone will eventually come along and walk with you. Because we might not remember what that person did but we DO remember what we felt. Just keep going. Life is harsh but we are not alone.
4 Name: SolidusSnake92 : 2017-02-13 22:20 ID:hPzK/hsK [Del]
I love this!
5 Name: Seven oh Seven : 2017-02-14 15:45 ID:I0Fx2av7 [Del]
Life is harsh but we are not alone.-
Though this proves to be her truth, it stings more than any snakes lie.
She did not deserve the attention the world had given her, and she was desperate to prove it.
From small misdemeanors like smoking, to stealing money for her newfound addictions- the girl was pleased with the horrid masterpiece she had composed herself into.
Others around her had taken notice, pointing their fingers like bullet point guns-
"no one's to blame but herself" theyd say, but pitiful self reasurrance was nothing but paper in the face of fire.
The good fruits go bad, and the bad go rotten.
There's no way around the truth, the world has no good- and what we remember will never stay fresh.
6 Name: Meow~Chan : 2017-02-14 19:36 ID:2LtCaTwW [Del]
Aww but you see. Even the rotten fruits can still have a little sweetness to them. All they need is a little help. And that is us. WE are the boy who saved the girl. AND WE are the ones who will save her again. Fruits may get rotten but cut them up, boil them, cook um, and add vegetables then there. They will taste as good as any fruit.
