Owned

My days are empty. My life from sun down to sunset consists of this curse that I am forced to live with until I am pulled from my misery by the sweet release of death. Day by day my sleepless form powder on what my life once was. Constantly trying to relive memories of the past to feel again and be whole.


I know that before I was this monster I am today I lived a good life. One with friends, school.....boys. A normal life. A simple life that I was at peace with, loved but hardly remember. Though, late at night, with wide eyes glowing in the darkness I always feel consumed in memories come to be in flashes, none of which are clear.


But that life is dead and gone as is my soul. The old me is gone. The girl with the typical life and minor problems who was gullible and so unaware of the dangerous the outside those in it possess- she is no longer. Yet I pay for her si- my sins every moment of my meaningless existence. I should've listened and not been stubborn but its always too late for regrets. The mistakes have been made- were made the moment I looked into the emerald eyes of the beautiful stranger.

1. Disasters

2. Why didn't he stay?