Im a new co-author on this blog and I'm so excited to join you and express my passion of writing.
My type of writing is very different from Stephanie's, my pieces mostly are deep and emotional but have a message at the end but sometime I like to be dark. I hope you enjoy my work also checkout another blog I'm in called Life In Fiction.
~Sabrina Black
“ The cries of the Soul”
Whispers of the dark call to me
Whispers of the dark call to me
Its cries pierce my ears
No one can save me
From this eternal bond of hate
My eyes are weary, I’m blind by lust
My eyes are weary, I’m blind by lust
The room is gray brick walls; it spins and
sways from side to side
The room is gray brick walls; it spins and
sways from side to side
My head turns heavy and throws its self to
the floor
I can’t move my body is paralyzed
I can hear the sweet soft rain pound against
the walls
I can hear the sweet soft rain pound against
the walls
Reminds me of music, but the sweet rain is
only the music I’ll hear
Reminds me of the music, but the sweet rain
is the only music I’ll hear
I’m utterly alone in a pit of despair and
grief
No one can save me
Cries of hate call to me
Whispers of the weary spin against the grey
brick walls
Despair and grief is the only music ill hear
The sweet rain pounds against my head
No one can save me
Picture: "Tired of Being Alone by ~Brute-ua on DeviantART." Tired of Being Alone by ~Brute-ua on DeviantART. N.p., n.d. Web. 05 June 2013.
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