Arwa Alshoaibi مشرفـة عـامـة
كيف تعرفت علينا : ............ الكــلــيــة : ........ القسم ( التخصص ) : ....... السنة الدراسية (المستوى الدراسي) : ....... الجنس : عدد الرسائل : 12959 العمر : 35 الدوله : بعيييييييييييييييييييييييييييييد العمل/الترفيه : القراءه والاطلاع على كل جديد المزاج : متقلب المزاج نقاط : 18850 تاريخ التسجيل : 16/04/2010 : :قائمة الأوسمة : :
بطاقة الشخصية التقييم: 10
| موضوع: Sadness and the happiness الأربعاء ديسمبر 22, 2010 4:46 pm | |
| I don’t look for help and it doesn’t find me. Help never saves me, my sanity usually does. Love rarely finds me either I just trip and brake my neck on it over and over again always feeling more dead inside in the end. Love and me kind of hate each other because rejections my best friend and sadness is my sister. We all live in a house together and envy and anger come over every once and a while to make trouble with sadness. She’s always attempting suicide, it’s the most annoying thing ever. I’m always asking her “Why can’t you jut get over things?” and she starts to cry. I need to get out of this house but they locked all the doors, they can only slither their way out through the keyholes, I on the other hand can't. I mean even the windows have bars. Happiness stops by whenever sadness gets sick, the house is cool for a few days then it gets crazy again. And I’m just there dying with the house, the walls feel like they’re falling in. Everyday stuck in this house I pray for them to kill me. But no, I'm forced to live another day to put up with rejection and sadness tantrums. Happiness will stop by again I’ll beg for her to stay just a few more days. She does but soon it subsides she leaves and I die. Metaphorically speaking because I know better then to try and die like sadness and plus anger and lust would kill me if I tried. They can’t stand sadness either. I watch them come and leave still making my plan to escape but still not knowing how. Fear stopped by and the house turned black and white and life got a bit cloudy and sadness attempted again. I just went with anger to the hospital and listened while she told sadness off. My head, hands and feet held by chains. Envy holding the keys. I just give up and go home with them. They lock the door and I stood with rejection sitting with love. They try to rekindle they’re love but once sadness come home it’s over again. I told rejection I wanted to leave the house. She told me I held the way out. I didn’t understand what she meant. I don’t have a key or any key to any door in this house. She pointed to my head and my heart its in there you’ll find it. I sat with lost on my bed he weaved in and out of my vision quickly disappearing then coming back he wasn’t helping my contemplation so I told him to leave. He yelled its right in front of you you’re so blind. I went over to my desk and took out a small box inside it was a shriveled heart. My heat. I took a pen from my desk and stabbed the heart until it opened and there I found my key. I ran to the door sadness chasing after me come back she called you can’t leave! I ran and opened the door and slammed it into her face. I could hear her sobs as I ran into the blackness of this unknown world. I collapsed onto grass as it started to rain. I felt the water drip onto my skin and found happiness not far off sleeping under a tree. I finally was free. [/center][/size] | |
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