Nov 16, 2004 16:08
Laura walked along the hallway, draped in sorrow, afraid to look onto the man she once knew for safety.
Her fingers scraped the walls, ripping her nail from the flesh, her eyes glowing with rage now kindled the flame of death, weary and ready to strike. The tears dripped from her cheeks, silent drops after silent drops, hittin the floor with a flutter of pain. She missed love, more than anything in the world, She missed being held and being someones lover for once... (i'll continue later, i fear i have become overwhelmed by the blood running from my wrist..i cut alittle too deep this time.)