They show you the pool with water so crystal clear so ice cold, so blue you stare at your reflection in amazement. It’s a hot summer day and your body drags you to the pool. They tell you how much fun it is to swim, to jump right in and your body instantly tingles with excitement. They forgot to mention it can kill you, drag you down to the bottom, and fill your lungs with the tingle from head...

Everyone makes mistakes except I feel mine are worse, and it doesn’t matter how many times I say I'm sorry it’s as if the words don’t mean enough when I say them.Like I’m trying to say so much more than I’m sorry. You have no idea how shitty I feel. Its right when my life starts to get better there I go messing it up again.Truly I’m a monster inside my own body, destroying my future...

You can hate a person just by looking at her/him: the hair, the smile, the look, the clothes. Anything can trigger negative feelings. You just have to go with that flow and any proof that person is not horrible will have no influence on you.I don’t know if we could say a good thing about every person we’ve met so far, maybe they haven’t impressed us in a positive way, but we can most...

Such a glossy texture, almost like glass; it’s a window into your soul. Breeze flows in and out, making the curtains dance around the dark deep pure pupils.Your window looking out into a bright dark blue shade of sky with little dotted cotton clouds. It’s a lazy day cuddled up inside a cocoon blanket on your bed looking out at the sun rising not having to get up just laying in bed stretching...

The wind blows outside my window and I hear the squeaky gate open and close violently. I’m inside all alone and yet I feel like there isn’t enough to hold me to the ground, that at any moment my wings will spread and I will take flight wherever the wind might take me I shall go explore. We are always scared at what could be something amazing, or in fact it could be dreadful. I’m not sure why...

Have you ever just stood still? Stopped take a breath and look around you, how many of the face’s that pass you every day do you actually know?Everyone seems to have a place to go or something to do even someone to talk to. I don’t, I fear I never will. Locked away in the same room for two weeks, the air gets vary stale, tastes like saltine crackers.When I first saw my walls I thought they...

You want to know, I suppose, what turns a nice guy like me into a cold blooded murderer, to hold someone’s life in your hands, to be in control. There’s always that moment of acknowledgement between a killer and their victim. That instant when she realizes your power, and she looks at you and you look at her, and she pleads with her eyes, she begs for mercy, for her life. And you have a split...

Have you ever seen a tree get yanked up from the ground? I don’t mean one of the little young sprout trees; I mean a full grown adult tree. It’s an adrenalin rush for me, mixture of sad, curious and art. You wouldn’t understand unless you saw it. The sad part make’s me feel like I am watching someone get murdered like watching the tree get it’s head pulled out from the rest of its body...

Summer time I can feel the warm air surrounding my body, the warm heat seeping into my skin. When I was little I would spend my whole day outside soaking up the sun and sucking down as many popcycles I could get my hands on. The cherry flavored ones were always my favorite. The way they stained my lips blood red made me feel like I was older with bright colored lipstick on. Now whenever I taste...