Chapter 1
Faith's POV
I threw the toy at the floor, it was wooden and ugly, I hated it
"I hate it!!!" I screamed at no one in particular
Everyone was gone
My mum
My dad
My siblings
Everyone
The ashy smudges remained on my cheeks, remaining evidence of the tears that followed after watching my parents and family burn, the sounds of them screaming still rung in my ears
It just played over and over like a scratched CD
breaking my heart even more with every passing moment
I allowed the tears to finally fall
i had only cried four times in all of my 17 years
--a heart breaks another time
shattering beyond repair
hurt seeping through the cracks
filling the day with pain
crying out for help
needing reassurance
silence only sees you
sees you in pain--
the poetry begins
it wont stop
--eyes burning
tears flowing
heart breaking
panic setting
fire burning
ash swirling
losing control--
i knew I would never be the same
never
the fire had scarred me for life
and it had broken me
--the storm finally appears
masses of destruction in it's midst
kiiling many in it's path
the tears of pain that follow
breaking a heart so dear
ashen cries of sadness
killing all hope given to those that wait
pain an tears
cannot compare to loss
a shattered heart
dull eyes
sunken features
the horror and depression
hurt will never vanish
only comes back harder
hurtful vision
painful dreams
crazed memories
tainted love and broken appearence
