Wrote In The Sunset

Sunsets

All I hear are screams, beyond the horizon. It scares me really, am I insane? Or could something really be hiding behind those glorious sunsets every night?

I, Evie am one of genuine curiosity, anything can spark my imagination in seconds. I'm simply the loser at school, I mean I used to get along with everyone, but that damn ex boyfriend ruined that with rumours and lies. I'm definatly a musician, I love the beat of the drum in my heart, the sound of a bass when I have a headache or I'm focusing, the melodic voice ringing through my mouth in class........ Wait class?

"Evie, I suggest you leave you voice at home when your pretending to be a dying cat, there are people trying to work!" I sink into my seat lowly, a red blush wiping across my face as I hear some snickers and laughs throughout the class. My eyes turn to the books on my desk, ripped and torn from my dog. Yeah like the dog totally did that Evie, nice try. My thoughts consumed me slowly but very noticeably, my eyes drooped a little as images of my past came through. The lyrics of my own song ringing through my brain, as memories flooded me. On an empty road, singing our favourite songs and stars.. Lighting up above our heads, wearing smiles that grew.. I know something you do too, it's the fact that we are running away. And I'm doing it for you..
Tears blurred my vision. It used to mean so much to me, well that was when what he was, meant so much to me. He can run, he can hide, but he can't hide from the truth and the truth will one day be revealed, leaving him as a small coward, hiding behind his little innocent (slut) of a girlfriend.

My red eyes snap open, not tired but fuming. I grab my books and walk out of the room as calmly as I can so no one can suspect the rage burning through my veins. Cold, ice pale hands grab the handle of the girl toilets and I walk through before scanning myself in the mirror. Brown, medium long hair, white skin with rosy cheeks, black eyes that could easily remind you of the demons roaming inside of me. Red lips. Long nails. Frowns. Dark clothing. Dark demeanour of Snow White. That's all I could be counted as. My past determined how I am now, I lost my mind, although I'm perfectly fine, I'm screaming inside. My scent smelled of strawberries and cream, and my makeup could have been counted as modal worthy, but only I could see myself for what I was; if anyone else could figure me out, I'd be surprised. Meanwhile, my hands runs through my thick hair while I breathe peacefully as my thoughts go to rest. Don't count on it sugar, it won't last long.

Consciences can always be right, intuition right?

Bella busts through the door only to shout swear words at me, bring me down even more.
"You didn't deserve my freaking brother, cos your so selfish, and he's better than you"
"I mean seriously?! He put so much into you slut and all you could do was stand around and watch him suffer!"
"He cried for you! He fought for you! He did everything for you, you lil whore!"
As my demons fight to come through, my angels tell me to keep calm. Although they can't stay strong for long.....
"You think I was selfish? Oh please, if he was your so called Angel like you make him out to be, why the hell do you act like he's the worst thing that happened to you!? If anything I was the only fighting while he went whoring around Hun!"
Shoving her against the wall, I could feel my fingers run along the blade in my pocket, before temptation gets the best of me, I let her go and walk out.

It's crazy to fight the dark inside of me, the screams that built up inside of me from the sunsets. It's called sunset dreaming, you can escape the world or you could let it get the best of you. It could build you up or tear you down. I still don't know why I hear the screams, the groans in agony as I look into the bright colours. I don't know why the water goes calm to rough in seconds, or why the wind fights me to stay away. Yellow should signify happiness yet it seems as if it is a person shining bright but inside is so dark. Orange: the Autumn colours, joy and fun, but while someone could be that, they could be dull and lonely. Red: fire, burns and keeps other warm, but really feeds on the trash that people feed them. Blue: oceans, so calm and peaceful, but really a storm and hurricane. Green: trees, they can grow so tall only to be cut down so others can be happy. It's crazy the ideas that could keep my juicy curiosity burning.

But the serenity of a sunrise keeps me going. Makes me remember I've made it this far.
You can make it to the sunrise - our last night
I really did, but how many others did?