The white walls confine us. Keep us in this place. But one escaped, the voices told her how.

Dear Kyle, It's been a long while and you still haven't written back. My parents say you'll never write back, that you're far away in Heaven. I heard that's where angels go, but the thought still confuses me. What I want to know is where this Heaven is. It makes me sad, Kyle, when you never told me you were leaving. But I'll keep waiting for you. I'll always wait for you. Your best friend, Amy * In which a little girl writes letters to a little boy. Mind you, these letters are in a kid's POV, so the prose isn't going to be as strong as my other stories.

Ćømpłěţěď "I knock on your door, See blood flowing on the floor, But when I realize, the blood isn't mine, I come back for more." Many people write poetry about how happy they are, how content they are with their life. But what if you aren't? What if the only thing you fear is oblivion? That's when the dark thoughts kick in. That's when Dark Days start. Those are the days you suffer. Those are the days you don't feel like yourself. Those are the days of Darkness. Here are the poetry of the Days of Darkness . #14, #12, #11, #8 in What's Hot list in poetry. Book rank in poetry:#412 #269 #215 #139 #97 #95 #79 #77 #22 #31 The credit for that awesome cover goes to @pythagoraswasadouche

There are so many Reasons Why I Love You . . . . pls dont copyright bc im working so hard on this ff eventhough there lot of grammar erros and spelling errors .