Amniesia Stories

The birds did not sing. The leaves did not rattle. The wind did not blow. All was silent. All but one. I was the only on that inhaled a breath. That breath was stolen. I stole the breath that belonged to him. To Simon.

Most of my bottled up emotions are taken out on others through anger. Now I have decided to put it all into poems. I don't care if you don't read them but if you do, then I would like it if you tried to put yourself In the persons shoes. Tell me what you think.

Between Morphine shots, Aurora Skye relives her dramatic past year in a spell bound coma. What would you do to survive? Find out what she did as her world was turned upside down and all around