Too Late He knocked on the hardwood door. "Izabella? It's just me, David. Can I come in?" There was no reply, just defining silence. He knocked again, but like before, there was still no answer. David flung open the door, knowing immediately that something wasn't right. Izabella lay there, on the cold floor, motionless. Blood dripping off of her crimson colored wrists. He sank to his knees and held her as hot tears streamed down his face. "I'm too late," he whispered quietly to himself. He held her in his arms as he shook uncontrollably. Blood pooling beneath them both.

In The End I'm the end, You won't be remembered. In the end, Your not even a memory. In the end, You are only dust. In the end, Your #life no longer matters. In the end, It's #life or death. There's no in between.

Tombstone Tie the knot, tie the noose. Here we lie, in love and truth, in a coffin built for two. When all that's left, Is skin and bones, I'll still have love for you. Rest in Peace, rest with me. Through the dark, and through the light, I'll hold you close, I'll hold you tight. Forever yours, forever more, forever more. So close your eyes, for one last time. If tonight we fall asleep, I'll pray my soul be yours to keep, to keep. -New Year's Day

The Arsonist T-take a #life H-homocide E-execute the target A-another dead body R-run as fast as you can S-surviving on instinct O-one shot N-no going back I-ignite the fire S-silent but deadly T-the clock is ticking

The Sun Goes Down Bright colors lit up the sky as the sun set on the horizon. Pinks, yellows, oranges and reds were blurred together like oil colors on a sky blue canvas. White clouds decorated the sky in huge puffs of cotton candy. Trees looked as if their branches were limbs, reaching for the never ending sky. Twisted branches blocked some of the view of the sunset, only adding a dark and eerie look to the picture. As the sun set, stained glass eyes looked above from the roof. Sitting crossed legged in ripped up jeans and a white over sized t-shirt sat a young girl. A soft wind blew a few strands if bronze hair away from her face. Hazel orbs reflected the landscape, yet the picture didn't describe the way she felt. A deep, dark void filled her heart to the brink. This was her escape though, the only bit of happiness she found was at sunset. For it was the little bit of light that was seen in the dark abyss of sadness. The temporary feeling of comfort before the demons took over. Once the sun disappeared, so did all the hope she ever had of being okay.