Writing since I was 10. I write for my own enjoyment, I'm not trying to impress or please anyone. Enjoy :)
If music be the food of love.... Play on.
Growing Up I feel as if Ive gone through a metamorphosis. But not as the caterpillar into butterfly thing. More like a butterfly into a bat.
Cheating Death There she walked down death rode. Cheating him again and again, Death did not like to be cheated."I'll get you one day and when that day comes I will not come silently." She was a slippery one. Death could grab her, but could never pull her into his clutches. She was a strong one, cheating death. "What have I become?" she asked herself looking in the mirror-blood dripping down her wrists. She let out a final scream as Death took his hold on her. For death was always right. She did not go silently.
