Flamedragoness

You are crying your eyeballs out. You miss home but then you have just been told you are not human. You have been lied to all this years by the people you thought you could call your family. You covered your face with your hands. "Hey, -------, are you okay ?" You decide to look up and you see the vampire king standing in front of you. You moan. Of all people, Marshall Lee had come in here. "You knew, didn't you!" you shouted, looking up at him with puffy eyes, red from crying. Marshal Lee lifts his hand up in a defence motion 'No, I had no idea, serious' You go back to your original position, hands on your face and back crouched, sobbing. Y

I love to cut myself At my wrists, elbows. Anywhere the knife can reach Now I am looking longingly At a blade It's just sitting there Calling me I can't help myself I grab it and slit at my wrists At my fingers It feels so good Matching up with What I am feeling inside But oh, someone came to ruin it And took me to that hospital I had come to hate so much Because I have been there many times They are telling me to Talk it out and stop cutting They want to help me solve my problems But cutting is how I do that So I block it out like my past And think of where The blade was put last

It starts with a 'crush' Then you think it has turned into love At least that is what you think. Then you begin to see that person everywhere You start to long The long twisting and squirming at the boundaries of your mind You still think it's love Then it burrows into your mind and consciousness Destroying most of it And you want to do everything To keep the person By now, you have figured something is wrong But it is too late Madness has taken over the leftovers If the person ever loved you It is now gone As he doesn't recognize you anymore And when you have been consumed by this madness Then someone shall give you it's name 'Infatuat

Have you ever wondered, Is life real? That the very threads of your existence, Are just as imaginary as a dream. They are calling me mad, crazy, But has this idea ever been caught? In the very depths of your mind? I do not know. But if this life is truly a dream, We should live it on, And hope to wake up soon.

"No" I cried in horror as I watched Magneto hold Charles by the neck with his telekinesis. I felt like choking my heart out. Magneto had already defeated all the others and she could not stop him as she couldn't. "But am I even trying" I asked myself silently. I looked at Charles pleading desperately for air with his blue orbs. I breathed in. I summoned all of my anger and fear the situation was causing me and saw my hands glowing. But they were not yellow like before. They were white. And then I dared something. I summoned my hidden love for Charles. The sky turned red and I felt something, strange but nice, overtake my body. I looked down

She was tired of everything. Her mind was giving out. She screamed and ran outside, into the rain. The cold contrasting with the scalding, choking heat of her body created an effect that allowed her to finally think clearly. About why she was in this state in the first place. It had started when the x-men had a public conference to talk about themselves and the extent of their powers. She had been invited. When she made the long list of her powers, someone came from the crowd and told her her parents were dead. The crowd heard and despite her pain, they started calling her a witch and started throwing things at her. She hadn't been able to ta