The nightmares are coming, my child, and you should be afraid. They come suddenly, and silently, and swiftly. They steal you away, submerging you in their sinister slights.
The nightmares are coming, my dear, and these you should fear. They'll carry you away, cripple your mind and crush your will. And you can't escape their claw-strewn clutches.
The nightmares are coming, little one, and you really should run. They come with intent to kill and clamber towards you. Crying won't save you, nor calling, nor keening. You can try to crawl away, but do not doubt that they will catch you.
Beware the nightmares, my child. For now, they come. Heed m
I Want My Name to Stop Bleeding by wickedlysecret, literature
Literature
I Want My Name to Stop Bleeding
I want my name to stop bleeding.
It won't.
It just keeps gushing blood, every time I look at it.
It never ends. It drips the blood,
oozing it from every pore of its essence.
The puddle underneath is running every which way,
small rivers of blood flowing out and away from their source.
My name grows paler every day,
losing its life, losing its meaning,
losing itself.
I fear soon my name will cease to exist;
just hovering there will be the empty shell it once filled.
Please,
make it stop.
Make the bleeding end.
Lie, Lie, Lie. All he does is Lie. All she does, all they do, all we do is Lie. Lies everywhere, everywhere. When don't we lie? When is honesty really important? lie, lie, lie. What happens when we lie? How do we lie? Why do we lie? Lie, lie, lie, lie. Lies everywhere. When, who, what, why, lie, lie, lie. Lying kills, lying hurts, lying, lying, lying saves, lying cures, lying, lying, lying. When do we lie? lie, lie, lie. lie. lie. We lie. Because. There's no reason. We make up the reasons. We lie to ourselves so that we can lie to others. lie, lie, lie. lying is nonsensical. lying tries, lying itches, lying dies. lying keeps growing and shrin
The nightmares are coming, my child, and you should be afraid. They come suddenly, and silently, and swiftly. They steal you away, submerging you in their sinister slights.
The nightmares are coming, my dear, and these you should fear. They'll carry you away, cripple your mind and crush your will. And you can't escape their claw-strewn clutches.
The nightmares are coming, little one, and you really should run. They come with intent to kill and clamber towards you. Crying won't save you, nor calling, nor keening. You can try to crawl away, but do not doubt that they will catch you.
Beware the nightmares, my child. For now, they come. Heed m
I Want My Name to Stop Bleeding by wickedlysecret, literature
Literature
I Want My Name to Stop Bleeding
I want my name to stop bleeding.
It won't.
It just keeps gushing blood, every time I look at it.
It never ends. It drips the blood,
oozing it from every pore of its essence.
The puddle underneath is running every which way,
small rivers of blood flowing out and away from their source.
My name grows paler every day,
losing its life, losing its meaning,
losing itself.
I fear soon my name will cease to exist;
just hovering there will be the empty shell it once filled.
Please,
make it stop.
Make the bleeding end.
Lie, Lie, Lie. All he does is Lie. All she does, all they do, all we do is Lie. Lies everywhere, everywhere. When don't we lie? When is honesty really important? lie, lie, lie. What happens when we lie? How do we lie? Why do we lie? Lie, lie, lie, lie. Lies everywhere. When, who, what, why, lie, lie, lie. Lying kills, lying hurts, lying, lying, lying saves, lying cures, lying, lying, lying. When do we lie? lie, lie, lie. lie. lie. We lie. Because. There's no reason. We make up the reasons. We lie to ourselves so that we can lie to others. lie, lie, lie. lying is nonsensical. lying tries, lying itches, lying dies. lying keeps growing and shrin
The nightmares are coming, my child, and you should be afraid. They come suddenly, and silently, and swiftly. They steal you away, submerging you in their sinister slights.
The nightmares are coming, my dear, and these you should fear. They'll carry you away, cripple your mind and crush your will. And you can't escape their claw-strewn clutches.
The nightmares are coming, little one, and you really should run. They come with intent to kill and clamber towards you. Crying won't save you, nor calling, nor keening. You can try to crawl away, but do not doubt that they will catch you.
Beware the nightmares, my child. For now, they come. Heed m
Hello, everyone! I’m wickedlysecret, also known as Emi. I'm a junior in college, and I just wanna give a quick “about me”. I’m an English and Secondary Education major at my university. I love to write; that’s gonna be the majority of what I post on here, is stuff I’ve written. I also post pictures on occasion, either pictures from places I’ve been or cosplay shots. I love anime, and I cosplayed for my first time at ACen 2011 as Russia. That’s currently my only cosplay, but I do plan to get more. The other thing I love is music. I was in band from age 8 to 18; that’s 10 years, man, and I only stopped because my university doesn’t have a music program suited for me. Feel free to contact me! I have an aim (wickedlysecret1) and a yahoo (wickedlysecret), and I also have a twitter (wickedlysecret), a formspring (emichama2010), a livejournal (wickedlysecret), and a tumblr (wickedlysecret). BUT!! If you’re gonna add me to your IM list, please write a message or something telling me you’re from dA or whatever, because otherwise, I’ll just deny the request.
Favourite Movies
Most Disney Movies, Most Miyazaki Movies, Peter Pan
Favourite TV Shows
Doctor Who
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Pink
Favourite Books
Eyes Like Stars, Dreaming Anastasia, Sherlock Holmes, classic Fairy Tale Books
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allan Poe, Melissa Marr
Favourite Games
AssCreed, Minecraft
Favourite Gaming Platform
XBOX 360
Tools of the Trade
pencil and a notebook
Other Interests
writing, reading, music, coloring, anime, Harry Potter
So uh, yeah. Hey. I'm making a journal. lookie here.
I don't really have much to say. Everything I ever have to say I say on my tumblr.
Um.
I started school? i have only a few writing ideas, but it's hard to write lately. i'm dreading my future impending papers this semester.
so yeah. I'm alive. i've been posting a couple things. check out my tumblr if you really care about my absence, i guess.
-Emi
stole this from one of the several of my friends who did this.
Yes, i'm still alive. Yes, I havent done anything for a good few months. Yes, my only updates have been cheesy journal memes. do i want to do something that is NOT a journal? yes. yes I do. do i have anything to post that fits that qualification? no. no i do not. so for now, here's my 2011 meme. happy new year.
I confess that in 2011 I...
(x ) stayed single for the whole year
( ) kissed in the snow
(x ) celebrated Halloween
( ) kissed in the rain
( ) had your heart broken
( ) broke someone else's heart
( ) had a stalker
( ) went over the minutes on your cell phone
()
Loner
[/] You don't have very many friends. ((at school))
[ ] Often times, teachers forget your name.
[x] You were always picked last for kickball.
[/ ] You don't like to talk a lot. ((again, at school))
[x] You tend to avoid mass social activities.
[ ] You don't participate in any extracurricular activities.
[ ] All you wish for is to move away or get a fresh start.
[ ] Your friends have blown you off before.
[x] You sit alone in most of your classes.
[x] You have a feeling that once you leave high school or college, nobody is going to remember you.
[x] You hold interest in activities that other people find strange.
[] People do