Shadows of the Past by Kayla Stiles (buy e reader txt) 📕

Chorus: and she cries,
Oh daddy please come back!
Mommy doesn’t mean the things she said.
I still love you daddy.
Right here is where you belong!
Oh daddy please come back.

10 years old and she gets her first taste
Of what freedom’s like.
She hops on a bike,
Her mother beside her.
Her mother suddenly releases her grip
On the bike seat.
And she goes flying down the street.
The wind whips through her hair.
And all she can really think about
Is “Why aren’t you with me daddy?”
And she cries

Chorus: oh daddy please come back!
Mommy never meant those things she said.
I still love you daddy.
Right here is where you belong!
Right here is where you’re needed.
Oh daddy please come back.

Age 21 and she walks down the aisle,
Her mother walks by her side.
A man smiles at her,
Tears in his eyes
As she walks towards him slowly.
She herself has tears in her eyes,
As the realization comes
To her with such brutal force.
Her daddy’s not coming back
For her ever again.

Deals with the Devil

12/6/11

There she lurks,
In the shadows of the night.
Her light-skinned body
Is shrouded in the black of night.
She crouches in the shadows,
Hiding from the rest of the world.
Suddenly, she steps in a puddle.
The small splash echoes
Around the area,
Bounces off the walls
Of the surrounding buildings.
She freezes in her tracks as
The sounds of vicious barking
And ravenous howling
Fills the alleyways,
Totally surrounds her.
Terrified, she books it down the alley,
Back the way she came.
The howls come closer and closer
As she pants and gasps,
Racing through the maze of streets.
Suddenly, she can feel the hot breath
Of the beasts on the back of her neck.
One grabs her ankle
In its mouth and
Drags her to the ground.
She screams as she falls to her face,
Rolls over and stares into the
Blazing red eyes of the hell hounds.
Then they begin to bite at her.
They bite deep into her flesh and muscle,
Rip her apart, tear her limb from limb!
They rip out her throat and
Make her cough up blood.
Within minutes, she is dead.
The hell hounds leave and
Once again, she’s alone.
This time, lying in the shadows,
Stomach ripped open,
Drenched in a pool of her own blood.
So, just a suggestion,
Never make deals… with the devil.

Death

3/23/09

Blood spilling, gushing, pouring.
Pain ending, dying in short, quick heartbeats.
This is what I see at least 3 times weekly.
My hope of a future, my despair as it leaves me.
Potions, herbs, spells, and hexes. What I’ve turned to instead.
Prejudiced, hateful, non-understanding people,
Everyone surrounding me, smothering me, stilling my heart.
Trying to learn, paying dearly for my attempts.
Failed attempts to break the skin,
Sitting in a corner, separated from everyone.
Can’t keep a relationship, can’t get one either.
No one seems to like me;
A psychic, a loner…a weirdo; a freak.

When will this pain end?
Once I am dead.

Death of Love

12/7/09

So lonely in this world, everything going dark.
Feeling so dead, so alone, so unnoticed.
Having no voice, nobody hears me, I’m just a shadow.
I wonder, if I died, would they even notice?
My life is no life at all. I am just…an empty shell.
Always being used, always being cheated, lied to, framed, ignored.
Hating the world’s cruelty. Despising my assigned fate.
Too weak to fight anymore, too strong to die.
This harsh universe can and will NEVER accept me
For just who I am, for ME!
My hope’s spiraling down, my family doesn’t trust me.
My mom’s getting remarried and I don’t know what to say or do.
I just feel so hollow, so empty.
It’s all my fault They're going to end,
And there’s just nothing I can do to help it.
I thought he loved me, but he’s just another phony!
Another boy who saw my profile and told me lies he knew I’d believe.
Why does this keep happening to me?!
Oh right. That's why.
Because I believe too much and yet nothing at all.

The Deathly Coldness Inside

I fall to the ground again
In despair as I lose my faith.
I’m bound in one thick chain.
Bound from my life, full of hate.
Once again, I’m full of an aching,
A painful yearning that just won’t
Go the fuck away. Leaves me craving
For a life that better suits me, a life that won’t
Leave me all alone in this world,
With no hand to hold, no voice to cry with.

This is what I look like
As I lie on the ground like
The rotting corpse that I am
Like the soulless creature that I am.
This is the Deathly Coldness Inside of me!

I see you once again in my dreams.
You're standing on the edge of a cliff,
Preparing to plummet into the shadow realms.
I’m reaching out to you, up on the cliff.
Trying to get you to come back down.
But I miss, and there you go,
Freefalling to the cold waters below. You drown,
Leaving me to fight all alone, until I do
The unthinkable. I take a blade
And I end the suffering, just to join you, my beloved.

Deceit (The Picture of a Broken Heart)

4/25/12

She sits in the corner of the room,
Hugging her knees to her chest.
Two separate black rivers stream down her face
From her black-shadowed blue eyes.
Her black-painted lips quiver slightly
As her long blonde hair falls in front of her face.
Her shoulders hitch up and down
With each great heart-felt sob.
She’s the very picture of a broken soul.
And it’s no thanks to you.
You who broke all your promises.
You who gave her wings of flight,
Then snapped them when it hurt the most.
You chose to pull all your hurtful bullshit,
The same time that everything in her life was falling apart.
The same time her stepdad filed for divorce,
The same time she was assigned 4 assignments due the same day,
The same time she did not have you by her side.
And now you never again will be by her side.
Her smoking has gotten worse,
Her depression and anger issues have exceeded her limits.
She’s lost one of her best friends
And she’s done nothing but hurt other friends.
And push them all away.
She feels so alone, now that you’ve chosen
A plant over the love she has to offer.
She feels like you’ve ditched her,
Just left her out in the dirt to rot.
She feels like she no longer matters.
You never glorify her
The way that you glorify your precious drug.
She no longer feels like you care about her,
As much as you care about Weed.
You’d rather have both, or just weed,
Than have the one you supposedly loved.
She still wears the things you’ve given to her,
But they hold nothing but painful reminders
Of the good past you and her shared.
They serve no purpose but to
Laugh in her face and constantly remind her
Of the thing that which she cannot have.
Of the love she’s never allowed to touch.
The love peacefulness that will never
Again be within her grasp.
She’s forever alone now
And you don’t give a damn.
You promised her forever
But now it would appear that forever may be never.
You’ve left her out to jump over the cliff
Of life, to forever be hurt and alone.
Why would you do that to her?
Oh. I know.
You do it out of selfishness.
But if you’re not careful,
You shall lose her forever.
Unless that is what you want to happen.
All she ever uttered was, “I love you”.
And now