I Tried To Kill My Dad

A couple of weeks before Halloween my sister and dad went out to do some shopping. Meanwhile I stayed home because I didn't feel like going out and I had homework so I used homework as an excuse to keep to myself. Soon after they left I did my homework that didn't take long to finish and I fixed me a big bowl of ice cream and sat down and watched some TV. As usual there was nothing good on, and being that it was October many of the movies were horror movies. While flipping through the channels I came across a movie that I think was one of the many Texas Chainsaw Massacres. The small segment I saw had girl who looked to be 19 or 20 years old who was being chased by a guy wearing a human flesh mask made from her boyfriends own flesh. Needless to say I changed the channel rather quickly. After flipping through the channels a few more times I gave up on the TV and decided to go ahead and take a shower and settle in for the evening.

Comforting Darkness

Falling silently into the depths of tearful despair,

feeling so alone, broken, and hidden from joy.

My heart solemnly cries out a yearning plea,

but my voice so mute scampers away to darkness.

I hide within my pain safely surrounded in sorrow,

just a cowardly soul trembling, too afraid to escape.

Broken spirited I sadly rest upon bruised knees,

kept bound inside a never ending nightmare.

Held captive by my own sense of failing worth,

my resolve to heal is becoming withered and torn.

My shattered fingernails both bloodied and tired,

walls surrounding me are scratched, deeply stained.

Curling into a ball I face the solitude of the corner,

my back facing the a world that has been left behind.

I hear distant voices whispering a melody of peace,

but all I know is the comfort of this darkness.

-Jaime