[asteric]Thru the night I see the light
Shining from the neighbors windows
I dream of life where I'm safe
In a home were I am not alone
Someday I will lay me down
On the grass where everything is greener
It always seems so good on the other side.
Prolog: have you ever walked down the street in the middle of the night
when its raining and listened to every sound around you? The sound of
your feet hitting the road... the sound of your breath tracing the air... the
sound of the wind hitting everything around it slyly. The sound of the
raindrops hitting you and the ground... while the darkness creeps slowly
around...
Jamie lies on her bed. Her stomach is facing the slowly turning ceiling
fan and her eyes are staring at the ceiling. She turns on her right side
to look at her little alarm clock that her grandmother got her when she
was younger. It read 2:30 am. She couldn't sleep. Her eyes hurt but she
stood up and walked out of the room and down the hall... slowly stepping
down the stairs and out the door grabbing her hoodie. She slid the hoodie
on over her head and slid her hands behind her head and under her hair
and flipped her hair out so her hood was not on top of her head. It was
raining but Jamie didn't care. She loved the rain. She loved the
darkness. It made her feel better about herself. Cause the rain and
darkness wont judge her, and every time a raindrop hits her it's saying
something, its talking to her. Unlike anyone she knows. She placed her
cold damp hands into her pockets and started walking down the street.
After awhile she stood in the middle of the street silently. She slowly
flung her head back and closed her eyes and held her arms out. She
imagined herself flying, far away, away from everything and just starting
over. She is so sick of everything. She wanted everything to be over
with, she wanted to escape. She thought of the only way to do that...
suddenly... she dropped her arms and flung her head straight up and opened
her eyes and she saw something dark come toward her and push her over to
the ground and drag here into a dark corner. And still she didn't say a
single word... she stumbled over her feet a few times as the object dragged
her carelessly. She kept her head down to the ground with her eyes open,
slowly starting to cry. All of a sudden she felt the pressure of being
slammed onto a brick wall. A mans face came into view. He reached into
his jacket pocket and pulled out a gun.
[Flashback] (Jamie is 15 years old... this was only a few months ago.)
She reached into her desk and grabbed something shiny and cold... staring
at her hand quivering slightly she cried as she stumbled to sit down on
her bed. Her fingers fumbled all over the object as she cried. She took
the object and placed it on her wrist. A razor blade. The cold metal
stung her soft skin as she hesitated and sung the metal into her wrist...
missing; she bled and bled until her father rushed her to the hospital.
She wanted to be with her mother. She didn't know how to escape...
"KILL ME" Jamie shouted at the guy. "JUST GO AHEAD AND KILL ME, PUT ME
OUT OF MY MISSERY! NOTHING I DO IS RIGHT, NOTHING I SAY PLEASES ANYONE, I
WANT TO BE HEAD!" reaching out her wrist facing up. "slit my wrist of
slit my neck, shoot me in the heart or stab me in the back! I don't care
what you do." She starts crying hysterically. "I just want to be dead..."
she says now quietly. He threw her to the side muttering to himself. She
gets up and walks away silently crying...
[asteric]smile empty soul- "the other side"
Shining from the neighbors windows
I dream of life where I'm safe
In a home were I am not alone
Someday I will lay me down
On the grass where everything is greener
It always seems so good on the other side.
Prolog: have you ever walked down the street in the middle of the night
when its raining and listened to every sound around you? The sound of
your feet hitting the road... the sound of your breath tracing the air... the
sound of the wind hitting everything around it slyly. The sound of the
raindrops hitting you and the ground... while the darkness creeps slowly
around...
Jamie lies on her bed. Her stomach is facing the slowly turning ceiling
fan and her eyes are staring at the ceiling. She turns on her right side
to look at her little alarm clock that her grandmother got her when she
was younger. It read 2:30 am. She couldn't sleep. Her eyes hurt but she
stood up and walked out of the room and down the hall... slowly stepping
down the stairs and out the door grabbing her hoodie. She slid the hoodie
on over her head and slid her hands behind her head and under her hair
and flipped her hair out so her hood was not on top of her head. It was
raining but Jamie didn't care. She loved the rain. She loved the
darkness. It made her feel better about herself. Cause the rain and
darkness wont judge her, and every time a raindrop hits her it's saying
something, its talking to her. Unlike anyone she knows. She placed her
cold damp hands into her pockets and started walking down the street.
After awhile she stood in the middle of the street silently. She slowly
flung her head back and closed her eyes and held her arms out. She
imagined herself flying, far away, away from everything and just starting
over. She is so sick of everything. She wanted everything to be over
with, she wanted to escape. She thought of the only way to do that...
suddenly... she dropped her arms and flung her head straight up and opened
her eyes and she saw something dark come toward her and push her over to
the ground and drag here into a dark corner. And still she didn't say a
single word... she stumbled over her feet a few times as the object dragged
her carelessly. She kept her head down to the ground with her eyes open,
slowly starting to cry. All of a sudden she felt the pressure of being
slammed onto a brick wall. A mans face came into view. He reached into
his jacket pocket and pulled out a gun.
[Flashback] (Jamie is 15 years old... this was only a few months ago.)
She reached into her desk and grabbed something shiny and cold... staring
at her hand quivering slightly she cried as she stumbled to sit down on
her bed. Her fingers fumbled all over the object as she cried. She took
the object and placed it on her wrist. A razor blade. The cold metal
stung her soft skin as she hesitated and sung the metal into her wrist...
missing; she bled and bled until her father rushed her to the hospital.
She wanted to be with her mother. She didn't know how to escape...
"KILL ME" Jamie shouted at the guy. "JUST GO AHEAD AND KILL ME, PUT ME
OUT OF MY MISSERY! NOTHING I DO IS RIGHT, NOTHING I SAY PLEASES ANYONE, I
WANT TO BE HEAD!" reaching out her wrist facing up. "slit my wrist of
slit my neck, shoot me in the heart or stab me in the back! I don't care
what you do." She starts crying hysterically. "I just want to be dead..."
she says now quietly. He threw her to the side muttering to himself. She
gets up and walks away silently crying...
[asteric]smile empty soul- "the other side"