Samara
She had happiness
But it was stolen away
Hid away alone
In a hellish concave
Surrounded by faded toys
And paintings of smiles
She could never share
She loved her mommy
But this man who called himself her father
Was her captor
I hate you
She whispered into the night
And although he couldn't hear
He felt it burn in his mind
I
Hate
You
But words weren't enough
It got so cold
She could never sleep
With the sounds of the horses
He
Deserved it
It was
Only fair
She filled both their minds
With images of her own nightmares
The nightmares of he had caused
Rightful suffering
And now they were even.
Hello, this is not Emily, it's Lilith Lunatic. Emily never has the guts to post her own stuff, so I'm starting to steal it and post it for her. She's kill me if she knew what I was doing, so don't tell her. I'm trying to get her to be more confident and post stuff, but she's just so… wussy, I suppose. Well, review and surprise her!
