Hey, I’m 13. My name is Iris and I love to write about sorrow and love that ends in hate. I’ve been in love one time and she used me and was never real and I was in love with one other person that lived far away and I was trapped in a collapsing cave of my love for him……so its easy for me to write about love that ends in hate. I love writing,music,books, and stimulating conversation. I have a complex and very strange way of viewing things, and I strongly believe in all the evil of the world. My name is Iris and I am alone.
“There’s no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that’s in your way.” Marilyn Manson
Stories
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Dark...
Somedays I do honestly just want to give up, for all of these trials filled with lies and hate have left me weary and uncertain in my ability to trust. I wonder how much longer it will be until the glass is full, and I drown in all my sorrow and choke ...
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Mine
While I watch him sleep his sweet silent slumber, a calm happiness and light warmth flows through my once cold black veins; knowing that this beautiful amazing human being is alive, breathing, and mine makes me feel a sense of placidity that I never fe...
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Ashes
I’ve always wondered why everything’s ashes are always black and gray when they burn; everything is just as hot, just as cold, just as black, and just as lifeless in the end. No matter how ugly, vulgar, ignorant, or evil this being once was...
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Unwanted and Despised
A thick, black, sweet puddle of my own vile blood has formed on the bathroom floor, and my ugly frail wrist is engraved with the thoughts that torment the depths of my splintered heart; I am inevitably repulsive and horrid. My own mother wishes to slay...
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Diseased Desire
As his strange and delightfully rotten words overwhelm my blackened mind, a pleased expression creeps its way onto my flawed face, for even the slightest rememberance of anything that he has let slip off his tongue fills my body with horrible pleasure ...
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Sickest Love
Such a horrid and dull day it is, for cold fresh rain is drizzling outside and the same boring drone of people and life surround me; I am drowsy and long for something that will fill my day with exquisite happiness. As I ponder every possible thing tha...
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Hopelessly Sane
As I try to comprehend these strange, violent thoughts and emotions that are swarming through my dark mind like a large bunch of blood thirsty mesquitoes, I use the lot of my strength in order to attempt to obtain my sanity, but everything around me gn...
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Sadly...I'm Living
I’ve died so many times; the pain of losing his crystal blue eyes has always been too much for my fragile heart to bare. Why did the Lord smite him before me? My eyes must have bled a million times since he was stolen from me; I continue to bleed...
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Iniside the Dark...
When the moon rises and a black shadow is cast called night, my head ducks, and my body quivers; I am terrified. I’m not petrified by the dark itslef but what is silently waiting in the dark. The evil cowards use this black blanket as their cover...
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Changes to mind
While he sleeps, a thousand different thoughts slash through his beautiful mind; he wonders why his world has changed with such haste, for only a short while ago did his dreams and thoughts consist of his daily account and emotions, but now thoughts of...
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Lonely Blood
As I press the deathly sharp knife into my smooth fragile skin, I continue to think that if I bleed enough and carve the right words into my flesh that she will finally care for me; I want her to tell me that she loves me. When the black line of poison...
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Love from Afar
When the time comes that I will finally get to lay my eyes upon him, it’s inevitable that my eyes will be brighter than ever before and the largest smile will sprout upon my lips, for I love him more that my own breath, and no one has ever made m...
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The Girl and the Sea
As the beautiful girl with the deep entrancing green eyes stared at the sea, she wondered if the vast ocean was evil and powerful or innnocent and magnificent. Then, she thought that perhaps this vast space of water was both; it would engulf anything t...
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Stolen Love
When I’m feeling dark and alone, I simply think of her and all the pain becomes instantly numb; the great pain that has swallowed me whole because of her new hate towards me only stays dormant for a short while, for I love her more than the poiso...
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Alone
As I weep on the inside, my lips show a smile, yet on the inside I am rotting. If you look deep enough into my eyes, you will see scratched, broken, and sorrowful eyes, for the eyes show even the deepest buried pain; they are transparent. Eventhough ...
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