Black Veil Brides "Knives and Pens" OFFICIAL VIDEO

poem number 2 :D :D :D :D :D

the wind is whisting through the trees,
the moon shining so bright,
grass dancing in the wind,
the sound of owls flying away,
smelling the wonderful air,
seeing the beutiful stars,
knowing the sun is going to rise again,
he open your eyes,
and start the brand new day,
your up and ready to go,
the birds singing as you walk down the road,
chipmunks skattering in front of you,
hearing the school bell ring,
you start to run through the nice fresh air,
knowing that you are going to be late,
you walk through the door to only seeing 3 people,
you walk to class,
when you take your seat your ready to daydream,
what you daydream about is up to you,
school is finally over and you start to walk home,
wondering about what you will dream about tonight,
you go to bed and close your eyes,
waiting for a new day to begin :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

what kind of hero will you be?

Stormy dark and lonely. Nothing can come between that. People say I need a hero but I think they’re wrong. I know I can take care of myself. I just hate people who think I can’t but they should know I can.

Sitting alone in the dark forest with poems and paper flying everywhere. Nothing looks bright. The moon shines through the broken hearts and the darken trees. Scary sounds coming from every deletion while the owls sing. Smelling the blood that drips from my arms. I hear screaming all around me but I don’t know where it is coming from. I don’t know what I should do. Maybe people were right maybe I do need a hero. No no no no I don’t need one I’m just fine.

Hours and hours have passed and I still hear the sounds of the night. I look at a picture of me and you. I start to cry and I start to drop. I taste the blood dripping from my mouth. I see the pool of blood in front of me. I don’t know what I did or how I did it.

Razors and knifes everywhere. Used and bloody I smell them. I’m wondering why I did that. Why do I feel so much pain and why do I feel so sad. Maybe I do need a hero. No. why am I thinking like this. I shouldn’t need a hero or anything. Why I mean why.

I sit there and think. I think about what I am doing and I think about why I am doing this. Why? I turn to look at the sun rising in the darken forest. I look at my cuts and think it's time to stop with all of this. I am not only hurting myself I am hurting everyone around me. But I don’t care I never did. This is my body and my feelings no one else. They can just suck it up and leave me alone. They just can go!

Walking towards the deepest part of the forest I see an old broken stump and decided to go sit on it. Thinking and wondering.  I didn’t know what to think about or what to say to myself. I barely knew how to not trip over everything including thin air.  I still didn’t know how to even say those big words like complicated or inspiring.  So how would I even know how to stop what I am doing or be a “hero” to myself? Mumbling words that no one could hear I finally said “I have to stop”.


I start to walk out with pride knowing I just saved myself. I am a hero to myself. OMG I am a hero to myself. I can’t believe it. I walk to my best friend ever and smile and tell her what I have done. she smiles back and gives me a big hug of happiness and joy. I went to bed that night dreaming of the best day of my life.

short story. random

A strange man stumbles into the hospital covered in blood. He’s scared and seems as though he isn’t quite aware what’s going on only that some man with a knife was chasing after him. Jim quickly takes charge as Melinda, at the hospital visiting Jim, sees a male ghost who warns her that nothing they do will help or save him. “He’s a dead man.” The hospital identifies the man as Robert Wharton and they discover that although the blood on him was his, his injuries were minor - no brutal knife slashings as he was afraid of. When Jim tries to talk with Robert, he once again is unsure of what’s happening to him, what he’s seen or what he’s done. He keeps having images of a woman being slashed but he can’t remember anything. The only thing that is sure is that Robert doesn’t seem to be able to fall asleep. The male ghost visits Melinda again and she, Eli and Ned try to figure out what’s going on. They finally locate Robert’s girlfriend and father. His girlfriend had been very worried about him, having seen a change come over him in the last few weeks where Robert had been agitated and acting strangely. His father admits that Robert was adopted and Melinda discovers the male ghost who’s been haunting around is Robert’s real father. He’s staying close to Robert and keeping him from sleeping. From his medical records, they find that Robert may have inherited a fatal disease from his father called Fatal Familial Insomnia which renders the body incapable of falling asleep. Robert’s father had it and had started to see “demons”. When his mother tired to help, his father killed her, slashing her with the aforementioned knife in Robert’s visions. The hospital does tests on Robert and they discover he doesn’t have the disease and the “demons” that Robert’s father’s ghost was fearful of were not going to harm him. His ghost found peace thanks to Melinda, and Robert was finally able to get some sleep.