My Name Is...A Story by FireFly
I wrote this one night at work....I'm not sure whereit came from, but here it is. Blantant honesty.
My name is Chelsea. People say I have everything going for me and wonder why I'm not happy. I'm going places they tell me. I'm pretty they say. So why am I pessimistic to the extreme? Why do frown lines crease my fagile skin more deeply than lines of laughter?
Everyone has their s**t they say. Yes, that's true. My problem is that I let mine affect me. I can't just smile and say, "Oh well, there's always tomorrow(:". Thats not how it is for me. I starve my troubles and engrave them into my skin forever. The good things I have seem forever shaded beneath the darkest shadows of past lives and beliefs. Darkened waters are gilded with silver and shine red in the moonlight, as haunted and suspicious whispers echo in my footsteps, penetrating my shabby armor. I rush to my blacksmith to attempt a patch-up before a full-scale breakdown of protection occurs... Sometimes, he's too late, and the whispers hiss through flesh like burning waters. How can I defend against such an assault, much less daily? How can I pretend the burns dont leave permanent yet invisible scars?
But I'll hide behind this fierce facade, knowing now why the unnoticed wind sighs to the trees in the deepest depths of night.
© 2012 FireFly
Added on August 30, 2012
Last Updated on August 30, 2012
AboutI'm a college sophomore who loves to write. I also like strawberries, sunshine, running, reading, and music of all kinds. "Sleep perchance to dream" more..
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