Part Two: Lock and Key by ShineeSerenDipity, literature
Literature
Part Two: Lock and Key
Two men, big, burly guards, brought Kenna through the double doors fighting. Biting, kicking and screaming, she was much more animated now than when they had captured her. The men half walked, half dragged her down a long white corridor for what felt like forever to Kenna. There were barred doors every few feet, and the stinging smell of alcohol disinfectant flooded her nose. The two guards who secured her on either side didn't even flinch as she struggled for her freedom, they just stared ahead with blank expressions, marching silently. The white washed walls of the corridor glared at her under the florescence, making the barred doors more e
I sit high up on the hill, looking down on my carnival of a world that has fallen into a sort of a calm chaos. Things are still running twenty-four seven, but it is as orderly as it can be. The wind is blowing, telling me that things are in motion here; it occasionally whips my hair into my face, but then blows it back so that I don’t have to do anything about it. I sit here absently mindedly dragging my fingers through the tangled locks of my damaged blonde puppet. Once again he was attacked by something in my world that I cannot control. This time was worse than it has ever been. He is cracked, and limbs are missing, and he has multip
Why do I try?
Why do I do what i do?
What do I do?
And why do I do it?
Why won't you do anything?
Why do you just stare as I scream?
Why do you NOT care?
Why do you just hurt me constantly?
WHY?!
Why do I try?
Why do I do what i do?
What do I do?
And why do I do it?
Why won't you do anything?
Why do you just stare as I scream?
Why do you NOT care?
Why do you just hurt me constantly?
WHY?!