It Is Within Us All

It's the work of the weak that brings us all down,
Society cannot function by itself without a united strength.
Those who need to stand must stand,
They must grow the strength within them,
They must prove they are truly strong.
Once they do such then society is at it's finest.
A strong hold and firm held front.
We function.
We live.

*applause*

Random No Title Story
Serenity sobbed quietly in the chains that held her to the frosty concrete wall she leaned against. Her bare skin was practically glued to this wall and the stone cold floor. This area was all she knew, this cold was all she felt, this sadness was all she could feel...ever since the day He took her. She hadn't seen it coming, she was just walking down the street...and then He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into His car. That was the last time she saw the sun...the warm light, the brisk color of it. She has been in this room, basement...hell she didn't know where she was. But she has been here for what she thinks may be a good five years. Her mommy and daddy must miss her, her brother might even. She didn't know...she's been away for so long.
"Why cry honey, we always have so much fun."
Serenity's voice caught in her throat and she felt His hand warm on her throat. It was time once again...

Reminds me of "Scream" by Avenged Sevenfold.

Never heard that song.

"Scream, scream, scream,
Like you would if I ravage your body!
Scream, scream, scream,
Like you would if I ravage your mind!"

I'm typing a story about Kaido now.
Short and sweeeeet.

Do I not get a story?
I feel so unloved...

Kaido held the gun firmly in his hand, unable to move. Fear held his body still at the thought of his attacker finding him where he stood. He could hear their heavy breathing, which held back laughs of enjoyment. Laughing at his fear, laughing at how close he was to losing. He clenched his fist tightly and close his eyes for a moment.
"No...I won't lose here, I won't be humiliated like this..."
Kaido turned the corner and held up his gun, ready to shoot. But it was too late. His attacker pull the trigger and you could hear a loud laugh.
"I got you Kaido!! Loser!!" Kyira said as she stuck her tongue out and waved her water gun around in the air.
"Damn it...you did... I want a do over!"
Panduh smacked Kaido in the head. "In a water gun fight there is no do over! She beat you now be a woman and take it!"
Bella clapped gleefully from a few feet away. "Kaido got wet, Kaido got wet...oh god...Kaido got wet!"

That made me laugh soo friggn' hard...
*whew*
That is now like, the main article for the forum on our wiki.
((In progress, I'll tell you when I'm far enough along.))

xD I has to admit, I lulled too.

I can feel the despair, the anguish, the frustration. I stop and listen, agreeing.

Of late it's harder just to go outside.
To leave this death race of hatred, so alive.

Yes, humanity is something of wickedness, isn't it?

Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay.
Killed by the weakness but forced to return. Turn it off.

Oh, if only we could indeed turn it off. But would it not bottle up and condense into unbearable levels? We shall see.

I watch the stars as they fall from the sky.
I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying.
I feel the fallen stars encircle me, now as they cry.

All too often.

Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes.
Post-human extinction excels, unrecognized.
Feeling surrounded. So bored with mortality, I decay.

The gift of words. The gift of knowledge. The gift of truth.

All of this hatred is f*cking real. Turn it on.

All too real.

It won't be all right, despite what they say.

No, not at all. It's too late to make it alright.

Just watch the stars tonight as they disappear, disintegrate.

Because of (our) mistakes.

And I disintegrate, because this hate is f*cking real.
And I hope to shade the world, as stars go out and I disintegrate.

I believe we all wish to shade the world as we disintegrate. It seems as though no difference is made before.

I won't be alright, despite what they say.

We know not to listen. We know not to heed their words.

Just watch the sky as stars go out.

One final time.

You guys make me want to give up writing.