Troubles

Everyone has pains of the heart and they all handle them differently.  Some close up and try to suppress it while others just let it all out hoping they will get some sort of resolution so they can move on.  Does anyone know why things that happened in the long past that you have moved on from can get re lit and become just as intense if not more so than they would before?  Does time truly heal all wounds or or just hide them enough so others can get a semblance of peace?  How do you console someone so hurt, you can never really understand why they feel what they do even if you have been there yourself.   I really don't feel that time heals wounds but  just makes them worse.  The only thing I have found that helps is the love and support of friends, with out that then what else is there?

Runes

I have followed the use of Runes by others yet they never seemed to really work all well to me.  As of late I have felt the urge to try again and every time I pull it is right on, the skeptic side of me is having a hard time with that one.  

The End

It's scary how you can be doing your normal routine in life and one chance happening can come down and destroy everything.  Your life as you know it is over.

Whispers

Walking through the halls I hear the echoes of every step.  Taking pleaure in the lonelyness and letting it fill the voids left in me.  Being ripped asunder thousands of times over the century has left me intolerable of any of their minor annoyances.  There was an unexpected result, it left me stonger mentally and greatly reduced the trivial emotions that others have come to hold dear.  They are weak and so easily influenced, their frail flesh and timid minds will be of use to me yet.  

Wait what is that, that noise... no... whispers.   How could they have found me, they have been silent for so long.  The nonsensable mutters behind me, I just want to be alone.  The anger and haterid is growing.  Must I sacrifice more of them to quite the wispers, they come to me.  I will destroy them, no I will convert them and have them suffer along with me.

Feeling Alone

I feel alone, not in a physical sense but in another.  I have several sides to me that all form together to define who I am.  One of those sides feels alone, I have no one to relate to on that aspect.  At this time it does not appear to negatively affect me but, I am unaware of the long term outcome.  I guess time will tell if I learn to just cut that side out all together, maybe that will make me more normal.

Predictions

I don't think I am that predictable, you on the other hand think that you can read me like an open book.  I admit there are things about me that you may be able correctly predict, but you are often wrong.  Why should I tell you of your mistakes, you don't handle fault well.  I can hear it now, some subterfuge gurgling from your lips as to how you really understood and that this was all in your plan.  If I am to discover things about me on a daily basis how can you know what lies beneath.  It is all just a cover, to shield your own inadequacies from carnivorous eyes. Confidence is the shroud of the weak.