The voices of the past
Are drowned by the sound of rock and roll
She turns up the volume
Just to find some escape
Wondering if things will ever go back to normal
The leaves are falling to the ground
Hinting at the changing of seasons
This used to be a time where she would be outside
But know things have changes she'd rather stay alone
And avoid those angry confrontations
That are going on underneath her bedroom
*Crash*
Something breaks
She's willing to bet it's another dish
But isn't curious enough to investigate
She is silent but troubled
She knows things have changed
And maybe not for the better
I don't want my voice drowned in the crowd
I want to swim against the currents
In the rough and stormy waters
No holding back
Just me in a place
To speak my mind
To be able to do what I want with my life
To become me in every aspect
I have cried
But there's no shame in tears
I have laughed
And enjoyed the good times
I've sufferd we all have and all will
At some point and time
Some say one day I'll have a family
But after seeing my family
And pay attention to each of their individual stories
I honestly can say I'd be fine alone
So where does that leave me pray tell
I look to the stars for some hidden sign
They are silent
But I wonder if there light is calling me to some other place
Am I only to live to just die later
I see no purpose
This body is my prison
These words are my shackles
I can't imagine how others must feel
But this is me
This is real
It won't go away
As a human she rarely associates in large crowd she's a loner for the most part due to her past.
Her parents were drunks and she was adopted by her uncle who she is very close with,
On the underside of her right arm she has a scar heart,carved into her skin at age three by her mother.She has waist length gold hair,green eyes, and a very pale complexion.
She is very skinny due to the fact that she does not eat often.
As a deer she will keep to herself unless someone wishes to join her.She won's bother you other wise because she is to shy.
My new doe character please it would help so much.
She is a very feminine doe her fur is a dark gold with orange highlights .Black hooves and green eyes. She wears a necklace of the yin and yang symbol. And she would be grownup.
The hospital is quiet you chance upon a room to see Sheba staring out the window.Her skin is paler than nomal scratched by glass but nothing to concerning.Her silver eyes look lost and hurt,but she says no words.Lets take a look in her mind shall we~"I lost our baby I lost it she cringes at the thought. How will Jackson react.Why didn't I know I was pregnant.Why God oh why ."she brings her knees to her chest and cries."I could have been a mother and Jackson could have been a father.Was this fate to tell me that we were not meant to be together...........What is it.
No one comforts or consoles her.No one hugs her and tries to keep her fears at bay.Instead she cries and hugs her legs.In the moment she needed someone the most she found herself alone.
by trigger mortis