Name: Kryss
Age: 16
Location: Phoenix, Arizona
One
Glasses chink; the silence is broken. Your apologies come next. You never knew your stinging words would hurt me so. I say nothing. It's not worth ruining a friendship over. Everything is fine. Everything is just perfect. Don't ruin it, don't ruin it. It's not worth ruining a friendship over. But is anything worth it? I say nothing. Nothing is worth it. Glasses break; a silence erupts into the atmosphere.
Two
Her empty eyes staring
up at his face
Long gone is the once ensnaring
gaze that held the two of them in place
He knows she's leaving
leaving him to be broken
But he's having a hard time recieving
this news which has yet to be spoken
So begins a fracture
from his soul begins a flood
Paint her a picutre
with his translucent blood
She closes her eyes but still hears it splatter
on the ceiling
Then she continues on and asks him what's the matter
and gets the expected answer of "nothing"
Her leave is now going unannounced
Left to linger are past days so carefully enacted
left to echo are poetic words so carefully pronounced
All memories are burdened to him so she'll stay uncontacted
So begins a fracture
from his soul begins a flood
Paint her a picutre
with his translucent blood
She closes her eyes but still hears it splatter
on the ceiling
Then she continues on and asks him what's the matter
and gets the expected answer of "nothing"
Three
She set down her beer. Her head was pounding and she began choking again as marijuana smoke filled her lungs. How much had she drank? Every time she finished one drink there was some guy around pressing another into her hand. Leaving her beer on the coffee table, she got up and off of the couch and jostled her way through the throng of people towards the front door. She stumbled as she pushed the door open and broke out into the cold night. The group of people on the porch laughed loudly as she attempted to make it down the steps. As soon as she reached the bottom she broke into a run out towards the ocean. It was so pretty, she thought as she collapsed onto the sand a few feet from the water's edge. She cast a glance back the way she had come. The house shone brightly in the distance and the music omitting from it still pounded in here ears, though the waves breaking on the shore droned out the deep pulsing bass for the most part. All of the sudden she was overcome by a strong desire to jump into the water. It seems awfully warm for this January night, she thought as she exhaled a cloud of visible breath. A grin crossed her face and she ran into the foaming water. It was so refreshing. She began kicking her legs, pushing herself farther out into the salty depths. Slowly she began to tire, and then all at once the freezing cold hit her. She began dog-paddling her way in the other direction, thinking she really ought to get back to the shore. But where was the shore? It was so dark; she couldn't see a thing. And it was so cold. Her teeth began to chatter. Oh God, why hadn't she reached the shore yet? She wasn't going to be able to keep this up for much longer. She shouldn't have even come to the party tonight. She hadn't really wanted to either, it was just that most of her friends were going and she didn't have anything else to do anyway... But now she was out in the ocean, unable to find the shore. She flailed her legs and arms desperately in an attempt to find something to hold on to. Her numb limbs found nothing but the water. She was going to die out here all alone. The last people to see her wouldn't even remember that they had. Her mind began to race. Memories flooded her brain along with worries of things that would be left unfinished. She would never get to tell anyone goodbye. Images of faces of people popped out at her from the infinite black. What if no one found her? She was simply going to vanish and no one would have the slightest idea as to what had happened to her. No, she had to live; she would find the shore any moment now she thought as her head was swallowed up the black water.