Firth Scribe: Candle Light

A candle can only lead you so far in a pathway of darkness, before it runs out. If you cherish it... The pain, burn and scar before it leaves marks not the last of hope.

Imagine... being in a dark place...trying to open your eyes, but..it’s already open. There’s no sense of touch, just the light cold breeze on your fingertips. Frozen ice trickles your back while warm salty drops runs down your cheeks. Your heart..it left you in a state of endless grief and anger. Every gush of wind whispers sounds of death in your ears. You are left with...nothing but an imagination of hope. Time has lost all meaning to you as this suffering is eternal. Your soul tells you to die..it wants to leave this wretched body, every fibre in your body tells you to listen to it...but...something, some indescribable factor holds you back, just giving you that small amount of hope, that brief moment that’s enough for you to carry on just a little more, but not enough to save you... You suffer more, screaming on the inside while no one hears you... You run, scared and disorientated you just keep running..trying to escape the fear, you run so fast but even your hardest effort doesn’t change a thing...Finally, you collapse...only to re awaken trying to open your eyes again....

-Time, the most valuable thing..no one can ever get back..or change...

Forth Scribe: Alone

My reasons?? Well..there are plenty. I always have chances, chances to have a good life..but it always gets taken away from me, by mistakes and my own self. I like people, I like the thought of having lots of good friends and hanging out together..I like the thought of finding someone you love, to look after her, have fun with her, share feelings with her and love her...I guess these are the sorts things I’ll miss out on, being the way that I am...It’s hard to accept it but that’s just the way life is, everyone is different..some more unfortunate than others.

I know there are others like me, such as this guy who I went to school with. The only difference is, he doesn’t want to change. There’s no motivation in him to change..to fix himself. That’s what I noticed, that is different about me and the others. I am good at noticing what I do wrong, and have been given the motivation to resolve it. This separation in my mind, it helps me to look at the world from an outside view...like I’m not a part of it, but still inside. I’m not really sure how long this new light will last, hopefully it’s enough to lead me out of this maze....

- Sometimes I like being cold...it dulls my senses, shutting me from the outside world and my exclusion from it....