Slvr_tgr99

Private Little Hell


June 7th, 2007

here's a poem I wrote several years ago @ 02:41 am

Current Location: My Desk
Current Mood: creative
Current Music: Medical Investigations
Tags:

Household Combat Zone

She Came in Drunk
Big Surprise
We're Leaving Now
No

We are going now

"Nothing is leaving this house"
"Go call the family to come get our Stuff"
"Go Call the police"

A Crash a Scream

"Get the Fuck off my Father!"

Adrenaline Rushing

Heart pounding

Knees Shaking

I seriously considered snapping her neck

"Gimmie the Keys"
"No", then the door slams
"Bitch," I scream

I feel claws on my face

Gentle hands on my face

"Your under Arrest"



Let me know what you think.
 

June 4th, 2007

here I am @ 09:12 pm

Current Location: My little hell desk
Current Mood: crazy
Current Music: Resident Evil: Apocalypse

Hello to you all, here I am in another Journal, we'll just have to see how this one holds up.

and just for being my first post to Insane journal I leave you with a link to my Supernatural Story


Spook


What happens when John Winchester's boys meet a real live spook the CIA kind not the dead kind, who hunts demons and the like on her own.
 

Slvr_tgr99

Private Little Hell