John and Zachary's Bio O' Fun
Jonathan Kieran Sage Darkmore
John or Jonathan please.
Jonathan: Gift of God
Kieran: little dark one
Sage: Wise one
Darkmore: uhhh pretty sure it doesn't exactly have a meaning. *laughs*
Zachary Jeremy Kane
Zachary only please. I don't like Zach.
But it's not my true name. It's what Kierran named me, and I like it.
Nothing that fits me.
What's Your Age & Gender?
John: We are 17.
Zachary: Oh honey. You know I like it when you say what I'm thinking.
John: I'm sorry your highness.
Zachary: Well at least you recognize what's true.
Zachary: You're entirely no fun.
John: December 19th
Zachary: August 5th
John: eh. Cat's I suppose.
Zachary: wolfs, dogs, ravens, owls and stuff like dragons or phoenix's.
John: Ah, yes. Dragons for me to.
Zachary: Who talks like that?! Ah yes, and fetch me my slippers Alfred.
John: I do, Alfred.
Zachary: haha. Very funn
Your NothingYou are nothing
Nothing but a broken girl.
Dirty lies and broken truths
Screams and yells of pain and pleasure.
Was it ever right?
Staring into your cold black soul,
You are worthless,
Broken and useless, just give up now.
What's the point?
You'll die anyway, it'll happen to everyone.
Why don't you just give in?
Your Puppet PlaythingGive in, and give me your riches once more my dear.
The way you used to when you were younger.
Screaming your moans and moaning your screams.
Nobody was there to help, that won't change.
It'll never change.
Because in her head she's still a plaything; A broken puppet on strings.
And still she sits, dirty and forgotten.
Dust covering her to her bones.
The blood taken once is now left her body.
She'll never get it back.
But he likes it that way.
He likes knowing that she wants him, even if she doesn't want to want him.
He's an oh-so-wrong drug that consumes her life and turns her blood to tar.
Her heart doesn't beat anymore; it's too hard to move.
Her lungs don't breath anymore; his lies were too toxic.
She wants to die, she can feel the life slipping from her, but he keeps dragging her back.
His dog on a leach whenever he wants more of her screams.
And she'll give it to him, what else can she do?
She'll never escape him, he's far too powerful for that.
Besides, even if s
WonderlandShe wakes up in a room she's never seen before, in a time that's not her own.
She remembered having too much to drink, but then there was that drug.
She tried to resist, her fingers clenching at her side.
But a voice whispers in her head that it'll make her feel alive.
She can't resist it, but then who can?
It's toxic decay like life in her hands.
So she swallows the pills and hopes for life, but what comes is just another worthless night.
When the effects wear off, she's human again, but her mind stays in wonderland.
It's a place that makes her happy; it's full of life and dreams.
Where people never die, and she can feel complete.
The drugs only last for hours, the effects never last.
She wants to stay in wonderland where her past can't attack.
In real life she hates herself, and all that she's become.
She's dirty, a bitch, and worthless, she's been told it all before.
But one thing is always true, real life is full of pain, and she is too.
So she'll take another pill, swallow more of