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She looked around her. As far as the eye can see there were flowers. Paper flowers. As she stood there, her jet black hair flowing in the breeze, she could see the purple skies above her become overcast, shadowed by pink clouds. "Oh, how I love these candy clouds" she said quietly to herself. There was no one with her. She was completely alone. Suddenly, she was pulled from her dream world and back into reality. She let out a heavy sigh.   Amy was back to her life as a 16 year-old girl living in Little Rock, Arkansas.  The sun hit her eyes and they shone a deep blue, deeper than the darkest depths of the ocean and bluer than the vast open

"All around me are familiar faces, worn out places... Worn out places" A radio has been left playing. But there is no one around to hear it. Well, that isn't quite true because I'm still here. I haven't seen anyone else for quite a while... Not since the Rosa Ingens Mortis started to grow... That's what all the scientists called it, 'Rosa Ingens Mortis', but we all called it the Great Rose of Death. You see, about three years ago some geneticists, who specialised in evolution and bio-engineering, got together with a group of botanists who specialised in roses. These botanists had been trying to breed a large rose that still smelled like a t

America tested A terrible weapon. The world has responded. The lines have been drawn. Bright lights and explosions Here we stand in despair As the world falls apart Its debris everywhere Chorus Have we lost our way? Where did we go wrong? Maybe we'll find a way, A way back home. Now our military Is ready and waiting For the order to fire On our attackers Now the dust has settled Nothing remains intact The smell of burning flesh Rises on the air Chorus Those of us who remain Wish that we were long gone As we see around us Our loved ones lay Chorus

We live in a world in which the military holds our lives in their hands. One push of a button. One TINY flick of a switch and everyone dies. Have you, by chance, heard of a nuclear stalemate? If we were to fire first, we would be fired upon in return. What then? We're both out. But what of our allies? Now they will fire upon each other, everyone is affected, everyone dies. The survivors face terrors like none they have seen before. Mutations, a lack of food, contaminated water. Are you really worthy of being called a survivor? The nightmare isn't over yet, you still have a long way to go. Perhaps those who didn't last the initial ex

Don't come near me, Try hugging me or even look at me. I'm hideous in my own way, Imperfections that could crack every mirror in the world. I'm just like you though, When you lie about where you've been. I try and see the best of me, But all I see is you. You're tearing me like a piece of paper, Straight down the middle with zigzags. You've formed a broken heart, So can you own up and take the after effects? Drink down that alcohol, sugar, Swallow it like you do your pride. You could never swallow your ego, So I'll be washing down your after taste. I got a taste of perfection, The day you walked into my life. Simple and safe

Now is when I am in awe with all of the little things in the world. Like the way fat rivulets ripple across the surface of water as I wash up my meal for one, just like I normally don't.  I can't leave a trace because I am too full of life but can't fill this empty house and these bones. I can't fill the air with noise and I can't begin to imagine how full these bones would be if yours were right here beside mine. I am in awe with all of the little things in the world, like the way you love me and the way I- Rattle my collarbones empty and fill my lungs with disease. Let me count your scars, inside and out. We can kiss where the stars alig