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//Heaven Black// "This hurt that I'm holding's getting heavy But I'ma keep a smile on my shoulders 'til I'm sweaty Beggin' on my knees Screamin', "Someone come and help me" But by the time they're there I've already hid the body~" "Why do you keep on staring at the cafeteria entrance?" Seah ask innocently. I bit my lower lip while thinking of Chandra. "I thought she will eat with us..." but she's still not here.

Worry then filled his eyes and I smiled at him as I tightened my legs and swallowed the burn in my throat. Samuel went to move towards me and found out the hard way that he shouldn’t have. “Shit that hurt.” Samuel said to the seamstress that stabbed him in what I believe was his nipple. A laugh slipped from my lips and somehow the burning in my throat went away and so did the throb between my legs.

That night, as I lay shivering under the thin blanket, I stared at the ceiling, hunger still gnawing but dulled by the meager bread. Crystal wanted me weak. She wanted me starved, broken, compliant. But each cruelty only carved her image deeper into my mind. Each humiliation etched another promise in my heart. If you want revenge, survive. If you want freedom, fight. The stranger’s words came back again, steady as a heartbeat. I would survive this hunger. I would survive Crystal’s cruelty, Caleb’s betrayal, the pack’s mockery.

A song of survival. She closed her eyes, letting the music drown out the growling in her stomach. Hunger was familiar now. An old friend. Some nights, she got by with nothing but a cup of water. Other nights, if she was lucky, she’d take home leftovers from the café where she worked. But today wasn’t one of those lucky nights.

"The light's out~ the fans are gone ~ I stay to practice one more song ~ The silence that fills these walls are deafening ~ Was it all a lie? Those cheers that nearly reached the sky. ~ And the bodies that moved at the wave of my hannnnd. ~ And the bodies that moved at the wave of my hannnnnnnd.~ And the bodies that moved at the wave of my HAANNND!~ Goooolden Hysteriaaaa! ~ I reach for you and you all reach for me!~ When I am old and grey~ I'll recall my glory days~ And your voices will sing with me~ In symphony! ~ Goooolden Hysteriaaaaa! Those days we nearly became God! The hearts we struck, The hearts we stole, I don't want to forget it at all.

I need to feel the open space against my skin. I need to know I'm alive, I'm free. I can't stand pity, he pitied me, that monster. For two days, he surely fucking pitied me. He also showed me his pity for hours at a torturous time. My throat is burning, my air constricting. Storm thinks he knows me, he thinks because we've talked that he understands me. He’ll never come close to feeling like me, when people like him have never known a day of hunger.

I closed my eyes listening to my favourite song lyrics and took a deep breath. I can't breathe (Chopsquad), I can't breathe, 999 Waiting for the exhale I toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhale Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well Still no luck, but oh, well I still try even though I know I'm gon' fail Stress on my shoulders like a anvil Perky got me itching like a anthill Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn Hill

I had lost track of time as I did not have a watch to tell me nor was there a window for me to see the sun but I knew it was way too long a time for him not to reach out. I needed him. He was my last resort. I did not even have a lawyer as I had wasted my opportunity to call one by calling the dickhead Ivan. "Come get your dinner!" The grumpy police man who had guarded me at the phone booth grunted as he stood in front of my prison cell. I wanted to ignore him and ditch the food but a low growl in my belly advised me otherwise. With the way things were going on, I was not sure how long I would be tied up on here therefore a hunger strike was the worst idea I could agree to.

I think if they all unite to go, maybe we can fight King Nash easily. Unfortunately, they just stared at me sharply or even tortured me for asking like this. I lived here for a month full of suffering. No one cared about me, they only thought of me as a prisoner whom they were free to torture mercilessly. Even though King Nash never saw me again, the suffering I experienced never ended. One day I went on a hunger and drinking strike, I did this for three days so I could die easily. Unfortunately, my body couldn't cooperate, hunger and thirst made me destroy my plans and made me regret everything up to this moment.

The stranger that I had betrayed They casted their stones Pitting him with the pains in their heart As he slowly accepted his fate His resistance couldn’t oppose A big stone crouched up his head Breaking and tearing through his skull He fell with a great thud Covered with tears and blood While the mob continued incessantly Being incited by unwavering hatred And their loyalism to religion The blaring of sirens And chants of the mob The blood of an innocent man Whom I had betrayed Who did nothing but believe I was confused My legs proposing to motion But he held me tight This time, I didn’t fight He didn’t need to speak I understood his plight In that cold dark night He still wouldn’t let me b