O crow here my call as my star fade out. Thy life is still with me but thy sul is slowly walking out. As my world turns to gray and as my last words persist to fail I shall think back on life and ask myself "Why". Ill talk with me of the pros and cons of life. For I only ave me my side. Life rewards actions which is why im all alone. With the slight quake of my hand my thoughts gather into a circle of fright and as quick as the speed of light all goes black. As with the grace of a swan my spirit lifts me towards the dark gray sky. As of a lunar eclipse in the night sky, all goes dark as the pathway to heaven vanishes. Glows of stars welcoming great people ever so slowly becomes just a haze in thy mind as I reach the gates of hell. The walls are skies of depression. The fire a giant Star. My life passes me by one last time as she heads for the distant star. I cant think. I cant breath. I dont understand. What is the matter with me. Crows scrape my breasts with force that of a thousand winds as screams of fear and panic start to takeover me from within. Death has not yet arrived. Death is a slow journey over mountains off fear and lost trust. Death will decieve. Death will be death. More than death. Love is death. Truth is death. People are death. Death lies around us. But most of all one thing truly disgusting of death is its ability to control us from within. WITHIN IS A PLACE OF SHELTER! A place to go in times of need. Places where your imaginations and love run free. Places where anger and laughter combine as friends. Places where yourself truly becomes spectacular. BUT NO! Death has taken over my organs. Every vain that runs through. And taken over my beauty, My emotions, But never in my wildest of dreams would i think that death would take over the true me. Inside is being destroyed. The playgrounds of laughter, the dens of anger.

. BEING TORN DOWN WITH SUCH FORCE FUCK THE FORCE! FUCK IT! Anger, disbelief, trust, happiness,deciet run for their lives, with no where to go. And once and for all, as the walls of depression and star of fire comes crashing through, death has taken over ME! Nothing is left, Nothing a mouse would eat, no crumb of dna, no tears of joy, no chill-bumps of panic. NOTHING is left. Im just shit. lying at the front gates of hell. As the crows, much like the stars fly away into the distance. The crows dont even want me. No one does. Everyone is gone , lost forever. Where is the love i once experiened. The happiness i once felt. What caused me such pain. What made me think ill and desperate. What made me take the gun and point the trigger direct. What made me scream his name. What made thy finger jerk back with a blow. WHAT MADE ME, ME AT THAT MOMENT! what made me think such an action would pass. I DONT KNOW! IM SCREAMING! was it the drugs, lieing, hating, killing. WHAT WAS IT! it was me. Never again will i skip the lessons of teach. Never again will i sit in the back of a ford inhaling with laughter and STUPIDITY! never will i be me. NEVER WILL I MAKE SUCH MISTAKES! NEVER WILL I THINK WRONG AND TAKE THE LIFE OF THE ON TRUE PERSON I COULD RUN TO! NEVER WILL I DESTROY THE PERSON THAT WAS WHO I WAS WITHIN. MY LOVE! IS GONE! but nothing can stop this pain. nothing will shatter the ever-lasting thoughts of that night! never will i persist to do something so utterly fascinatin in the darkest of ways! but oh well. its too late now.

oh my, what happened amanda?

:shock: :shock:

nah its nothing like that....i just like to write about stuff from my point of view.i love to write....and well i hate to have a topic in fornt of me and wirte about it it has to be my own writing. ill write about my point of view on love and babies and sex(well i have never but u know!) just from my point of view...and i have to write a monologe for literature so i started getting ideas and i decided to just write something to get my feelings out....but its nothing like ill act that out. i just love to write....i was gathering my thoughts for my essay. so u know. just my pe teacher like everyday.....read my live jounral itll tell u there

isn't venting fun? i've had a couple of bad days this week too. grrr....not fun.

yes it is...i LOVE writing i live for it

yes it is...i LOVE writing i live for it

me too :) there should be a forum for poetry and writing and stuff. i bet we have a lot of talented ppl here ;)

lol well to inform u my day got better yesterday but i am gonna have to break the uniform laws of our school...crap! and wear some sandals an a big coat cuz i dont hve nything else....and i only have 10 mins to get dressed cuz i woke up late so see ya :D

wow that was interseting reading

.....interseting how?

I mean I liked it its very deep thought provoking

yes it is...i LOVE writing i live for it

me too :) there should be a forum for poetry and writing and stuff. i bet we have a lot of talented ppl here ;)

 

There's a poetry threead

yes it is...i LOVE writing i live for it

me too :) there should be a forum for poetry and writing and stuff. i bet we have a lot of talented ppl here ;)

 

There's a poetry threead

:-o how did i miss that? :-D *checks it out*

i suck at poetry

l thought it was meaningful

:o :o ;)