

Violet: Part 1It was a cold, wet, yet beautiful night. Lying in bed listening to the rain fall from the dense darkness which overwhelmed the sky always helped me relax, always assisted me in falling asleep. I dont sleep much, MSN always kept me busy, i became, somewhat of a night person. I cannot doze off with ease until i feel completely and utterly tired, which is usually around the hours of 2am and 5am. It wasn't helping my conentration the next day during school, i wasn't doing the best, but i don't have much regard for anything which isnt social, electronic, or something that turns me on..Violet: Part 1
One night, as the thunder


DemonsShows reality flashing, blinding apon us souls, like the dearly departed striking a chill down our spine, fear in our hearts. communication branded the host, open your eyes, see whats going on. Scared to death, disgraced, keep the pace, embrace fate. Contemplate life, think about death, the devil lurks for you. Never underestimate the unkown. Take a moment, search your heart. Dont stop looking until you find the piece of you that envies those,Demons
persevere to be better, fight until your last breath, even with a dagger piercing your heart, dont rest. keep in the shadows, stay out


Nonsensical PoemTo die you have to live To live you have to die You have to learn to walk While you learn to fly Even the high stars Get down in the dumps And the man on the moon Never learned to jump The fish out of water Learns to swim just fine In distant, exotic lands The fish still used its own hand Not to mention the fin, owned by the man Says the road to the driver: Ill take you on a ride Nonsense makes perfect sense If you look straight at it, from the sideNonsensical Poem
They say to look right Look at all the rest But looking r


Staring at the StarsLying on my backStaring at the Stars
Staring at the stars of old
Will life go onward?


Beyond The LakesideHere I remain. Staring into the very essence of the lake below me so that i may catch a glimpse of her silhouette reflected in the pale moonlight. I've asked myself a thousand times why still I watch. I am yet to find myself an answer. Am I so full of naive hope and optimism that i believe she will come for me yet? How many sunsets must I watch fade to darkness, and how many days must I let hope linger on before creeping doubt and sense are allowed to regain hold of my lovestruck mind?Beyond The Lakeside
Six days ago I pledged my love to her beneath the roots of a great oak tree. Today I sit alone unknowing of her life or death. Fearing the Worst w
funny seeing you here
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