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9/27/2007 .Sorry I haven't written for so long...
But I've had so little in my life that I've not had time to attempt to fill it up.
Anything of interest that happened to me was imaginary or emotional.
Exept that mum told amy and amy informed charlie of the event and sam and charlie and everyone charlie's talked to'll probably never come to my place again... so yah.
Don't coppy this and/or use it as your own work:
I lay on the desk In the cold dark room, too small to stretch out on, It's too cold to dream. Deserted grounds left me some peace, But troubled noises show the truth. Not dearing to hope - I'd have hoped to die - Humming a tune Too old to cry. I silenced my thoughts, As the world silenced me; I jumped as the room With light came to be.
AGED
Something folded in the corner
Looks lifeless,
Human body;
Stretches,
A life, but hardly so,
Not wasted,
Just not completely there.
Awaken to sharpness.
Is life all there is?
Hoped,
Does it becon?
And wispers that hope is lost;
You think it will be different for you,
It won't. WAIT
Sleeplessness, as slowly,
your tears begin to wet the ground,
on which you lie.
Hoping your dreams reflect
The happyness that left,
And not the fear from wich you fled.
Finnally your thoughts subside,
As sleep is recived.
Pain lives on in dreams -
Like life,
Relived when it's over.
Yah random poetry lol.
I wrote it in class today. |
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