Wednesday, March 1, 2006

This sucks
Some body told that i cut and that i carry razors with me and our principal and the guidence counsler took me out of class today and i got in trouble and they took my razors and now i'm really mad.i might even get suspended for ten days on a weapon charge.i don't know yet but i'll find out tomorrowand tell you guys.gotta go.
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Monday, February 20, 2006

   Evanescence
Has any one ever heard the band Evanescence?My friend just told me about them and looked them on the internet and I think they rock.I like their music and they are friends with another favorite band of mine called Seether.Right now I'm listening to their song Everybody's Fool.It really relates to me.Everybody at school is freaking out because they found out that I cut.Thank God that no one will tell the any of the teachers cause they would tell the principal and the principal would tell my parents and they would kick my ass(not that that's any different than usual).Well I gotta go.My cousin is hereand she's dragging me to the mall because my parents think I'm to anti-social.I hate having family.I'm writing some more poems but I don't think they are worth the time of you reading them.
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Wednesday, February 8, 2006

   Pain
Yesterday morning I was running through the halls at school and I fell and screwed up my ankle.So last night my mom took me to the hospital and they said it was badly sprained and they put me in an air cast and said that I had to use crutches.They SUCK!!!!!They are such pains in my butt.And I had to go to school with them and today I had to play 20 questions with everybody.I didn't get to ride the bus(which pissed me off)and I can't go down steps so I can't walk with my friends(which also pisses me off).It was SOOOOOOOOOOO annoying.They all had to know what happened and when I told them, thinking they would leave me alone, they just asked more questions!I hate the people in my school.And now I'm sitting here typing and it hurts like hell!!!But at least it's not broken.That's one good thing.Probably the only good thing.But hey that's the way the world is.It hates me.Bad.Oh and there are more poems on the way.I just have to write them first.I'm working on one called Reality which is going to be about how most people are liars and they are all unrealistic.but I have to finish it.So I'll just go do that now Bye.



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Monday, January 30, 2006

   Dig It or Dis It
I said I was going to let you guys tell me what you think about my poems.Well here's the first round of poems.We're gonna play a little game called Dig It or Dis It.If you like my poem then comment on it and say dig it and tell me why you like it.If you don't like it then comment on it and say dis it and tell me why you don't like it.So here is the first round:

A DYING FLOWER
Sitting on my bed
I hear your car start and leave
All my friends know you’re leaving
But they don’t understand the pain
I hide behind the mask
I carry myself on high hills until
I get home and then I wilt
Like a dying flower in it’s last hours
Slowly and painfully I’m dying inside
Until my last dying day when
In my hospital bed I admit
“I still love and miss him”.

PERFECT
People say no one is perfect
But I disagree, I didn’t used to but then…
I was sitting on his couch
And in the door you walked
I remember your perfect hair
Your ear rings and your baggy clothes
You were so hot but you were a year older
I knew you were off limits so I kept my mouth shut
But then we started to form a bond
I guess it was destiny
And a year later came the faithful day
The day you asked me, I agreed
It worked out as we grew up
Sometimes we fought, but then we made up
And through all these happy times
And all these memories
I thought you were perfect
You thought the same about me
And we were both happy, happy as could be
And now the time has come
For me to say goodbye, you always tell me not to cry
But I don’t think I can do that
I love you so very much, that when you leave
I might die, remembering your face
For I will always love and adore you
Forever and Always

HATERED
Some say that hate is a strong word
But sometimes it’s the only word to use
People use it all the time but they use it wrong
They say things like “I hate school; I hate work”
But those are things they dislike
They have no reason to hate anything
Because they have it easy, they have it good
They don’t have what I have
I have horrible things; painful things
A moving boyfriend, a band that’s breaking up,
No reason to go to my favorite place (Bedford)
I have bad things that I hate
Things I have a reason to hate
I can use that word because it’s the right word
The only word, hate is the only word, the right word
I hate life, I hate everything
Hate is right, hate is only

EMOTIONLESS
When we broke up you felt nothing
It didn’t seem like you felt anything
It seemed that you didn’t feel pain
Or regret, or sadness You felt nothing
I thought long and hard about this
And then I pondered, and I wondered
And I finally figured it out. You’re emotionless.
You have no emotions. You feel nothing.
You can feel no pain, or regret, or sadness.
You’re like a monster and I hate you because
You can’t feel pain and suffering, yet I feel pity
Because you can’t feel happiness and joy
I don’t know what to feel but I do know
You’re Emotionless.

SUICIDE
Is it death or is it life
Is it the end or is it the beginning
If you so low that you think about it
Then you should do it
If you hurt that much, if you feel that bad
Then go for it ‘cause it’s gonna be hell getting out
If you feel like shit get away and just do it
But think, what’s the best way to go?
Poison, drugs, a blade or a jump
If poison use cyanide,
If drugs use pain killers, but make it a lot
If a blade, make it a razor, make it a safety
And a jump? If you’re gonna jump make it high
At least 16 floors, and go feet first
So you don’t get fucked up for your funeral
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