Sun Shining so brightly,
Wind blowing so gently.
Leaves dancing,
Deer prancing,
Whispering her soft echoes.
Wind blowing through my hair,
Dancing without a care.
Using her gentle hands,
She makes me feel so glad,
Whispering her soft echoes.
Like an invisible sea,
She blows with much glee.
She has such force,
For she is the wind, of course.
Whispering her soft echoes.
What are Stars?
Are they burning ba;;s of gas billions of miles away?
Are they planets of so far off galaxy?
Are they the soles of deceased creatures?
Or are they the heavens of all religions?
Laying on the grass I think of none of these.
Staring at the stars in the mid-night sky, I see life.
I see a storybook of life before earth.
I see the beginning and end of time,
In the bright light of stars.
The rain drops fall,
but none seems to touch me.
I lay there with my eyes closed.
This can not be true.
I hold my breath,
my heart skips a beat.
I open my eyes and scream.
I squeeze my eyes shut
and pull my hair with my crison hands.
My cries are heard by no living being.
I am alive.
Laying in the blood and
broken bodies of my friends.
I try to tell myself that it isn't real.
I didn't just lose it.
I am not laying in the bodies of my friends.
I can only lay there,
my soul has left this empty shell.
My friends are dead and my hands are sticky with red crimson.
I sit up as another approaching.
I cannot see His face, bu
The Breaking Point part 1 by ShadowedWolf13, literature
Literature
The Breaking Point part 1
There is nothing left.
I lost it again.
My mind broke down,
My demons were set free.
I did not fight them this time.
I almost surrendered myself completely.
You have no consept of other's feelings.
You are just being spiteful.
Don't you see,
Your words are hurting the wrong person.
You're not huring her,
You're hurting him.
You say that the others are immature,
Only here to flirt and do what the thers doing.
You hate it that they even come.
Little did you know,
You're just like them.
You're only here to be with him.
You only act and attack,
Once he has.
Knock it off.
You're doing want you "hate".
You're driving me to the
Life is made of glass,
Sleek, light and fragile.
I peer throught the smokey glass,
Trying to see what my life really means.
A single wet drop hits the glass.
And I turn my face to the sky
As it opens up and begins to rain.
Could this be a sign?
The rain pours down,
Sliding down my smokey glass.
The smoke beings to clear,
Happy images fly by.
I cry out as the galss beings to slide,
My fingers loose their grip.
Down it plumments,
As I stand frozen
The deafening sound of breaking glass
Fills my ears.
Shattered fragments litter the ground,
As my knees hit the cold, hard ground.
I stare in horror.
All the clearity is gone.
Th
Rain drops slide down my cheeks,
Showing the tears I never cried.
My eyes stare down the dark tunnel,
There is no light at the end.
I think to myself,
'So now we meet Mystery Killer.'
You who destroyed my life,
You who killed everything I loved.
Killed everything I had going for me.
The pain, the torture.
Prolonging my life,
But at the same time making it empty
And Hallow.
But there is nothing left for you to kill,
I'm all used up.
I make no attempt to stop you,
I had it coming.
I could hide the turth from everyone but you.
You lower the gun,
Aimming at the thing known as my heart.
The mask is removed,
The scars are seen
The water is raising
The boat is sinking.
All life lines taunt or brokem
The turth has been awoken.
No sun shining today
Only rain and gray.
Two choices are left
With no time to think.
To dive in and let go
Or to hold on and row.
Greet the black ocean deep
Or hold on and weep.
In the distance a cry
They don't want to die.
The face of my best friend
Fighting the waves to the end.
The choice is made,
THe price must be paid.
Letting go and diving in
Right into death's wide grin.
Fighting raging waters with no avail
Prayingto any god to prevail.
One wave shallows me whole
Bringing me down to death's door.
But the fire burn
My hand is warm
A red sticky fluid is dripping slowly.
You stare at my hand in horror,
For the heart is still beating.
The rythmn of life slowing,
Another life fading into darkness.
Tell yourself that that it doesn't hurt.
A heartless person does not feel pain.
This had to end,
Old habites die hard.
The fighting would've never stopped.
It had to end.
Why are you so surprized?
After everything that has happened,
This was the only way to end it.
Looking into your eyes I see the pain,
The sorrow and the pleading
The pleading for life.
But I am not sorry,
Not for taking this heartless life.
You understand.
Only one of us cou
Rain drops slide down my cheeks,
Showing the tears I never cried.
My eyes stare down the dark tunnel,
There is no light at the end.
I think to myself,
'So now we meet Mystery Killer.'
You who destroyed my life,
You who killed everything I loved.
Killed everything I had going for me.
The pain, the torture.
Prolonging my life,
But at the same time making it empty
And Hallow.
But there is nothing left for you to kill,
I'm all used up.
I make no attempt to stop you,
I had it coming.
I could hide the turth from everyone but you.
You lower the gun,
Aimming at the thing known as my heart.
The mask is removed,
The scars are seen
Life is made of glass,
Sleek, light and fragile.
I peer throught the smokey glass,
Trying to see what my life really means.
A single wet drop hits the glass.
And I turn my face to the sky
As it opens up and begins to rain.
Could this be a sign?
The rain pours down,
Sliding down my smokey glass.
The smoke beings to clear,
Happy images fly by.
I cry out as the galss beings to slide,
My fingers loose their grip.
Down it plumments,
As I stand frozen
The deafening sound of breaking glass
Fills my ears.
Shattered fragments litter the ground,
As my knees hit the cold, hard ground.
I stare in horror.
All the clearity is gone.
Th
The Breaking Point part 1 by ShadowedWolf13, literature
Literature
The Breaking Point part 1
There is nothing left.
I lost it again.
My mind broke down,
My demons were set free.
I did not fight them this time.
I almost surrendered myself completely.
You have no consept of other's feelings.
You are just being spiteful.
Don't you see,
Your words are hurting the wrong person.
You're not huring her,
You're hurting him.
You say that the others are immature,
Only here to flirt and do what the thers doing.
You hate it that they even come.
Little did you know,
You're just like them.
You're only here to be with him.
You only act and attack,
Once he has.
Knock it off.
You're doing want you "hate".
You're driving me to the
The rain drops fall,
but none seems to touch me.
I lay there with my eyes closed.
This can not be true.
I hold my breath,
my heart skips a beat.
I open my eyes and scream.
I squeeze my eyes shut
and pull my hair with my crison hands.
My cries are heard by no living being.
I am alive.
Laying in the blood and
broken bodies of my friends.
I try to tell myself that it isn't real.
I didn't just lose it.
I am not laying in the bodies of my friends.
I can only lay there,
my soul has left this empty shell.
My friends are dead and my hands are sticky with red crimson.
I sit up as another approaching.
I cannot see His face, bu
What are Stars?
Are they burning ba;;s of gas billions of miles away?
Are they planets of so far off galaxy?
Are they the soles of deceased creatures?
Or are they the heavens of all religions?
Laying on the grass I think of none of these.
Staring at the stars in the mid-night sky, I see life.
I see a storybook of life before earth.
I see the beginning and end of time,
In the bright light of stars.
Sun Shining so brightly,
Wind blowing so gently.
Leaves dancing,
Deer prancing,
Whispering her soft echoes.
Wind blowing through my hair,
Dancing without a care.
Using her gentle hands,
She makes me feel so glad,
Whispering her soft echoes.
Like an invisible sea,
She blows with much glee.
She has such force,
For she is the wind, of course.
Whispering her soft echoes.
Current Residence: My mind Favourite genre of music: Rock, Country, Alternative Operating System: Windows XP Personal Quote: "Live each day as if it's our last." and "Plan for the worst AND hope for the best.&a
Favourite Visual Artist
All my friends
Favourite Movies
Nausicaä and Dogma
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
too many to list
Favourite Writers
Walt Whitman and Gill Robb Wilson and my friends
Favourite Games
D&D
Favourite Gaming Platform
MUDD
Tools of the Trade
a pen and BB gun
Other Interests
Reading, Writing, Role-playing, fencing, I could go on and on.
Alrighty!! I finally got those pictures upload for you guys. You can now look at my cool drawing!! The camera didn't work out as well as I hoped, but you guys get the idea! And as another treat, I put some pictures of two of my family's pets in my scraps section if you guys would like to check them out! I :heart: the family pets! They're all so cute!!! My mom hated the frozen rats in the freezer and the worms in the frig, but I don't mind them. It's cool to invite someone over and tell them that the ice cream is in the freezer next to the rats. heehee you should've seen the looks on some of my friends faces!! It's absolutly priceles
This summer has alright. *really wishes she was living on her own* I wish they would schdule for more hours at work. Other than crappy home live, I'm been good. Great infact! I got an iPod!!!!!! It's silver and all metallically!!! ^^ My mom put it on her Best Buy card, so I have 6 months to pay it off, along with 14 months to finish my computer. I'm putting a few songs onto my iPod already, it's fun! My mom also got a digital camera for the family, so hopefully I can upload more pictures and images. I'll take a picture of my (I think) awesome drawing so you can all get a glimspe at it. :dance: I also got my SAT score. I got 1600 o
These past few days have been awesome. I got to work extra hours at work Thrusday and Friday. Thrusday my boss, Lynn came up to me and asked if I could stay extra hours because she felt like "running with siccors"(sp?). So I got an extra hour on Thrusday and 2 hours on Friday because my supervisor really wanted me to stay later. Then on Saturday I got to help out in the accessories department (I work in Kohls It's a great place), which at first I thought would be dull, but in the end it was alot of fun. I redesigned two fixtures and found this really awesome purse. It's all black leather, with two big silver hoops for handles. There ar
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1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
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3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
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