I write dark stories, do I? Another group I don't remember joining...
Meh, I guess the mini fantasy worlds and stories I make up in my head when I'm daydreaming can get pretty dark...
Breath of the Silver Dragon .
Against the slight grey mist
Of the morning cool air,
Brushing the rising light
Of an October sky,
Scales of a long sleek form,
Depression is like a storm
It starts slow
Eating away at you slowly
Then it becomes stronger
Causing more damage
Then it stops
And you think your fine
Because it's getting...
I'll post my lyrics, poetry, and stories on here. id like some feedback. :)
Somedays I take a moment
and I float away,
off in dream land.
I dream of the most wonderful,
all kinds of things,
Ok finished the poem i was writing that some have seen -.- finally done in comment because they remove it from here -.-
Your eyes should be crystal clear.
Crystal clear my lovely dear.
Clear from the filth they spew on you.
Clear as the fresh air after morning dew.
Your heart should not waver
Just make this one the spot as someone requested...
Idk who you are, just met you here,
i just know you are far from here.
wherever you are just be happy,
never be sad and cry...
As lightnings scan my body...
Oh baby, i got the perfect thrill
you are there for me
or i'm dreaming on....
is this erotic further more....
me hungry just for love...
The Powers That Be a Mystery.
In my dreams the crimson flows so well
There is no pain just release
Nothing but the sweet intoxicating smell
Maybe this will lead to final peace
I drop the knife my...
The private life and public life
Both are like two worlds
Their core is not to be abhorred
Only to be looked over
Privacy is a man's freedom
It is reminiscent of God's kingdom...
Just a short poem.. I hope u all like it..:)
A smile is cheer from you to me,
the cost is nothing its given for free.
They console the weary and gladden the sad.
And can make...
"the incomplete poem"
red fragments of plastic litter the
sandy soil at my feet
i gather them with one at a time
while my soul searches for a song to impart
my pen grows strange...
And when the sun falls
I'll go into the night
Illuminating the path i choose to walk
Feeling the winds breeze kiss my face leaving me with a chill .
Flowers live flowers die what's the difference you just live some where else and start over the people you loved will be there and you can watch them