It's been a long time since I've used LiveJournal. Interesting ( Read more... )

I made this poem to Jill. Read it, Love it, Coment back.

Your beauty teases the soul of my being;

Radiant and enchanting like a woodland nymph.

One day I thought it ran away.

So I tried to chase it everywhere.

Through forest,

Over hilltops,

Under oceans.

It flew into space, its trail did I follow;

Chased it so fast I went ( Read more... )

I had my laptop when JoJo was driving me home from school. I thought of Lonestar Texas ranger and started to jot ideas down. This poem is more like lyrics on a napkin, but nevertheless satisfying. I deticate this poem to Rene because she's been a good friend to me for the last couple of weeks.

Down the road from here,

Sun is almost gone.

Light is ( Read more... )

Ok. For starters, here is my first posted poem. It was to Jules Acceta, someone that I admired most, and one of the people who inspired me to write poetry. Actually, I wrote a random poem about my friend Seb Augustine as an example of a deep poem for another friend, about 10 minutes before Study Hall was over. When Mr. Greene my History teacher ( Read more... )

Its been a couple of years since I used livejournal. If you're reading all those old entries, yes, I was a depressed child. My years in the middle school had its ups and downs. Now that I have returned, I'm going to use LiveJournal to post the poems that people wanted to read. If you want me to write you a poem (for a lot of these poems were about ( Read more... )

"You guys, once you get into the Upper School... ur wasted, you're fodder, ur blown away in the wind. Once you all get into High School, you see all those girls out there in the hallway? They'll be like, 'OMG!!! I'm dating a sophmore!!!' I'm sorry guys, but they have no time for freshmen." -Tom Franz ( Read more... )

im writing from my school because therer is nothing else to do ( Read more... )

I stand before the edge and sky alike ( Read more... )

my heart just stop beating
now that the tides are changing my blood shed chest will be cleaned
by those scars and wounds that you left upon my very soul
and satan will rise and laugh out his sinful hymns
and SHE will come up and join in...
AS i lay there a last trickle of hope
has just escaped a soul-ridden body...

things arnt goin well if you fell like a total shithead* (I called jojo that and she starts crackin ( Read more... )