Hi my name is Shyla....I'm 14 yrs old...And I have black hair brown
eyes and well thts it...I DO NOT SMOKE!!PLS DONT SMOKE IF U DO
QUIT!It might be hard to quit but its even harder to not quit.My
favorite food is pizza and chicken..I rap,sing,dance,write
poems,draw,and work not tht i like to work its just tht my parents
want me to get good grades...AGH parents...Im known as the best
singer and artist and also a poem write in my class...YES I BELIEVE
IN GOD!Lol and I love God he is our creator.My favorite movie is
Saw3..Damn its scary..I do not wear glasses (probally need them shhh
its a secret)I love rap music...And im emo...Pls dont say emos are
jerks because the truth is once u get to know an emo person u will
know how cool they are and how they really think of there lives so
yea dont...And if u message me sayin im a jerk well call me tht
because i love bein a jerk then....Im single...Im straight..
He broke my heart, and now I spent all these years pullin' my heart
back togather.
The black pieces remain, the white pieces shall alwayz stay broken.
If the devils here... blow out my candles...
I praise to God because I worship him, I call Saint, because I need
him
The evilness remains in my eyes tonight.
Kill your God.
I cut myself, to feel the pain I hid in beneath.
I'll drink my blood while it lasts in my body.
Harsh words & violent blows
Hidden secrets nobody knows
Eyes are open, hands are fisted
Deep inside I'm warped & twisted
So many tricks & so many lies
Too many whens & too many whys
Nobody's special, nobody's gifted
I'm just me, warped & twisted
Sleeping awake & choking on a dream
Listening loudly to a silent scream
Call my mind, the number's unlisted
Lost in someone so warped & twisted
On my knees, alive but dead
Look at the invisible blood I've bled
I'm not gone, my mind has drifted
Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted
Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow
Today's just yesterday's tomorrow
The sun died out, the ashes sifted
I'm still here, warped & twisted
If you like my poem please leave comments. If u dun well u got no
taste. >>
I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why doesn't someone grab my hand
pull me from darkness's grasp?
because no one knows I stand at the boundary
the boundary between light and dark
so I give in to the thing that holds me
All of the strength and all of the courage
that I once held in my heart
can't save me from the water
So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness
undetected by the occupants of that world
I don't want to fight anymore
I've given into darkness
When the time comes for the world to end,
This will happen, when things cannot mend.
The sky will turn black as night, then bloody crimson,
People won’t have hope, anything to believe in.
Children of the darkness will crawl out from the light,
No one sees them coming, no one sees their might.
Their cries will echo across the dull, dead earth,
Then, the world will experience the birth
Of a new era, a dark era, an era so fierce,
With a darkness so thick, impossible to pierce.
Children of the dark will pass on their disease,
And more will appear, their eyes turn black, they cannot see.
They are blind, yet they are the ones,
Who can see through the dark, through rivers of blood.
They will see the light hidden from the rest,
And so they will seek it, find it, and at last,
The world will be saved by the children of lost souls,
The ones who live in eternal cold.
The world will begin anew,
With flowers and grass covered in dew,
The sun will shine bright, the birds will sing,
This is what the world’s end will bring.
But it will only happen if we keep the children of dark,
If we keep them safely locked up within our hearts.
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Me well my hands .-.
Tht's all |