Armageden• Show poetry

Hi.
My name is Armageddon.
..The End (A direct translation)
Yes, Armageddon as in a climatic battle between good and evil mentioned in the book of Revelation (New Testiment)or more generally an apocalyptic catastrophe.

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Catastrophe.
Story of my life.
Is that too cliche? (Add an accent on tht e)

Catastrophe: The mathematical study of sudden change, such as the bursting of a bubble, in contrast to continuous change.

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BURSTING OF A BUBBLE


For example, in Necker's cube, the location of a dot appears first either in the centre of one face or in a corner of another face, then suddenly changes. It is not possible to say in which face. Any one viewer will first see it, but it always changes suddenly.

My mother died of cancer when I was six years old. After she passed away, my father went out of control. For three years, I don't remember him ever coming out of the basement. He didn't work, didn't eat anything unless I brought it to him, and he didn't say anything at all. Eventually, after my father had stopped paying the bills etc. we got kicked out of our house. We lived on the street for about a week and later my dad got a job at a restaurant and we stayed in a motel that cost $40 a night. When I was about 9 1/2 or 10 my dad started abusing me. After a broken nose, 3 broken fingers, twisted wrists, a broken arm, and a fractured one, he went to jail and I got put in foster care. I ran away from 3 foster homes, and my foster centers. I started stealing money and begging for it on the streets to get enough to pay for room and board in a house in Sudbury. One day, I got caught trying to steal a car and the police took me back to the house I was boarding at. When my board rents saw the cuffs on my wrists, they slammed the door in my face and yelled at me to get away. The police drove me to juvie after the court session, where I picked up even more bad habits. I was in there for about 3 1/2 months until someone came and visited me. He told me he was my uncle (my mothers brother) and he had just found out about my situation. After about a week of coming to see me, he offered to take me home. So I got checked out and here I am. None of the schools around where we live will allow me to go there so my uncle hired a tutour to come teach me after school. I'm doing my best, to behave and drop the bad habits. My uncle started taking me to a Seventh Day Adventist church around where we live. In the last year, I've been baptised and go to church almost every week. Next year, we're thinking of moving to St. John where I should be able to get into a school and completely start over, which I will be over the moon about. In the mean time, I'm just trying my best to please everyone.

The poetry I write tends to be very personal.
I wouldn't praise myself as a brilliant writer or anything,
I basically just write to let feelings, emotions, ideas etc. escape my head
It's kind of like a coping mechanism.



"It's never too late"

This world will never be
what I expected
And if I don't belong
who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
Make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
you want to end your life
Now and again we try
to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
cause it's not too late
It's never too late

No one will ever see
this side reflected
And if there's something wrong
who would have guessed it
And I have left alone
everything that I own
To make you feel like
It's not too late
It's never too late

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
you want to end your life
Now and again we try
to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

The world we knew
won't come back
The life we've lost
Can't get back
The life we had won't be ours again

This world will never be
what I expected
And if I don't belong...

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
you want to end your life
Now and again we try
to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
It's not too late,
It's never too late

- 3 DAYS GRACE

Ok, so you're wondering what the songs all about right?
First of all, music is my life
My passion

I love music
I want to marry music
and have little rocker children with it...

too far?
ok.

(but I guess that explains my love for musicians)

Anyways, my fav bands are like:
Our Lady Peace (it just gets me)
3 Days Grace (makes me wanna scream)
My Chemical Romance
Aerosmith (hold back the tears)
3 doors down, Alterbridge, Angels and Airwaves, Augustana, Jack Johnson, Snow Patrol, The Fray, Buckcherry, Slayer, Finger 11
Saliva (just let me finish bleeding, it's almost soaked through)- Indie Rock babie
Cheap trick, Death Cab, Foo Fighters, Fuel, Halifax, Jimmy Eat World, John Mayor
even Johnny Cash can make me melt a little
Neverending White Lights - more Indie Rock 4 u
Oasis (totally inspirational)
Ozzy Osbourne (come on man, I kno you can scream)
Rascal Flatts (My heart juice starts to flow..)
Staind, Stevie Wonder (what a legend)
The Beach Boys, the red jumpsuit Apparatus, The Trews, Unwritten Law, Hinder


uhh.. wow, there's so many more but I think I've well exceeded my limit.