IT'S THE DARKNESS WITHIN ME... THE DARKNESS I'LL CARRY FOREVER...
SEE THAT GIRL STARING AT THE SUN WHAT DOES SHE SEE...
* I am sarcastic... If you don't like that, thats ok but my sarcasm makes no exceptions to those easily offended.
* I am stubborn... I don't care if I'm hanging upside down tied to a tree... I don't need your help.
* I am friendly and open... I'll be friends with whoever will be friends with me... race, sexuality, religion, doesn't matter.
* I am your average broken family kid...
* I am above all mother to Riley
* I love chocolate.... best anti-depressant ever.
* I HATE SPIDERS
* I laugh easily, smile rarely... some will understand this, some won't.
* I am just another lost soul..
* I am often depressed...
* I find it hard to open up and trust people.
* I love the rain, night, and thunderstorms... they are when I am most at peace.
* NOT A MORNING PERSON DOES NOT EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT.
Poetry is my escape and the one useful source of expressing all the thoughts mixing through my screwed up little head. My poetry is generally a vent for all the ugly thoughts in my head and so is generally depressive. I don't really care if people like it or not... I write for me.
Understand this though... despite my varying instabilty I am not afraid to have fun... and I will listen to anyone who needs an ear. I am not all sadness
I HAVE MY PEN AND FOR NOW THAT'S ALL I NEED
"Its the pause between your sentences The space between your breath. Its what you don't believe in and what remains when nothing's left. Its the inside and the outside and all the space in between Its the silence that will deafen you and the void that dulls your screams." (Unknown)
"Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above."(Unknown)
"Here´s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren´t fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them.Disagree with them. Glorify or Villify them. But the only thing you can´t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius."
YOUR TEARS YOUR SCREAMS I HAVE FELT THEM ALL
Carolyn: What did the doctor say?
Adam: That I'm not allowed to stick knives in my stomach.
"In the next episode, I load and reload
It's kill or be killed, sell or be sold"
SEE THAT GIRL STARING AT THE SUN WHAT DOES SHE SEE...
* I am sarcastic... If you don't like that, thats ok but my sarcasm makes no exceptions to those easily offended.
* I am stubborn... I don't care if I'm hanging upside down tied to a tree... I don't need your help.
* I am friendly and open... I'll be friends with whoever will be friends with me... race, sexuality, religion, doesn't matter.
* I am your average broken family kid...
* I am above all mother to Riley
* I love chocolate.... best anti-depressant ever.
* I HATE SPIDERS
* I laugh easily, smile rarely... some will understand this, some won't.
* I am just another lost soul..
* I am often depressed...
* I find it hard to open up and trust people.
* I love the rain, night, and thunderstorms... they are when I am most at peace.
* NOT A MORNING PERSON DOES NOT EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT.
Poetry is my escape and the one useful source of expressing all the thoughts mixing through my screwed up little head. My poetry is generally a vent for all the ugly thoughts in my head and so is generally depressive. I don't really care if people like it or not... I write for me.
Understand this though... despite my varying instabilty I am not afraid to have fun... and I will listen to anyone who needs an ear. I am not all sadness
I HAVE MY PEN AND FOR NOW THAT'S ALL I NEED
"Its the pause between your sentences The space between your breath. Its what you don't believe in and what remains when nothing's left. Its the inside and the outside and all the space in between Its the silence that will deafen you and the void that dulls your screams." (Unknown)
"Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above."(Unknown)
"Here´s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren´t fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them.Disagree with them. Glorify or Villify them. But the only thing you can´t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius."
YOUR TEARS YOUR SCREAMS I HAVE FELT THEM ALL
Carolyn: What did the doctor say?
Adam: That I'm not allowed to stick knives in my stomach.
"In the next episode, I load and reload
It's kill or be killed, sell or be sold"
- Last seen on Nov 15 5:52 AM. Member since July 2, 2004.
- I'm a pyrite eye poet for 1166 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "I’m gonna smile there’s nothing wrong, talk like everything’s perfect, act like its just a dream and pretend life’s not hurting me".
- I am a 21 year old girl (Australia)
- When I'm not writing, I'm A mum to my baby son....
- I am in the groups A Perfect Black Rose, Depressed Angels
- I have 1,166 comments, 7 contests
My Poetry
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I lie huddled in the depth of a dark forest. The trees whisper their menacing secrets around me as the leaves rustle, in the cool, damp air. Two iron hands of fear580 lines, 10 comments, October 22, 2004. In <200 lines, Other
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It had been a hard year. That's what everyone was saying. Little, if any rain. In fact Cassie couldn't remember the last time it had rained. Everything873 lines, 1 comment, September 1, 2004. In <200 lines
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"Sometimes life, it just gets to hard. I need to get out of here. If only my thoughts wouldn't haunt me any longer. I'm drowning. I feel my life ebbing770 lines, 1 comment, September 1, 2004. In <200 lines
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Miss Faerie on October 26, 2006Yes, I've written a lot... changed it with the week of free gold...
I miss you a lot and miss the days we used to talk all night
I've never forgotten you and I'm sorry your friends are
I love you my angel Courtney... you saved me
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Miss Faerie on September 27, 2006Hey princess
I miss you too
How are you doing?
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Miss Faerie on June 7, 2006Yet we never talk and neither of us is making any effort
I want to but when are we going to have the time now that we're both so consumed with the love we never thought we'd have...
I'll SMS you tomorrow -
Miss Faerie on June 6, 2006I guess we can't... I don't know where it is that we went wrong but it hurts... maybe i'll write about it hey..
