Honestly I've been thinking...I'm glad people have taken the time to look at this...the 18 hits so fare say it all! I want to make this into a story but, this is only the first part of the whole thing. The poems help to tell the story and will provide some cules so, keep your eyes open for my next chapter. Funny...I started thinking of something to write after, my mom took me to TACO BEll to eat. Well..you'll just have to find out by reading the next installment! Bye!


Choking

The throat grows titer.

Breathing becomes harder.

Visions are blared.

Past shadows clear.

No other souls know.

Two souls bond.

No way out.

The struggle goes on.

One takes the other's place.

Rolling on the ground.

Gasping for air in endless hell.

Heads start to pound.

How fare will violence go before it's stopped?

Smoke fills the room.

Burned fish dance.

A pair of dumb ass's lay in the kitchen.

The world moves on without them.

I felt like writing this poem about Ryuk from Death Note an anima series on cartoon network. If any one ever finds this….which odds are very unlikely, I am just another fan girl with a mild interest. No else besides my friends and family knows about my "so called love" so to speak. No one besides me really even cares………. Well enough about me on with my weird love poem(if what I am writeing can even be called that)

Feelings

When ever I think of you.

I feel my heart beat.

My hands shake.

I feel heat.

Cheeks turn pink.

Neck hairs stand on end.

Images run wild though my head.

A tickling sensation starts at the hips.

Chills race though .

Thinking of you lips.

Reaching out to feel the air.

Only to discover no ones their.

Now it feels like some sort of knife is in my head.

Good night.

My nonexistent pet it's time for bed.

It's about three in the morning when I wrote this…

I can understand if you wish to poke fun at me….

I am used to it…..people do it all the time……

I do it more inwardly at other people……but, I don't like to tell them.

Sometimes the people I make fun of the most are the ones I like………

Good night!!

Empty

I feel empty like a tank.

No amount of oil could fill me.

I can't think of a single thing.

My mind an utter blank.

I feel my mind slowly wasting away.

Why can't I think of a poem today?

I see rain slowly falling from the sky .

Along with smoke in this car as ash falls from a from a cigarette freshly lit!

A day later I still cannot think dippiest the fact I function normally though the day.

Please don't let my mind waste away.


I'll update soon within a month mean while please keep the hits coming! I love all you viewers so much!