:( Last day of summer
Yeah, so its my last day of summer :( I dont get to hang out with Cam today after he gets home becasue well... I dont know why, dad was all, we're going shopping! RAR! Who knows but that makes me sad. Mike S wanted to hang out today, then he was like (at 930) stephie, sorry, im to tired for this i really need to go to sleep. SOoo didnt chill with him cuz he never sleeps lol and he finally wanted to go to bed, so instead, i stayed here leaveing people lots of messages on AIM and cleaning out my back pack from last year.
I found some old poems and drawings from the begining of the year, History class, never did anything in that class....
Nightmare
I walk the streets at midnight,
searching for a sleeping victim.
I slither to their door step,
and right up threw their window...
Once inside I crawl into their mind.
Here I feed my hunger...
My thirst for blood.
I am a nightmare here to take their life away,
slowly I consume their happy thoughts,
hot flashes, night sweats, screaming in the dark,
these are all MY trade mark.
Once you awake you will no longer be scared,
for I have disapeared.
Now I am a memory lurking in you head,
I will appear again when the night is dead.
Patiently I wait for you to sleep again.
Your eyelids grow heavey, and once again your fate is in my hands....
I am a nightmare
Fall asleep if you dare.
Yeah I dont know, I dont like how I randomly changed the person thingy, their to your... I dont know what tense to make it be in, or should I leave it how it is? I think Their needs to be like Your but who knows, what do you guys think I should make it be?
Machine
Life is like a machine
It is made of many parts.
You never know when one of the gears will stop.
There are many turns a machine must make
as there are paths that you will be forced to take.
When your life stops, your last gear has dropped.
There's nothing left for you...
you no longer work....
you are NOTHING....
The machine is nothing....
It now sits, rusting in an abandond factory,
as you sit rotting in a whole in the ground.
Life is like a machine,
you can never predict when it will stop.
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Creatures lurking in the dark of night
they will bring children an eerie fright.
They crawl out of the sewer,
and find their way to your front door.
There they wait...
and wait for it to become very late...
when the night is as dark as dark can be
This creature will prey on you and me...
Once they feast on blood and brains...
and leave no flesh or other remains...
They turn and crawl back home
There they'll wait untill after the sun has shown.
Once again they'll leave their den
To start the feast all over again.
Very bored... Camerz called me for a few minutes a little while ago, dont know if i said that or not but yeah. I'm tired and hungry, i'm going to make some food. bye :)
Oh and i cant spell lol but Nahnies is sleep or something like that in Portugese so yeah lol i cant even spell portuguese lol
I found some old poems and drawings from the begining of the year, History class, never did anything in that class....
Nightmare
I walk the streets at midnight,
searching for a sleeping victim.
I slither to their door step,
and right up threw their window...
Once inside I crawl into their mind.
Here I feed my hunger...
My thirst for blood.
I am a nightmare here to take their life away,
slowly I consume their happy thoughts,
hot flashes, night sweats, screaming in the dark,
these are all MY trade mark.
Once you awake you will no longer be scared,
for I have disapeared.
Now I am a memory lurking in you head,
I will appear again when the night is dead.
Patiently I wait for you to sleep again.
Your eyelids grow heavey, and once again your fate is in my hands....
I am a nightmare
Fall asleep if you dare.
Yeah I dont know, I dont like how I randomly changed the person thingy, their to your... I dont know what tense to make it be in, or should I leave it how it is? I think Their needs to be like Your but who knows, what do you guys think I should make it be?
Machine
Life is like a machine
It is made of many parts.
You never know when one of the gears will stop.
There are many turns a machine must make
as there are paths that you will be forced to take.
When your life stops, your last gear has dropped.
There's nothing left for you...
you no longer work....
you are NOTHING....
The machine is nothing....
It now sits, rusting in an abandond factory,
as you sit rotting in a whole in the ground.
Life is like a machine,
you can never predict when it will stop.
No title
Creatures lurking in the dark of night
they will bring children an eerie fright.
They crawl out of the sewer,
and find their way to your front door.
There they wait...
and wait for it to become very late...
when the night is as dark as dark can be
This creature will prey on you and me...
Once they feast on blood and brains...
and leave no flesh or other remains...
They turn and crawl back home
There they'll wait untill after the sun has shown.
Once again they'll leave their den
To start the feast all over again.
Very bored... Camerz called me for a few minutes a little while ago, dont know if i said that or not but yeah. I'm tired and hungry, i'm going to make some food. bye :)
Oh and i cant spell lol but Nahnies is sleep or something like that in Portugese so yeah lol i cant even spell portuguese lol