I NEED YOUR HELP!!! POEM!!!
sorry, it is untitled, needs revision, and im not sure if it is finished yet
urg, i know it is really bad, everytime i read it i decide to change it, and i am still not satisfied with this outcome, but i won't change it anymore until i can get some feedback from other people (cough cough)
Why can't I live that fairy tale life that haunts me?
The life that breathes in my dreams, dances in my mind, plays in my eyes.
Oh god! it haunts me so.
It locks me up inside myself;
running around like a headless chicken;
I wander.
But I have doubts that any chance of freedom from this monotonous complex simplicity of my very being will come to me.
I am locked up inside myself and I am scared.
Others complain;
but I say bring the pain.
I finally drift away and I watch myself as if I am different person.
And a silent hill calls to me;
and I weep.
With crimson tears from fear of the truth spoken to me,
I am silent.
Never heard; never told.
I am locked up inside myself and I am scared.
The silent hill whispers dreams deep into my breath,
Dreams of lords and ladies of the unknown and the dark abyss,
And they let me see.
It unlocks my body and my mind.
I am no longer a prisioner to myself;
and I can see all.
this has nothing to do with the poem, but please read!!!
im so excited and sad at the same time:
this guy from my school, nick, is such an amazing artist and he is really cool and awesome and has a great taste in music. but i am aso sad because he is leaving the school. he told me today was his last day there and so he asked for my phone number, and i asked him why. and he told me that he has a painting he made for me or he is going to make me a painting (i dont remember if he said he already made it or not) and he said he wants to give it to me but since he is leaving the school, and i havent talked to him outside of school, this way he can send it to me... you have no idea how cool this is guys!!! seriously, WOW!!! its cool especially because i didnt ask him to make me one or anything, he was just like, you are really cool, and since you (you being me) made me (me being him) all those cool cd's (i made him a couple of compilations because we have very similar taste in music for the most part) and i really love the cd's. WHOO HOO!!! ok, i was just thinking, it would be really akward if he reads this.... weird! also, if you know who im talking about and if you know him and talk to him, please dont tell him i wrote all this. im not as excited as i seem right now, i just seem really hyper because im not on my meds and im overtired! ok any way, i should go to sleep now.
love you all mucho!
^v^ sarah ^v^
urg, i know it is really bad, everytime i read it i decide to change it, and i am still not satisfied with this outcome, but i won't change it anymore until i can get some feedback from other people (cough cough)
Why can't I live that fairy tale life that haunts me?
The life that breathes in my dreams, dances in my mind, plays in my eyes.
Oh god! it haunts me so.
It locks me up inside myself;
running around like a headless chicken;
I wander.
But I have doubts that any chance of freedom from this monotonous complex simplicity of my very being will come to me.
I am locked up inside myself and I am scared.
Others complain;
but I say bring the pain.
I finally drift away and I watch myself as if I am different person.
And a silent hill calls to me;
and I weep.
With crimson tears from fear of the truth spoken to me,
I am silent.
Never heard; never told.
I am locked up inside myself and I am scared.
The silent hill whispers dreams deep into my breath,
Dreams of lords and ladies of the unknown and the dark abyss,
And they let me see.
It unlocks my body and my mind.
I am no longer a prisioner to myself;
and I can see all.
this has nothing to do with the poem, but please read!!!
im so excited and sad at the same time:
this guy from my school, nick, is such an amazing artist and he is really cool and awesome and has a great taste in music. but i am aso sad because he is leaving the school. he told me today was his last day there and so he asked for my phone number, and i asked him why. and he told me that he has a painting he made for me or he is going to make me a painting (i dont remember if he said he already made it or not) and he said he wants to give it to me but since he is leaving the school, and i havent talked to him outside of school, this way he can send it to me... you have no idea how cool this is guys!!! seriously, WOW!!! its cool especially because i didnt ask him to make me one or anything, he was just like, you are really cool, and since you (you being me) made me (me being him) all those cool cd's (i made him a couple of compilations because we have very similar taste in music for the most part) and i really love the cd's. WHOO HOO!!! ok, i was just thinking, it would be really akward if he reads this.... weird! also, if you know who im talking about and if you know him and talk to him, please dont tell him i wrote all this. im not as excited as i seem right now, i just seem really hyper because im not on my meds and im overtired! ok any way, i should go to sleep now.
love you all mucho!
^v^ sarah ^v^