im going insane
i really am, like nothings working out at all. and i no im getting depressed b/c when im depressed i write alot. like poems and stuff. the last one i wrote was about a funeral. and i was kinda scary b/c while im writing its like im not even thinking about and the next minute im writing about homicides and other crazy things. i guess its my creativity-ness. i need someone to talk to and for some reason i really want to cry.
this is one thing i wrote today.:
one girl in a black dress looks through the window
A star shoots across the balckened sky
Make a wish; but it will never come true
Believe, and it may
Childhood will soon end with your wishes lost in the stars
The black dress will fade and the wishes will fade along with it.
this is the other thing about the funeral.:
One rose petal falls lightly to the ground
Watch the way it floats softly
Put your flower on the grave
One tear drops from a bloodshot eye
Watch it drop to the ground
One casket put into the earth
Six feet under
Watch it go down
Your tears turn to blood and you die too
A Tradgedy: for you die amoung your love
One part of you dies; everything dies
sometimes i really scare myself others, i amaze myself.
this is one thing i wrote today.:
one girl in a black dress looks through the window
A star shoots across the balckened sky
Make a wish; but it will never come true
Believe, and it may
Childhood will soon end with your wishes lost in the stars
The black dress will fade and the wishes will fade along with it.
this is the other thing about the funeral.:
One rose petal falls lightly to the ground
Watch the way it floats softly
Put your flower on the grave
One tear drops from a bloodshot eye
Watch it drop to the ground
One casket put into the earth
Six feet under
Watch it go down
Your tears turn to blood and you die too
A Tradgedy: for you die amoung your love
One part of you dies; everything dies
sometimes i really scare myself others, i amaze myself.