The whole day for Ebony seemed to go by with a blur. Finally she founded that no more tears for her boyfriend could be shed. None of her classes seem to get her attion. The warning of failing all of her class from being depressed came to mind.
Ebony Millers sat in her 8th period class. The last class of the year. And finally, the school year would be over in…Ebony looked up at the clock…in 5 minutes. She tapped her on her desk she waited for the last bell.
roses are red violets are blue blood pours from my ears and darkness fills me too
Um, i guess this belongs under POETRY……*shrugs* Sight blurred Flesh crawling Begging to be put Out of misery and despair Wanting back What was once taken Beautiful days Of bright sunshine And singing birds Now dark times Mind shut down Cannot hear my screaming words Sweet roses Grassy paths Become blown dust And hard cold… Continue reading When I Had Innocence
^^ Not my mind.. My talent! I don’t know why, but every time I seem to try to think of a story / poem, the words just don’t flow! I’ve just submitted a poem called Your Roses but I think it’s pretty crap and I don’t know where my ideas / inspiration has gone! =(… Continue reading Losing It!
Your roses lie melting softly in the sun… No one cares to feed them And they don’t bother any one… Your tears fall like a raindrop rolling down your cheek… No one cares to wipe them But they don’t make me feel so bleak… Your heart bleeds out pouring with lost desire… No one cares… Continue reading Your Roses
She Looked At Me, She Smiled And Kissed Me Softly On My Lips. She Got Up And She Walked Away. I Sit There For A Few Minutes, Not Knowing What Just Happened. Then The Tears Hit My Eyes, And I Slowly Start To Realize. She Broke Up With Me…The Words Resound In My Head…She Broke… Continue reading Roses Shatter When You Say Goodbye
I stare at myself in a broken mirror. Lines crawl down my face, Valleys for the tears. Once again salty tears fall on my cracked lips.
Sensations send my mind far away from my body’s hold. Floating free, I soar upon wings of dreams. In these dreams I find you adrift waiting, watching for my soul. You pull me inside and we are of one sensation. This begins our dance.
When the worlds turning, cold, and i have no light to see, the hopeless case, i see inside myself, is me,