| Well here is where you will find my stories
http://www.fictionpress.com/~shydarkness
There isn't anything there now but there will be soon.
Once again thank you. You guys truly are very kind.
Take care. I still have my personal xanga so if you want to know it then leave a comment.
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| woah haven't written a poem in a while eh? Lol. Yeah I've just lost my talent for it and I don't think I'll get it back but hey it was cool while it lasted. I guess this means I'm done with this xanga.
Okay well thank you for supporting my writing. You've really helped me build up my confidence with it. I am still writing but not poems stories are more my style now.
I do have a personal xanga. If you want to know it then leave a comment.
~Adieu |
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~Misery Lies In My Past~
I cried a tear when I left your place Now I feel deserted and afraid The good times we've shared Almost forgotten I will never live again Your death is my depair The only memories left A toy unicorn and a dead rose Only that sadness of your passing crept Crept deep inside my soul And drained my life away To this day I wear the color of mourning I wear the color of my soul A piece of stone from your grave I stole Death is my only escape And no this is not a phase On the day I enter my stone house A sigh will be my final sound Signifying my freedom from life With only this letter telling of my sorrow inside Away in the srpirit world I will hide This is my last word Goodbye
Sorry I haven't posted a pome in awhile. Just haven't been in awriting mood in a long time. I think I've lost my inspriation. |
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I wrote poem for school. The poem doesn't do the name justice.
~The Raven~
Soaring high in the heavens Like she owns the sky With feathers the purist of black And with eyes like tiny black marbles Watching your every move and cry Gliding easily down toward the ocean She gently kisses the water with her wing Savoring the nice cool touch Watching it's stunning glow She departed toward home She is the lovliest site The beauty of darkness The raven |
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| I wish I could correct a mistake I've made A new friendship we could create When I hear the song of dandelion's passing I can picture your tear's amassing Gathering to make a portrait of pain From which deep inside it came Your beautiful eyes I wish to see one more time But not holding back tears from the divine Your shattered feelings lay upon the floor Right next to your beautiful corpse I wish to read your mind one last time To hear your voice release secrets you wish to find But everytime I look to see where you are I always see you standing in the middle of nowhere With the Lady shining above your head And you standing there waving goodbye Oh what horrible dread Because Now that your gone I am one of the dead Because of these scars from you that bled |
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