Mood: DepressedMy heart just doesn't seem to want to be whole again, and i fear that this time i've lost a piece i can never have back, thus making me a portion instead of whole........Created 2005-11-14 11:16:24
Mood: Rant...i just don't know what to do with myself anymore...whether to keep trying to become something extreme and me in this one sided world, where i am now questiong me....who i am, what i need, will anyone help me, love me, want me? This is not the angst or addling of a heart broken teenager. Just because i am 17, doesn't mean i am not an adult...trust me i've been through more than many adults have ever had to think of...i am an adult....one that had a real love and was cheated on, backstabbed, and betrayed in every sense, and not only that, but he is not convicted, by me, as a soul stealer, though his soul itself has already been stolen...sorry, didn't mean to ramble on...either way, my head keeps spinning and spitting things for me to do...my heart just doesn't seem to want to follow........Created 2005-10-26 12:00:41
Mood: The UsualThis is just for something new to pu there, but my poem "The Circus is in Town" is about me, written from myself to myself in a way. Since so many are saying it's so mean and hearltess, i don't peopel to think that i'm telling someone else those things, it's more of a self-laothing thing....idk, somethign like that.......Created 2005-03-17 21:43:11
Mood: The UsualWhen you want to cry, feel you want to die, tilt your head back, and look at the sky....
A friend i know didn't want to cry, so i said this to her. I do and say this to myself whenever tears want to come. But you see, i hate to cry, so it's stops the tears, but my acting right now won't let me think on anything that would make me said, that's why i'm a good actress, i've even fooled myself sometimes....it's amazing how far acting can go. If you are confused at all about the whoel acting thing, read my poem "Actress"....Created 2005-02-07 20:40:57
Mood: The UsualHello peoeple. I am sorry that i have not had the chance to thank each of you indvidually for your comments on my writins. I'm glad that so many of you like my poems, it means a lot that someone out there understands. Again, sorry that i could not thank you each individualy, i'm sure oyu can all understand the lack of time in such a case. Again, thank you for your kind words and i look foward to reading more of your owkr, as well as seeing what you have to say about mine....Created 2005-02-04 23:48:34
Mood: The UsualFirst i would like to say, do not comment on any work of mine to meerly say that you don't like it because it is short, it's a waste of everything. Do not use me to raise your comment percentage, i don't appreciate it, i'm sure you could find something to at least comemnt on, so don't comment if "it's too short" or somethign along those lines is all you're going to say. Now, on to my poem "She wanted the whole world...." it is supposed to be short, the simplisticness is supposed to suggest innocence. Though it open to interpretation, the poem does have a certain meanign i wanted to suggest to the readers, though few if any have seemed to understand it. The girl holding the world was not so she could possess it for power, she wanted to change the world, be known to the world, affect the world. The rest of the poem is to show that she got no help and was abandoned by the world in her wish and dream to change it, so yes, suicice is mentioned, or could be metioned witht he last line "she let the whole world just slip away". It is to show that she wanted no more to with somethign that coudl treat her so cruelly. If you have anythign else on this poem you would like to as or discuss, please do so, i would be happy to explain....Created 2005-02-01 08:41:09
Mood: The UsualFor everyone who has left a comment on my newest piece "I've always stopped my tears..." i hope you read this. It seems my poem may have been taken in a very different light than it was meant to be, maybe my description helped to point you in the wrong direction. I feel so strongly and passionate about this piece that i feel i must explain to you the true meanign or i will have to erase it from my memory for fear it will be thought of in the wrong light. I love chris, but he doesn't not lvoe me, not like that anyway, and it kills me. I've started to cry abotu a million times, but i refuse to make myself weak, to be alone and cry like that, and when chris kept telling me to cry, that i needed to for my hearts sake is when i had him make that promise to me. This poem is a reflection of how i hope things will go, i'm almost positive they will. This poem is not abotu lvoe, it is abotu me just realizing that he will help me if he can, that i'm so tortured by loving him that i have to cry, and the irony is that i'm crying to him, almsot about him. That is the poems true light. thank you and i hope others enjoy it, even though it's not a "joyful" piece....Created 2005-01-18 22:22:00
Mood: In LoveSo i am here now, you there, and i still think about you, and wish i could have one more hug from you before i close my eyes and try and sleep. One more smile from you before my thoughts drift away.....i guess i will have to wait for another day....since you are my only reason to live that long.
~Mercy...Created 2005-01-14 22:53:59