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Unaware I stand in the hall, The curtains carelessly flow. Certain that I could hear his call, But denied, for death did blow. The October sun eternally glistens, Leaves fall and dance around. Just wait and listen: Memories that haunt continue to surround. Your toxic waste creeps into future time, Even after a beautiful memorial do you seek, To thrive in this world, as little as a dime. No, you will not be forgotten, even though you were weak. Times have changed and your time has come Our life together memorable, but more it cannot become. |
Death is always surprisingly hard to deal with. There was this kid, David, when I was 12, and although nobody knew it, he was really sick, and nobody liked him because he was supa obnoxious. But one day my ma mentioned in passing that he'd died over the summer, and that killed me. I thought maybe she hadn't actually told me that and when I woke up, I'd go to school and find him and we'd be bffs. Ha. . . A few things, which you can 100% ignore. I understand if you don't want to revise. But here, thoughts: Some of the rhymes are interesting, and others are less than... Your toxic waste creeps into future time, (i like this) Even after a beautiful memorial do you seek, To thrive in this world, as little as a dime Now after that awesome toxic waste line, you kind of... drop off. I'm not sure the idea of being as little as a dime coincides accurately with the idea of thriving in the world. And I hate to say it, but it seems like you put that in just to make the rhyme. Also this: Our life together memorable, but more it cannot become. ... super wordy... I would suggest maybe making it, "our life together memorable, but no more it can become." So... I don't know. These are just my thoughts. | Posted on 2009-05-08 00:00:00 | by etheror | [ Reply to This ] | |