I see toi everyday,but yet there is a mur between us
How did it happen,what let it happen?
My feelings for toi are pure,but I don't know if toi feel the same way
I'm ready for it,us,I think
A part of me is scared of getting my cœur, coeur broken again par a person I trust
The other part wants toi plus than ever
But there is a problem,there ia also a nother
Who should I choose and who must I let go?
The question I have to ask myself now is "Who di I need to life and who can I life without?"
I'm unsure right-now,just tell me how toi feel,cause toi are driving me crazy

You've got some real demons,
toi know that right?

l’amour and hate,
Black a white.
toi don't know which is which,
Darkness ou light

I'm trying to save you,
Believe me, I am.
But something makes me believe
toi don't want to understand

toi want to live in your world,
Created just for you
And hide in the blindness
Without a clue

The world is turning,
Nothing will last.
Promise me that when I'm gone,
toi won't stay locked in the past

You've got some real demons,
toi know that right?
Don't let your demons define you,
You're both darkness and light

For you, hon!!!! Because toi asked me:D


A wild rose,
A white dove,
A peace long promised.


Death doesn't seem
So scary anymore.
I go towards the light!


I'm so close,
I hear it calling me,
I start running,
I'm almost there.

A few plus steps,
And I would, forever, have
Eternal peace...
I came back to the world
It wasn't my time yet!




















































Hope toi like it:D

one jour toi will sink
and i will hear your crys so loud,they vibrate the house in town,and when toi fall ill hear the sounds of ppl laughing except for meee
because even though toi did me wrong and even though toi shut me down and even changed me and threw me around like your toy and even though toi a dit toi cared even though toi werent really there and toi made me into a monster i never kneww and took away the hope of love...but...
im not you.So i say to you.... change your life because it will not get any better with toi tearing down the walls of everything and everyone toi ever finally get that chance to break them...
pls just stop because the only one whos going to break the most is only you.

shadows in the night
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in l’amour
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a colombe the sign of l’amour
to feel the l’amour
it fits like a gant
l’amour send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me

The darkness in my eyes
fill with tears as children cry
the sound of thunder
rings in my ears
leaving while my earth starts to flood
soaking wet and crying never seems to bother me
flying into darkness as mother yells in her sleep
blood on the white lit sheets on the curtains
never feel complete with sorrow and despair
to the graveyard i run and visit my father
where sunlight never hits
breath in smoke of sisters ciggeret
ashes fall to the floor
as i fall also never open my eyes
never breath again
my hollow soul finds its way nor to heaven ou hell
its Lost for ever and ever
haunting earth brings me the most joy i ever had
dead nor alive i breath in darkness
but never forget me living souls
for i may have left the physical world
i have not yet left the mental world of memory
i never yet again feel the beating cœur, coeur of living
i live like no other
breath like no other
l’amour like no other
but yet i burrow into the light of the world again

do toi truely know who i am
maybe things i write seem happy, depressing, sad?
but am i any of those things?
am i really seen par my personality ou par my body

the truth is i hate life
my mother is a bossy rude horrible person
my dad is never home
my sister is a lowlife girl thinking she'll fine a job

i only have TWO friends
most people i know have at least ten
Kenzie parks, Brandon Rector
there is no more

do toi really think i eat ou sleep
do toi think i go to school
i haven't slept in like a mois the avoid one nightmare
that never seems to want to leave

i skip school my mom just drops me off then i run
i try to hide from my family
until they find me and hit me ou kick me
do toi really think im happy?

the last time i was happy when a friend died
i stood par her grave smiling
saying "Jess i'll be there soon"
think if suicide worked for her it would work for me

so suivant time toi see me
ask yourself
am i like her?
do i truely know..canal?

I still cry.
Why did toi leave me like this?
Why did toi have to die?
Now my life is a crisis

toi knew toi would rot
There was no god to you.
I would have fought
To keep toi from being blue

But toi resorted to a gun
Which left me in hell
Now I run
Trapped inside my shell

I make myself bleed, like toi did
I starve myself, like toi did
I hid my feelings like toi did
Now, Will I die like toi did?

Maybe if toi would have stayed
I wouldn't wish for death
I could've been saved
But now, I let out my last breath



So I know this is depressing but it means a lot to me, no rude commentaires please...
~OfmiceandDes

Poem Daffodils par William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the montrer to me had brought:

For oft, when on my canapé I lie
In vacant ou in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my cœur, coeur with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

In dropped smoky evening with countless fires burning flame which is torn blue cold dark. In small settlements rang sharp, hysterical scream.
Andjelija allocate the plates for dîner pack of children. The scream came from the left room, where a few moments Elvira just came to prepare the bed.
- What started the carnage.
She raised the gun he always wore them. In the middle of the room she noticed an Indian who was holding the hand Elvira Premrl fear. His face was punctured, distortion of smallpox...

Stopping par Woods on a Snowy Evening
par ROBERT FROST

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and La Reine des Neiges lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harnais bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

They spoke sugar-coated words with a serpentine tongue,
Spun tales with a soft silken voice.
Drew her in with their songs that they sung, that they sung,
She was powerless, without a choice.

They whispered nightmares into her sleeping ears,
Tormenting her even in dreams.
In the light they seemed harmless, not one of her fears,
But these creatures were not what they seemed.

They told her of fire, they told her to burn,
Showed her fury, anger, and destructive things.
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t escape,
A puppet controlled par their gossamer strings.

They whispered her lies and she did as they said,
A weak being destined to fall.
But she’s not alone, they’re not just in her head…
There’s a silver-eyed demon inside of us all.

Dear Mom, this is a poem for you. Hope wherever toi are, your with your dad and toi can finally have the birthday you've always wanted, I l’amour you, we all miss you.


Your silly cutesy smile,

Your crazy actions that toi did were oh so wild!

I miss you,

every time I think of you, all the memories that I have with you...

I reach for a tissue.

I don't care if this sounds really sappy,

all I care about is if this made toi happy.

I l’amour you, I miss toi especially that damned
smile,

that damned crazy smile will be here even if toi haven't been here yourself for a while.

Happy birthday,

oh how I wish I could've been there with toi when toi needed me... then maybe you'd be here with all of us today,

today on your 43rd birthday.

Trying to forget the pain,but everywhere I go,it follows me
It hurts knowing that you're not here anymore
If I think back it hurts even more,cause then I remember again what I've lost
All I have left from toi are the fun and beautiful memories,but they're not so real like toi were
My thoughts wander,trying to find yours,but you're to far away for me to reach
I try to think how it would've been if toi wre still alive but you're resting now
My tears are sad,but also happy because I'm lucky to have known you
A great person in life one who loved to have a great time
Now you're flying with the angels,but one jour we'll fly together and have those great times again