The Chests

Digging through my chests,
one's colorful,
one's Black and Blue.
I did through the colorful one,
and there are toys
and black and white pictures.
The toys each bring back,
a memory of a friend,
gone to the wayside.
The pictures are of those,
for whom I could never be with.
The one's that never appriciated me.
I keep some photos,
and throw the rest away.
All the toys are thrown away,
exept for a few,
whom I might can save.
All scarred and beaten,
of old age.
After a while,
the chest is empty,
I have no more pain now.
I then open the other chest,
and inside my dreams.
My hopes,
wishing,
and things that I can accomplish.
I set these pics,
and toys inside.
The toys turn to pictures,
and the pictures all turn to color.
These are the things I can keep,
and these are the things,
that I can hold on to.
I see one thing left,
in the Black and Blue chest,
a note...
It reads,
"Congradulations...
You have found what your living for."

Justin McCormick (K' Heart)


I appologize to all the people that I have hurt, or upset. I needed some time for soul searching. Now I am ready to take on what stands against me, and I know why I am alive. I hope you all understand that i wish to pain no more, and this is just the start....

Great, a sad one, i like how you describe youre pain, i would give it a 8.

Honestly, that was heart-breaking. A sad one, anyway, a good start of apologizing to others. I'll pray for you, for the struggles that you are facing in the future. Enough of this. Good luck.

To tell you the truth... I was not in pain when I wrote this, like I normally might be... I was describing my pain, and how I use to feel, but only remembering. I actually felt good when I wrote it, so I'm suprised that pain actually showed through, even though I am apologizing to people I care about. I have to be the gentleman, or I can't be K' Heart. But I'm wierd and that's just me... 'nuff