Thread: It's Good To Share

What's wrong with the original color of the font. I cant see the text.

You can read it if you highlight it.

Hmm, it's pretty dark stuff and also abit busy. But positive points are that a good representation of 'damage'... erm, I think.

I know that Sibby. I just dont want too. ^-^ The writer should make it easier for the reader if they want something commented on, dont ya think? Why should the reader work to read it? Lol.

sorry about the font colour guys...i put it in maroon to get you in the feel but i guess it wasn't too much of a good idea eh? anyways i'll edit now...also for my apologies i'll just add the rest of my poems in here(not all at first of course but whenever i get the chance or feel like it) and maybe (maybe not) you'll see one you'll like...

pushing and pulling
pulling and pushing
only to end up where you started
foreign forces in you
taking over everything inside
wanting to turn away from them
turn your back to them
wishing they were gone
though yu know
it'll just come back
forcing its way to your front
no matter how much you keep
pushing and pulling
pulling and pushing
you may be crying
deep inside
jumping with joy
deep inside
feeling nothing
deep inside
these foreign forces in you
are just that much deeper
never learning to care
using those emotions
forcing you
to do things you never thought
you'd be able to even imagine
making you
do things you never would do
without these foreign forces
pushing and pulling
pulling and pushing
to get these foreign forces out
here they come again
giving into their demands
subsiding your used to be personality
letting more of these foreign forces in
now turning for help
now needing this help
you desperately seek out
for a hand or more
wanting to rid yourself
of these foreign forces
needing to annihilate them
from this body that used to be held so sacred
so here you go
step by step
zero to one-hundred percent
doing anything-everything you can do
to stop these foreign forces
irritating yourself so much
making you lose so much of your control
without the help of a trusted one
help of a loved one
you are to live with these foreign forces
now you scream for help
it is needed now more than ever
you may receive an answer
you may never even get a whisper
but now your life is forever changed
no matter what path you may take

...funny thing is i was only talking about smoking back then

Not bad i like it i commend you on your marvolous work. but i do have some advice GET HAPPY you don't have to live life all depressin and morbid though it is fun any ways blood and guts is good and all (very good actually(he he he evil laugh)) but you need to be happy you know butterflys and floating dead pokemon stuff like that ( you didn't hear the thing about the dead pokemon)

mmm yes happy you say? otay then happy... happy... yes i have one or two of those hold on a sec please...

I So Dearly Love
To hold you hand in hand
To be with you as long as i can
To lie next to you in the peaceful sand
Barely being able to say bye to you at the days end
Because you make my life so grand
Thinking about you all the time
Words just flowing out of my mind
None being able to express why you are so fine
Knowing that i am yours and you are mine
A query i can not find
Without you life just wouldn't be devine
You and those soft wonderfully brown eyes
Who looks so beautiful like a white dove
Whom i so dearly love...

(i know it's been like a week since i've last posted here and it's old but i've grown attached to your [everyone] criticism.)