bratling

I make these decisions that I can't explain.
When I make them I go in like a storm.
Not knowing where I'm going.
Just knowing that it -feels- right.
But there always comes a time that I open my eyes.
I realize the mess I've made.
THe tornado I've spun
The damage I've done.
The people I've lost.
The people I've hurt.
I look over the wasteland of of broken things and people.
This is my creation.
This is my Kingdom.
This is where I rule.
The angel demon thunderstorm.
The nothingness of the sky.
The everything in the galaxy.
The emptiness of my being.
Lost little ghost.
THis is your home.
Can you love me anyways?

written May 15th.

KuwiRules145

Oh wow!! This such an unique poem reading this. All you want is this persons love which seems so romantic!!!! Well to me anyway hope to see more!

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bratling

Aw. Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

I'm going to have to write more often. It's great therepy and great venting and you guys seem to like it thus far as much as the Sprout does. So I think I'll have to do it more often.

Ichigo_06

Hey bratling you did a wonderfull job on this I really like it alot. You know you have a therapy like I do although mine is drawing manga. anywas I really like this poem I am looking forward to reading some more from you.

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atomik_sprout

Yeah, you're gonna have to. ^_^ I like your poetry. It kinda gets ya right here! *pounds ribcage* LOL. I especially like this one. Maybe it's because I can see where your emotions are coming from. You are my best friend after all. ^_^

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bratling

That's probably cus I was thinking about youand amber and the crazy shit floating around lately when I was writing this.