ok, im all good, the entries werent erased and im ok now. i am going to talk about......... ummmmmm
dammit!! i had a great topic a few seconds ago!!!!!
o now i remember. does amyone have any good tips about keeping a good journal on a computer? i really want to start one. oh, and have some poems.
A letter from heaven
i look through blood-stained eyes
at the cruelty before me.
i am only five,
but i have seen more than someone who is fifty.
my mother lies before me,
dead.
i pass her bye.
i see nothing unusual.
everything is normal.
there is nothing wrong.
i hear people talking,
they are close, yet far away.
"this little boy is dying" they say.
" he is a jew, leave him" another says.
i am confused.
they ignore me?
i am just a child,
there is nothing wrong with me.
why then?
why is there so much hate?
i feel it.
it pulses around me,
threatening to overtake me,
it seems like it will,
when i feel a hand.
it is strong and warm.
it leads me to saftey.
it is warm and white here.
i am happy.
even though there was so much misery.
when i left.
there is none here,
there is nothing here,nothing but love.
theres more, but i forgot is have some more!!
we stood there.
side by side.
holding hands
as the sun set.
i told myself,
"don't let go,
because if you do
you'll never know
what goes on in his head
as he stands there,
instead of speaking."
you walked from this place
i followed your pace
hoping not to break this bond.
you turned bak and said
" what goes on in my head
is none of tour buisness
you know"
that was the point
that stiffened my joints
and made me realise
something important.
the bond we had,
the life we shared
was cracked,
shatttered,
broken.
and this!!
Is this life null and void?
or am i just paranoid
that this might be the end.
i confide in you my friend
the world has but one fault,
but time, it will not halt
for me to have the time
to put this into rhyme
you ask me
"what is it?
hate?
death?
love?
speak true."
I said
"I will speak true
and for you i will sew a
a web of truth
and say
that the one fault,
the thing gone wrong,
is you"
and this one too!!
the flame
behind your eyes
has lond burnt out.
when i saw you with her,
mine was gone too.
now you have
killed us both
but our heartbeat
is stll there
we are dead
but we were still in love
once,
long,
ong,
ago
fearrr the poetry!! eat the poetry!!
now and take this!!! and that!! an- oh, wait, i dont have any more.
never mind sweatdrop
gottagobye!!
-runs away really really fast-
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