life in jail

heres a poem i really adore.

Life Is A Prisonby PuffLife is a prison,Oh God let me out.No one to listen,To hear when you shout.Climb the walls of insanity,Ride the waves of despair.If you fall it don't matter,There's no one to care.Used to wish for a window,To see birds, trees and sky,But you're better without one -Stops you aiming too high.Watching freedom is painful,For those locked away.Seeing joy, love and happiness,Another price that you pay.Strong is good, weak is bad.Be it false, be it true.Your mind makes the choice,And enforces it too.Cell walls built by society,With rules to adhere.If you breach the acceptable,You had better beware.Hide the pain, carry on,Routine is the key.Don't let on that you're not,What you're pretending to be.Lock it all up inside you,How badly that bodes.Look out for that one day,When it all just explodes.Leaving naught but a shell,Base functionality too.But killing all else,That was uniquely you.So how do you grow,With a time bomb inside?Or how to defuse it,Without destroying its ride?You can't.

i no u never realized that im dead but i am. my parents found out yesterday. my counselor told me that was the next step. im having to write a journal/ book it dumb but wat ev here ya go.

1. How did you die? I don't want to talk about.(that wasnt good enough for tammy) ok. i slipped in the shower and bumped my freakin head.
2. How long have you been gone? sixteen months.
3. Death age/true age? 15/16
4. What do you miss most about being alive? food.
5. What, if anything, is cool about being a zombie? him
6. How did your family react to you coming back? they didnt no. now they dont say nothin. they just sit there.
7. Most humiliating moment as a zombie? finding out the hard way that i could puke.
8. Visible signs of zombiism? paler.
9. Goals/ambition? marry and be happy.
10. "If I were alive today, I would..." live life to the fullest and love unconditionally.

just something random

heres something i think is great:


1 Corinthians 13: 4-7


Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

my first foot in too deep!!!

this was written when i was an eighth grader.......ive always been a misfit since the first day of sixth grade......until i met my friends i didnt like being the way i am....but i fit in now.......i love this poem...you can loathe it......just tell me wat u think...

Slit my throat
Burn me with gasoline
Choke me until I cant breath
Hold a wasp to my nose
Hang me upside down
Put a rope around my neck and pull
Suck out my blood
Push me off a cliff
Break my neck
Break my bones
Let me bleed to death
Leave me stuck between elevator doors
Never wake up after a nap
Drug me
Push me into the ocean with sharks
Push me into a lake with paronas
Kill the one I love
Shoot me in the head
Shoot me in the heart
Drop a piano on me
Crush my skull
Tell me you love me
Take away my life
All happy endings!

Welcome!!!!!

Hey!!!!i just wanted to say what this blog will be like so you wont waste your time with it....they'll be my poetry and poems n sayings i lik and weird stuff that i like and want to say. later ill tell u who n wat i am but i dont feel lik it rite now.......i got to go read prom nights from hell:)