I need to stay awake,but the darkness is pulling me into her world.
She is telling me to close my eyes.I'm afraid that if i close my eyes i'll never open them again.
The fear is a powerful thing,it can destroy us in a second.I start to see silhouettes,shadows,ghosts.My heart starts beating fast.
..
..
..
And than it stops.

It is up to you
To make things right
Cultivate your world
Move towards the light
Opportunity is out there
Just reach out and grab it
Make that intelligent choice
So that you can be the one to rejoice

If you want to be a poet,
just pretend to be depressed.

Drink alcohol, cut yourself, &
pop pills.

Listen to angry music &
wear black every day.

If you dare to smile we will
cut you from the canon!

To be a poet is to be a disciple,
a saddened & sickened disciple.

If you aren't angsty & angry
you cannot be a poet.

Poetry is about sadness
& hate & anger.

Poetry is a way for teenagers
to hate their parents
& get away with it.

Alas, I cannot be a poet;
I believe in Heaven, you see,
or something like it
& enjoy life
immensely.

Between today and tomorrow lives a lifetime
Between today and yesterday seems untrue
Yet, here, in this moment, lies perfection
A glance feels an eternity
Doubt is squelched by honest emotion
And reality breathes in time with our hearts

To be a poet.
It just takes the ability to be a writer.
One, who's creative?
One, who feel challenge?

Select a word and let your mind flow.
And watch a poem begin to form.
For instance, we aware that instance rhymes with distance.

Which is similar in tone to mention.
Which really wasn't my intention.
But in away do get my point across.

While your mind is working around the house.
Challenging yourself to write a poem.

Which in away rhymes with warm.
Which seems to mirror storm.
And if you're undecided.
It's only because you are torn.

Believe in yourself
Accentuate the positive
You can do good things
You only have one life to live
Let no one discourage you
Have the energy to aim high
Move towards brighter days
And reach for the sky

If love is suppose to be real
Then why do we push it away?
We often masquerade our feelings
And we have nothing to say
As the moments continue
Girl, we are both in a state of misery
When words are left unspoken
Our hearts are bound to be broken