The End

July 4, 2010
By Anonymous

Frozen in darkness, bleeding in light.
Quivering in the shadows, hiding in the moonlight.
Crying at dawn, screaming at noon.
Wailing and howling at the full moon.
Yearning for salvation, striving for joy,
tending to be all alone and coy.
Seeing a door open then close.
Yelling your heart out to get over your woes.
Emptyness in the form of an emotion.
Standing dead still when your really in motion.
Straight white walls aline the rooms.
You're crazy and mad you begin to assume.
an asylum of hungry, bloodthirtsty demons.
A parylyzed man across a river he runs.
The yelps of a mute girl clawing for love,
as a dark cloud dramatically plummets from above.
The ripping of souls and tearing of hearts,
then salting and burning all the pathetic little parts.
Wanting something that's found no where.
searching black rocks that is the w/o a care.
Boiling your blood, you'll soon pay the cost.
quiver and cower cause your souls forever lost.

The author's comments:
I was kinda depressed when i wrote this

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Danica SILVER said...
on Jul. 27 2010 at 5:41 pm
Danica SILVER, Avondale, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
"It is our choices, that show who we truly are, far more than our abilities." -- Albus Dumbledore

This is so sad, but really well written.  Your word choice really conveys the emotion


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