well i like this poem - bit cliched (cant spell) but thats poetry for you - its nice to read someones poetry who seems to have the same problems as me but worse! ;o)

Reminds me of Gackt in his Malice Mizer stage.

fingers are next, right? so no more typing in of poems???

I felt this way alot until I got off my butt and started to do somthing with my life, I had no motivation or want to do anything. This girl ran my life and as soon as she was gone there was nothing. I couldnt take it anymore, I just walked out my front door and walked 2 miles and then came home started playing bass and guitar, made new friends and went paintballing and camping every month. The first step is your front door. I dont know if you wrote this poem but if anyone can relate to this poem, then this is my ten cents.

I disagree. This world is full of evil, the day you are born you are inclined to do the wrong thing. But thats only true if you believe in absolutes. So many people these days see only grey, they dont believe in right and wrong, and the truth is the more time goes by the more that dark creeps up on us soon the so-called grey will be blackened and well be asking what went wrong. This is why our troops are over there right now, to put an end to evil. While some may say that the motivation is solely greed I disagree(look at my comment on the poem W.A.R.) While none are perfect, the difference is the will to be perfect which seperates us from the rest of the world, we as a nation were born upon the principles and morals of Christianity. And as time goes by we reject it and shove it as far back as possible claiming to be our own Gods, claiming to know all that is important. If we continue to shun wisdom in this country it will be us burning our books in the streets.

A VAIN ATTEMPT, W.OWEN YOU ARE NOT. NO OFFENCE BUT IT TAKES A REAL POEAT TO DEAL WITH THIS.

This is laxitive for the eyes

you could put on more eyeliner. and add a few more piercings.

It sounds like you should just work out and beat the crap out of all these jerks, thats what I did. I was always messed with because Im a Christian. So I worked out for three months straight and next time someone made fun of me or pushed me around I kicked the crap out of them and made sure everyone saw, I didnt have anymore problems.

so, you're in love with a necrophiliac medical examiner???? ew.!!!!

Again, there is a fine line between sappy melodrama and quality insight. You fell off that line here and I can only hope it is merely a lack of experience in the subject. If not, then I suspect it is just bad writing.

Does anyone ever understand anything Daniella says? on the fourth line from the end do you mean hallow or shallow? Its often best not to wonder who-am-i because the answer always seems to be i-am-nothing!

Trite-o-rama.

yeah i know what u mean - well metaphorically anyway. Its the way some people can make u feel they often dont realise they are doing it or they do it on purpose because they want to hurt you and it works

"Predigests" has to be the worst misspelling I've ever seen. 2.

Bit diffferent to ur other stuff - wow metaphors and everything- you will become a poet yet oh PBofD! 9

This is a incredibly disturbing poem.

indeed true

Also good - i think your work is very interesting, parts are brilliant, parts shite but definatly lots of potential, makes me feel sad to read them so god knows how u feel

Who is this poem about exactly?