Pretty cool. Better than most of the other forums I've been on. But i do have a long way to go though, with clothes and all....but i suppose that will get done in time.
yeah so...i guess ill post my poetry on here?
i have nothing else to do....
yeah so...
this is one of my poems called:
Nothing
No one cares about the girl thats misunderstood.
Pessimistic in her quench for life, she retreats to her haven of blood shattered dreams.
Her home of misconception and deceit.
Here she lies in the pool of blood, from former visits into her soul.
Broken, shattered, soul.
Her outlook on life never alters, it's always the same.
The same lies, the same hate, no, nothing ever changes.
And her wrists...tainted with blood; the scars reveal her hidden faults.
Her hidden identity.
Her real self.
The person no one could ever understand.
No one cared about.
No one talked to.
She was lonely, scared, desperate...worthless.
Nothing.
And thats what she felt as the blade slipped into her flesh...
Into her heart...
As blood seeped and entered the room,
She lay there.
Cold.
Dead.
Worthless.
Nothing.
w/e... stare
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"As blood seeped and entered the room,
She lay there.
Cold.
Dead.
Worthless.
Nothing. "
It was just..WOW! Again, amazing job, I really hope you keep doing this kind of writing, like I said, not many people can actually pull of "dark poetry."