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[11 Nov 2005|09:56am] pyrovengance [ mood | amused ] [ music | The Used - I Caught Fire ] I have had the worst case of writers block as of like the past 2 months or sumthin like that. I guess cause im not as sad and depressed as i used to be, so I'm having trouble finding inspiration............Plz Help! |4| eXpressions___ eXpress

i'm to blame [05 Nov 2005|09:47pm] darkprincess_me [ mood | calm ] [ music | control-puddle of mud ] somehow i'm strong you said it must mean something if i'm still alive you said i'm smart and i'll excell in life but i'm weaken i can't control my own pain i can't see clearly when i'm in this distorted scene the sharp edges are,then, my friends to control the emotional somehow the physical pain was never enough the blood which i saw spew from me only provoked me my anger my weakness i'm afraid you haven't understood what i've said tomorrow may never become of me i'm sorry for causing such pain i'd stop if you'd like i'd understand that you too couldn't control my anger but it's towards me NO ONE ELSE it's my fault your hurting now it's my fault my pain somehow converted to you it's my fault my death was too much i'm sorry once again but you can't hear me i've slain the dragon of me i hope my heart still beats so i can't be totally gone i can't disappear can i i'm sorry i'm alone i'm sorry you've inherited my emotioal distress P.S this poem is me blaming myself for my parents mistakes there's more to it but i'm not sure what yet |5| eXpressions___ eXpress

[05 Nov 2005|09:43pm] darkprincess_me hi i'm 16 and been writing for about ten years ( since i learn how to spell and write) most of the things i write are true and come from a place i joined this site to meet new people and to meet people who understand where i'm coming from also i'm in the process of being published i hope you like my poem eXpress

A Loss Of Purpose (I Let Myself Go Remix) [24 Oct 2005|03:56pm] se7en_black His hand slipped out of mine late last night And I panicked. I sat up in bed and looked at him in the Dark. (I wanted this; his bulging insecurities And his vocal gravel and every cell in place.) His wet hair and his sleeping veins And every word silenced as usual By our basic needs. We used to live Our lives, a long time ago. (My life was a continuous series of Roads leading back to the beginning And singular emotions trapped within the Organs of his body; I let myself go one night And I haven't been back since.) We used to go see movies at the Paramount. Now we just eat and sleep and fuck all the time. (I pretend not to notice) As a matter of fact, we fuck a lot these days. It isn't as though we have anything better to do. (The fuckstain widening on the mattress.) eXpress

Disciples Of Boredom [18 Sep 2005|02:46am] se7en_black I followed the blood To the woods And there it became the shadow Of a man long dead. And his eyes were made of fire. And his soul was made of anger. And even god didn’t dare to unlock His secrets. And in his church sat The empty people. The disciples of boredom. The martyrs of absolute Silence in the halls of one man Angry enough to kill a boy who Spoke his name to a relative. Things will not be christened By he who is the Opposite of Jesus. eXpress

[18 Sep 2005|02:43am] se7en_black My name is Se7en Black. I'm 20 years old, I live in Hell, and I've been writing for several years now. That's all for this entry. eXpress

[12 Sep 2005|07:04pm] pyrovengance [ mood | blah ] Alice not so in love by Jessica Light Romantic Fake a lying heart hold me close I fall apart a burning touch as sadness tears through me soul just not fair love so great plus none to give hallows out this heart of fears my cards i play none to smart a joker and a queen of hearts switch it up find the match hidden in the cabbage patch read the story know the end there is no start where to begin like Alice through the looking glass the walrus called the hatter mad no sense to this no sense to that win the race forget the path no sense makes love confusion's friend slow down here we go again. |1| eXpression___ eXpress

[22 Jul 2005|11:51am] pyrovengance [ mood | content ] [ music | Girl all the Bad guys want - Bowling for Soup ] Everything you think I'm not by Jessica Light Your words are equal to my blades, they cut me just as deep. It doesn't matter I won't break, My pain inside I'll keep. I wish you would accept me for who I really am. You'll never understand me till you give me a chance. I'm really no so evil as you would like to think. I love kids, and make good grades, and Sprite's my choice drink. You judge me cause I'm outspoken, And black is what I wear. Or maybe it was the piercings or the red streak in my dark hair. If you really took the time then maybe you would see, Everything you think I'm not, Is what I want to be.       Sumthin Inside by Jessica Light My inner beauty no one sees Deep within it's hide and seek. Try and find it, now you won’t. You can’t see, cause I won’t show Shallow is your beating heart. Dead to meaning, dead to start Black where crimson blood should flow. False the feelings that you show. Assumptions that you make by night Said to me until I cry. My soul it breaks because of you. What can I say? What can I do? They say it is because you care. That's Bullsh*t! You don’t want me there. I'm a burden, I'm a flaw! I'm the little "know-it-all"! You can’t stand the things I do. I'm this way because of you. I will not lie anymore I've opened up so many doors. Finally, meaning I have found You tried to stomp it in the ground. You always tell me that I'm wrong. Good-bye now. It won’t be long. Everyone please tell me what you think. Constructive critisism is welcome as well. |2| eXpressions___ eXpress

Intro [08 Jul 2005|06:45pm] kinkyartist [ mood | cheerful ] [ music | "American Idiot" by Green Day ] My name is Briana and I'm 15 years old. I hail from Saginaw, MI and I live a fairly dramatic life. Mom = unemployment for 2 years. Living situation = 2 gay men, mom, 5 cats, ferret in a 3 bedroom house on the bad side of town. I've been writing for about 5 years now. I write about as often as I breathe - its been the only thing that's kept what lil sanity I have left. I'm working on writing more uplifting poetry but...its not going to well. haha. So...yeah, there's my introduction. If I left anything out or there's something you want to know, just let me know. ~*~Briana~*~ eXpress

Walking Contradiction [08 Jul 2005|05:04pm] pyrovengance [ mood | creative ] Walking Contradiction by Jessica Light Your angry words they slowly kill. Your painful stares they're all I feel. Face to face you contradict, A puzzle piece that just wont fit. A scream so loud that isn't heard. A speech that's said in just one word. Old as time but still so young. Singing tunes that are left unsung. A mighty gale, no leaf was stirred. Asking of problems with no concern a rainbow shines when no rain falls I've tried to hide and still I call. Hidden in the open, lighting up the dark, holding on to nothing waiting for the spark, to start a fire that makes me cold to hold on to my everything that to someone else I've sold. I look up at the sky and see the stars upon the ground. You're standing right in front of me. You're nowhere to be found. |1| eXpression___ eXpress

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