LISTEN UP PEOPLE!! I'M SORRY TO SAY BUT DARRIN ISN'T AVAILABLE ANYMORE! HARSH TOPIC YEA, BUT LONG STORY SHORT!! THIS IS HIS SISTER ~Daggers~ AND I'M SORRY TO SAY THAT DARRIN ISN'T WITH US ANYMORE...

I'm just who I should be..
If you want to know more, Message me...
I am actually 16... made a typo!!

Okay don't feel bad or anything about what i'm about to type...
I just found out my dad has brain cancer which bascially is saying he has a brain tumor. He has been in the hospital for the past two nights and is under extreme condition, but the doctors are thinking he has something else... best of prayers to him!


Trapped in the glorious years
within the memory of belief, lost of all grief.
Take the reasons,
which once seemed so clear,
but never mind, you have nothing to fear.
For you my fried will be, forever young,
Forever in the heart of memories.

Lost in the glory of all time,
the wisdom was there within that smile,
You see you could have told us,
there within lies the mystery.

So shed a smile, and grin a tear,
For you my friend, will be,
Forever young, Forever young.
Forever in the heart of memory,
We see not through or misery.
Forever young, forever young.
There's a new angel tonight.



We used to talk
We used to laugh
We were best of friends
I thought that’s how it would always be
You taught me so much
Told me exactly what to say
I wish it were still the same
But someday I know it will
Maybe not today
But we’ll meet up again
It won’t be long until I see your face
In Heaven that marvelous day



She shared with us with her style and grace,
so lovely, slim with smiling face.
Her hair was golden, her smile was warm,
to see her was to know her charm.

She loved her family most of all,
but shared herself with all who called,
and had no prejudice, or hate -
but accepted life just on her faith.

Her life was short but full of love,
for family, home and God above.
So short a time with us it seems,
no time to really fill her dreams.

But sometimes God has other plans,
that's different from we mortal man.
He uses us to fill his needs,
to do his work, to sow his seeds.

And so our Sarah's gone away,
a star in Heaven some would say.
Memories of her are wonderful you see,
a perfect vision of life that's free.



Utopia
by Michael Anderson
Sunrise on the desert.
Golden sands, a red- orange sky.
A shadow cast in darkness-
On the winds subtle cry.
Crossing a painted picture,
A seemingly endless cage.
Facing another day alone,
The cowboy turns the page.

He rides towards the horizon,
Where each night the sunsets hide.
Black Stetson hat, callused hands,
On the white horse he calls Pride.
A face rough and unshaven,
Kabar knife, boots and Levi's.
Never a smile, never a frown,
Just wild, blue staring eyes,

And the desert winds blow harsh,
Dust kicking up in his sight.
But steady on his march,
The man presses on through the plight.
Perseverance leads the way,
On the lonely, sometimes dreadful quest.
Indeed a good man some would say,
But I'd say he's the best.

And the dream seems within reach now,
The tiresome journey nearing its end.
He can see it in the distance,
As the storm seems to suspend.
A land where emotions flourish-
In grandiose euphoria.
A land where pain eases and hearts nourish,
A land he calls "Utopia".

Yes determination, will, and guts,
His three best friends behooved-
Have led him to the crossroads-
Where nothing remains to be proved.
The desert lies behind him,
Prosperity just ahead on the plain.
He slows up just a moment,
Gently pulling back the reign.

Tipping his hat without looking back-
To those he touched on this parade.
He holds his head high, lets out a sigh,
Watching a brilliant sunset fade.
And night comes on the wings of angels,
Calling a billion stars to his side.
Carrying him away to his "Utopia",
The cowboy's final ride.



I look up at the prodigious escarpment before me
The twisted pagan face I need to tame.
To sit like a god at its zenith
To beat the rock diabolic
And as I stand with body fearfully shaking
Thoughts of calamitous death awaken every instinct
And my vice-like hand takes a hold
Doggedly I pull my aching body higher
Adrenaline invades every part of my being
Giving me strength to carry on
On this long lonely climb I am divinity
My Devil the fall waits with open arms
Then fate deals me the dead mans hand
And I make my fast descent
And I think only of my friends and family
No death scream departs my lips
I have lived the way I wanted to live
And died the way nature has decreed
But do not make me the excuse for tears shed
Remember I was with you all who shared my life
And all who passed through it now have a piece
Carry it always, for I shall carry you with me.



The stars in the heavens shine down upon this dark and lonely abyss,

This black sultry night
Called Grief

When then sun arises to awaken the morning dew,
And when the birds sing their songs of love and hope,
When the angels stand upon the silky sands,
And sing their songs of love and hope,

The darkness within the soul of a mortal
Will once again be ridden of that pain,
And he will live once more

But as the sun sets upon the starry night,
That pain called grief will return once again
To haunt, and to terrorize the mortal man.
With every waking moment, every point in time
And with every breath, the soul breathes in,
Stones of ancient times, and immense measure,
Will pierce the body, the soul, and the mind;
And grief will once again rein free.



A gentle wind blew cross the land
Reaching out to take a hand
For on the winds the angels came
Calling out a mother's name.

Left behind, the children's tears
Loving memories of the years
Of joy and love, a life well spent
And now to God a mother's sent.

On angel's wings, a heavenly flight
The journey home, towards the light
To those who weep, a life is gone
But in God's love, 'tis but the dawn.