(I lied. Here's another one, not mine. It's titled "Gashly Cromb Tinies")

A is for Amy who fell down the stairs
B is for Basil assulted by bears
C is for Claire who wasted away
D is for Desmond thrown from a sleigh.
E is for Earnest who choked on a peach
F is for Fanny sucked dry by a leech.
G is for George smother under the rug
H is for Hector done in by a thug.
I is for Ida who drowned in a lake
J is for Jane who took lye by mistake
K is for Kate who was struck with an axe
L is for Leo who swallowed some tacks
M is for Maude who was swept out to sea
N is for Neville who died of ennvi
O is for Olive run trough with an awl
P is for Paul trampled in a brawl
Q is for Quintin who sank in a mire
R is for Rhoda consumed by a fire
S is for Susan who perished of fits
T is for Titus who flew into bits
U is for Una who slipped down the drain
V is for Victor squashed by a train
W is for Winnie embedded in ice
X is for Xeryes devoured by mice
Y is for Yorick whose head was knocked in
Z is for Zillah who drank too much gin

More later.
I can't stop rhyming.
I guess this is what you get
FOR ROTTEN TIMING!!!

(Don't know when or why I wrote this.)

What am I? you ask
Well I'll tell you.
I'm a lost soul, I should think
With no home to go to.

I'm a lost soul
Looking for a way
I'm a lost soul
Looking for a place to stay

I want to go home
With friends and the like for me
But there isn't one
So I wander the earth for the rest of eternity.

(This is related to my story. Maybe I'll post the chapters up here. Maybe, maybe not.)

I'm in a cage
Never to be set free
In a continuing cycle
That's always trying to change me


No friends, no family
They're all long gone.
They were taken away
But I was left alone till time's done.


Then I moved on
On to new things,
Places to see
I now had wings.


I was free to be
Whomever I wanted
But the price was terrible
Although every wish was granted.


I had to stay here,
And see things I already knew
It but finally
Cold my heart grew.


No feelings, just Apathy
Yes, a path to take
But one I made
From a careless mistake.


I saw things go unspoken,
But did things I'll never regret
I did fall in love once,
But the standards weren't met.....


I was broken
Never to be mended
Then my heart moved on
A garden left unattended


Soon I was tamed, and was flying again
Until I realized I was flying
My troubles fell away as though ash
They went away, without me even trying.


They finally left, and I could go home
Home to my friends and family, my fate
Is still unsure and covered in mist
But I'm finally going home, I can't wait.

(This one was a present for someone and goes with a picture that seems to have disappeared.)

She sits under the moon all night
Without a thought or care
Playing her flute with all her might
One old with wear.

She'll stay out there for the rest of time
And I know because, you see,
You wouldn't believe it,
But that girl was me.

I would sit out there
Letting my problems fall.
Into an abyss they disappeared,
The crumbled like a wall.

The moonlight, so gentle,
Caresses your skin.
Making you feel
You could actually win.

One night, the moon was gone,
My problems stayed with me.
By morning come,
Well...you'll see.

(Not even gonna say it. But this does refer to something. Message me with a guess and if you're right, I'll give you a cookie.)

Here I am
This is me
I'm sorry I'm not
What you wanted me to be.

I'm sorry
I don't get straight A's
I'm sorry
But there's just no way.

I probably could
and I do try
But if I try any harder
My brain would fry.

I'm sorry
I'm not like you
I'm sorry
But I don't want to.

You don't even know me
But make me do things I don't want
You try to make me like you
Make me something I'm not.

It'll be a while
Before you see me
Again, but until then
My mind and soul are finally...

Free!
Free from you and your monotiny.

(Must I say it?)

I did nothing wrong,
But do you care?
I did nothing wrong,
But does that matter?

If someone says I did it
You jump to agree.
Even though I know I'm innocent
You don't even try to see.

I did nothing wrong.

I could die tomorrow,
But would you care?
I could die tomorrow,
But would you notice?

If I'm gone, everyone'll rejoice.
No more me to do something wrong.
If this is true, then I'll go tonight.
No one cares, so why should I?
I'll die tonight, though
I did nothing wrong...

It was you all along.

(Again, I was in a dark mood.)

Alright y'all,
People say "don't worry"
But that can be taken
In many different ways.

Don't worry 'bout life?
Well...I can tell you
Life's been a bunch of lemons
To coin a phrase.

Don't worry 'bout grades?
They're fine...average.

Don't worry 'bout friends?
I've got all I need.

Don't worry 'bout enemies?
I don't care anyways.

Don't worry 'bout getting hurt?
Well...by the time they
I've been hurt pretty bad
And we went our ways.

Don't worry 'bout dieing?
A little late for that
I'm sorry to say.
For, you see,


I already did.

(Now these are mine)

There's not Fairy Godmother to make my wish come true
No genie in a bottle to bring you back to me
No prayer on a star
No magic in a jar
But I can dream, and when I do
I dream that I'm with you.

(This, too, is not mine. I just like it and think it should be put up for all to see...least, those who read my diary.)

Blackbird's Song

Along the sodden path to tread,
Where rolling hills surround;
The sun shall glow from clouded veil,
A Blackbird's moonlight song.
A breeze shall cause the grass to wave,
As sheep and cattle graze.
Ignore the threat ahead which shows
A glimpse growing haze.
The Blackbird sings as moonlight strokes
The pastures with its paint.
Silver glow of moon above
Casts a light so faint.
Blackbird calls as you come,
A haze surrounding you.
Now you see before your eyes
Where the path led to.

(This is NOT mine. I did not write this, I found it and think you should read it.)

THE ANCIENT WORDS

He who knows the ways of beasts and birds,
Who can disguinish them by song and cry,
Who knows the bright quicksilver life in streams,
The course that the stars take through the sky,
May never have laid hands to books, yet he
Is sharing wisdom with infinity...
He who works with sensitive deft hands,
At any woodcraft will absorb the rain,
The sunlight and the starlight and the dew
That entered in the making of it's grain,
He should grow tall and straight and clean and good
Who daily breathes the essence of wood.
He who finds companionship in rocks
And comfort in the tough of vine and leaf,
Who climbs a hill for joy, and shouts a song,
Who loves the feel of wind will know no grief;
No loneliness that ever grows too great;
For he will never be quite desolate...
He shares, who is companioned along with these,
All ancient wisdoms and philosophies.

Mirror, mirror upon the wall
Magic demon eye,
A realm of maddness
Awakened by the call.



Speak the ancient words of mages
Try to take control
The essence of evil
A challenge for you soul



The battle of minds,
The riddles, the rhymes,
Beware the darkness behind.



Usurped and enslaved,
Bedeemed and betrayed,
The devil in the mirror, obey!



Iridescent pulsation of light,
Glowing from its heart,
The surface reflecting
Nightmares of your mind.



Green mist swirling deep within,
A dark dimension takes form,
The grip of clawed hands drags you in.



Enchanted with powers to conquer your soul,
Good or evil it won't mind,
The mirror is blind.



Feel the presence, the voice of dark,
Breaks the balance, intrudes your mind.
Try do deny, oh master of fools
Captured forever, the loser learns the rules.



The Mirror of Darkness
Forever powerful, forever young.
The Mirror of Darkness
Of which you will soon become

All of these poems were written when i was in a morbid (hey! vocab word) mood so don't complain that i'm a dark person.


In reality, i'm very sarcastic and can make any one laugh.