my poem

[friday13thfan]

heres a poem i did for school so it is a litttle toned down

The Valley

I told her not to go,
A pair of evil eyes showed,
She did not see them
It moved to a tree stem
I cried to her “stop”,
It was on the tree top,
Then she found a valley
It was like being in a New York alley,
It followed her,
She began to stir
She saw it in the moonlight,
It was a shire fright,
She ran for her life,
Its claws were like knifes,
She should have listened,
Now she is wishing,
That she hadn’t going into the valley,

[Lucid Dreams]

heres 1 i made a while ago....i gotta lotta feedback from my friends nd shit that it was good...i don't know...nebody wanna gimme some feedback?

i ain't gonna live and die in this life
i ain't gonna sit and cry with this knife
stick it in my arm, slit the skin
make the blood run, this is how it's always been
pain makes it feel better than the surreal reality
now of course this pain is spoking of metaphoricly
now my eyes glaze over and i can't see
the drugs have finally gotten through to me
smokin the pot, eatin the shroom, i don't know if theres anymore room
this isn't the real me, this is just a costume
on the inside, im just a drunk little fuck
shit piss, nigger beater, it's just my luck
cut the vein, here slips the life
cut last on the one fucking knife

[Lucid Dreams]

Originally posted by friday13thfan
heres a poem i did for school so it is a litttle toned down

The Valley

I told her not to go,
A pair of evil eyes showed,
She did not see them
It moved to a tree stem
I cried to her “stop”,
It was on the tree top,
Then she found a valley
It was like being in a New York alley,
It followed her,
She began to stir
She saw it in the moonlight,
It was a shire fright,
She ran for her life,
Its claws were like knifes,
She should have listened,
Now she is wishing,
That she hadn’t going into the valley,

the point of this was to tell u that this was really great...and stupid me:p i 4got 2 put it in my last post:eek: