Sunday, March 13, 2005


no post in a while, sorry for that, im just not in a sharing mood

byline: ariel 1:39 PM | |


Tuesday, February 08, 2005

i was wrong
i thought i could do this
something told me
that i could stop
but i guess i was wrong
its not gonna change
darkness is all i see
the world keeps spinning
but im not moving
stuck in a paraless nightmare
me my self and i
nothing more to be said
i thought i could help myself
thought i could go on
but now something is telling me
maybe im better off dead


byline: ariel 7:47 PM | |


Saturday, February 05, 2005

i think im fallin in love
i never knew what love wasuntill the day i met you
never knew what it felt like
to care for someone so much
that your willing to give up everything for them
your the only one who makes my heart beat, faster and slower at the same time
when im around you
i just cant seem to catch my breath
i love the way you look at me
the way you seem to care
theres nothing i love more
than being in your arms
i cant seem to live without you
but im scared
i think im falling in love with you


byline: ariel 1:10 PM | |


Tuesday, February 01, 2005

scotts rip off of my poem (jpjp)
haha, ya well this is scotts version of my poem "filling in the cracks" personally i like mine better, but this ones still good (n/o scott) so ya have fun and read on *cough* mines better *cough*




Darkness of my past want to forget it all disappear looking at my reflection in the mirror my thoughts are like flipping not to be forgotten but still unforgiving lies and madness making division just like us dividing apart falling apart I guess were just not enough smart to fill it in scars just a mass want to fill in the cracks one by one all disappear all the way until my mind is clear Cause my memories are like a smear such a mystery want to make it history forget my past fill in the cracks aghast I'm outcast I hope I can outlast the pain maybe ill have to run replace it with some thing numb feels like fear if I was ready id have the gear to take it on so get ready here it come son sets behind thought of my mind some thing blind well never mind to much stress held in my chest don't want to go further I never thought I outlast make my last chance want to forget and ceil the cracks one by one put them all in the past desperation rejection built up over years bucket of tears treat me like I'm some thing you buy at sears yea yeah and it goes just like this:
scottesk8r: One by one I'm filling in the cracks the hurt and the sorrow the scars of the past the days that I spent weeping and the nights I spent aghast One by one I'm filling in the cracks the years shalt fade away and memories recast I'm going find a way to get over you at last one by one filling in the cracks Take it and rewind that: The tears I shed for u so innocent and unasked the hole you left inside my heart so empty and so vast one by one I'm filling in the cracks You may have thought u hurt me but the pain I shall outlast your never going to make me die from your torture and labast one by one I'm filling in the cracks the tears that once drenched my life are drying away fast for day by day ill heal my heart from the scars of all my past one by one I'm filling in the cracks{Now leave away from here I'm done with you your style your lies and mutinous attempt to take me over now uncover my past nothing to hide gain or lose take it away one favor fill the cracks!}


byline: ariel 8:08 PM | |


Monday, January 31, 2005

scotts song thing
haha, i like this, its definatly not my writing style, but its still rele good, o btw scott wrote it, in case u didnt get that from the title

barrel in my mouth all i have to do now is pull back cause ill i see in my future is black feel like dieng feel like crying no sleep every time i just weap as death creeps and clouds my mind so fucking blind hey read the fucking sign gone to a better place left you in its wake to find your mistake givin up ur place steped out of line out of routine this is all such a stupid thing all i want is some peace cause black is all that i see and plee for some life left some hope some trust now forgotten and covered over inches of dust plus abuse misuse and falling back in line oppisite of divin just wish i could find but i guess im to blind to see infront of me so he it goes u and me together now 123 bang dead fall to the floor but im forgotten cause every one ignores


byline: ariel 7:25 PM | |


fillin in the cracks
one by one
im fillin in the cracks

the hurt and the sorrow
the scars of the past
the days that i spent weaping
and the nights i spent aghast

one by one
im fillin in the cracks

the years shalt fade away
and memories recast
im gonna find a way
to get over you at last

one by one
im fillin in the cracks

the tears i shed for you
so innocent and unasked
the hole u left inside my heart
so empty and so vast

one by one
im fillin in the cracks

you may have thought you hurt me
but the pain i shall outlast
your never gonna make me die
from your tourture and labast

one by one
im fillin in the cracks

the tears that once drenched my life
are drying away fast
for day by day ill heal my heart
from the scars of all my past

one by one
im filling in the cracks



byline: ariel 2:50 PM | |


when
when everythings seems to be lost,
and theres no hope in finding a way,
when life seems like it has no purpose,
and u cant go on another day,

when all dreams seem to be shattered
and you dont feel like goin on,
when no one notices you anymore
and everything seems to be wrong,

when the light seems to be faded
and theres nothing you can do,
when there seems to be no point in life,
no point in being you,

when your whole lifes a facade
and your smiles far past fake
when your far past pouring tears
and theres nothing u can take

when you think youve hit rock bottom
and you feel like giving in
you jus want to leave this place
all the horror and the sin

when you think theres no hope left
and all seems to look bleak
just do me one last favor
dont ever let them see you weap


byline: ariel 2:22 PM | |


Sunday, January 30, 2005

alannas poem
by the o so genious ms alanna, damn this grls poems are amazing


2 little gurls best friends forever, they promised eachother through all the bad weather, that nothing could separate them no matter how hard, but as 7 turned to 14 they grew apart, and even sunny days they'd stay awayThe teenage years brought little hope as one girl fell, no one there there to help her cope, for only in her dreams did they stay together and only sumtymes in bad weatherAnd through the sunny days she saw the thing she'd missed through it all, she saw her freind was missing then and that she'd somehow never been there at allBut sadly wat she'd TULY seen was that the SUN brought DARKNESS more than anything. . .


byline: ariel 8:34 PM | |


Elizabeth Dowd
strange lil poem that i found, by someone by the name of Elizabeth Dowd, its a little odd, but it also reminds me alot of emilys poems, so im gonna keep searchin for her poems, and try to post em, cuz i like the ideas they potray


didnt think id still be in this place
wanting you
holding on to this space
waiting for you
lingering in the memories
the days yet to return
when desire held strong
and our passion for one another still burned
but that desire turned to posion
and that posion into death
consuming me bit my bit
never to look back
it tears me apart
never to let go
it becomes me
as i sit here in tears
wondering
wishing
dreaming
and waiting to be
no longer taken over
by the love that binds me to you


byline: ariel 4:25 PM | |


Tuesday, January 25, 2005

happy? whats that
wrote it a few weeks ago, i dont know if i like it or not, tell me wut u think


dont remember what its like
to be happy
i hardly know what its like
to smile
the succeding depression
hidden by a lie
thats all i seem to know anymore
barley remember the day
when everything was ok
when i didnt hae to pretend
didnt have to hide my tears
i wasnt afraid to be me
but now
nothing makes sense
i cant keep up
at night
i hide under my covers and cry
for fear of anyone seeing me
for what i truly am
i act like im ok
yet every day
things et a lil harder
and i loose sight
of what it once was like to be happy


byline: ariel 5:57 PM | |

About the Author
My names Ariel, im a dancer and a writer, i idolize one of the weirdest poets in history, (partly why im so weird) Miss Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, wow that woman was a genious.... well ya, im not gonna lie to you, i dont think my poems are that great, theyre jus my rambelings about life, you know, but ya, tag me (my tag boards on the bottom of the colum on the right) and tell me wut you think, or dont, you know what ever floats ur boat.... o also, not all of these poems are mine, but most of em are, and if u want me to put one of ur poems in here, heck jus tell me and i will, ttfn

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no post in a while, sorry for that, im just not in...
i was wrong
i think im fallin in love
scotts rip off of my poem (jpjp)
scotts song thing
fillin in the cracks
when
alannas poem
Elizabeth Dowd
happy? whats that

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My Favorite Poems and Quotes: Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial to creation, and the exponent of breath -Emily Dickinson WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village, Sauntered as soft away! 5 So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour ago. -Emily Dickinson I ’M nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell! They ’d banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! 5 How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog! -Emily Dickinson hope is the thing with feathers, that pearches in the soul, and sings the tune, without the words, and never stops at all -Emily Dickinson i dwell in possibiliy -Emily Dickinson Before god we are all equally wise, and equally foolish -Albert Einstein success is counted sweetest by those who nearly succede -Emily Dickinson we turn not older with years, but newer every day -Emily Dickinson...................... **MY TAGGIES**

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