darkSpyro

Yea, I'll post up poetry and songs, which may or may not actually get put to music.

well, today in the shower I started singing to my self and this is what I got.

Zombie Girl

Wounded, Undead, on the run.
Not a friend to anyone.
Following you slowly.
Laughter filling my ears,
only followed by by tears.
Scream and Run.

If only zombies worked out like the movies!
Where only one bite would bring you right to me!
And then I wouldn't be alone!
But no.

I'm not dead yet, so don't ignore me now!
I can't say a word, you'll just shoot me down!
But I am not dead yet, I'm not dead, so!

Boarding up the class room.
No one there to hear you, not even her.
She just left you.
Off to save her own hide.
And now she's dead!

If only zombies worked out like movies.
Where shot would just kill me.
And then it'd be over forever!

I'm not dead yet, so don't ignore me now!
I can't say a word, you'll just shoot me down!
But I am not dead yet, I'm not dead, so!

Bleeding, ugly, undone.
Now you see it's no fun.
But you still turn away.
I'll come back, still.
It's just my thing.
I'm a zombie right?

If only zombies worked out like the movies!
When there others around just like me.
One's who know how I felt.
But I am the only one out there.
Your one zombie extraordinaire!
I'm all alone...

If only zombies worked out like the movies!
Where on bite would bring to right to me!
And then I wouldn't be alone!
But no.

I'm not dead yet, so don't ignore me now!
I can't say a word, you'll just shoot me down!
But I am not dead yet, I'm not dead, so!
Just go on and shoot me!
One shoot to the head!
Kill the monster of a girl!
If i am so ugly, so hideous in your eyes!
Just put me down since I can't cry.
Know that I'm dead yet, just maybe inside.
So what are you waiting for?
Just kill me.
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I plan to put that to music eventually.
I will have more up, but it's christmas....

Interesting. D@mn nighty, your stuff is morbid!

I only sing or right poetry when I'm poetry when I'm depressed.

~Circus Clown~
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Watch the Circus clown.
It runs around.
Trying to please the crowd.
Or to fit in?

Forgive and try.
a forbidden pass time.
And it forces a smile,
while wanting to cry.
You laugh and you play,
And it runs away!

Watch and laugh at the circus clown!
It cannot express it's own thoughts now!
Watch and laugh at the circus clown!
Don't bother questioning how!

Look down at the ground,
Around the clown,
and look closely!
There, down by it's feet!
You will see, it's silent tears!

Just tear it apart!
You won't find a heart,
but maybe the pieces!
It can't force a smile.
Or play for awhile.
Instead you will see,
it's cries of misery!

Watch and laugh at the circus clown!
You've done this now!
Watch and laugh at the circus clown!
It no longer has ear to hear you!
Watch and laugh at the circus clown!
As it raises a blade to it's heart!
Falling slowly the clown,
so who was it at all?
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I liek your stuff~
So dark......

thank you.
Yea, i only really write when I'm depressed. But i usually write well enough to please my teachers.
this one's a little brighter.

Sakura Tree

I stand alone in this blank field of grass.
The colors are absent where they should be.
The sounds are reduced to the wind.
Ever so gently it sweeps around me.
Stinging my eyes again.

I will not cry, i will not run away.
Not this time, I shout.
Nothing hear hears me though.
But I suppose it is better that way.

The petals of cherry trees slow rain down.
Light slashes on my skin.
Is it right to look forward now?
After all this time of looking down?
Or is this what I must do?

Peer beyond the fog and darkness.
See to the light!
In this field where i stand alone,
I will remember that joy that I have lost!
I will fill this emptiness!

Flowers bloom in the field now.
The scent is fresh and clean, the clouds are no longer there.
I will fight as I stand now.
To see, is it in vain?
The tree of this cherry blossom rain.

Oh so light is it as it falls down.
Is it something i wish to say?
But isn't there no one to hear me?
I don't care anymore!
I will scream what I've always wanted to.

'Hear me, Sakura tree!
I am not alone, i will never run again!
Hear me sing, hear me speak just this once!
Hear now now, Sakura, the great cherry tree!
Tower over me as you may!
I shall confront you, I shall never be silent!
It is so as of today... '
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I wrote that for ELA, i hope my teacher likes it.

Ooh. I'll read that one later.

... stupid teacher... she gave me a B because i didn't follow the rules...

a B is okay.. better then a C :3

Oh silly Nighty. You, of all people, should know that you'll be hated if you don't follow the rules in school! *giggle*
Okay, now that that's done with... *discards the fake mask of following the rules* That sucks!

Staying in the lines:

It's always meant to be so professional. But, 'Why, why?' I say.
Because if you follow the rules, fit in with with the crowd, you'll never say what you wish to say. You could stack, rearrange, reword and it still wouldn't be the same. So why follow the rules?
If you'll never fit into the shade of grey.

To follow the rules,
to stay within the lines is
far, far to boring.
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short, but i liked it.

I like it~

i love em all NB, you got work on improvin your emotions some doe. cheer up! but i guess that if you didi you wouldnt write such good sad stuff now would ya? :3

Did you remember me?

me likeee :3

Cool!