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Strength
I roam through the inky blackness after dusk
Aware of the calm and the quiet
The night is disturbed by the cry of a lone bat
Seeking a meal
My eyes adjust as my iris expands
I see a small rat scurry through the undergrowth
The bat swoops down on its prey
The rat had no chance
It ran
it jumped
He catches the rat
And with a cry, is gone
I smile
Nature at its rawest
One must die so another can live
No law exists
Except your own instincts
The strongest survive
I am strong
I will survive
Determination
I look up
And see the entrance
The only way out of this hole
I have dug
Far, far above are clouds
My eyes blink away the water
It falls on my face
Running rivlets through the mud in my hair
I wipe away the rain
And try to find a place for my hands
To grasp
To pull me out
I heave myself up a few feet
My bare feet find hles to stand in
Slowly, I rise
Ascending the slick walls
I brace myself against the sides
The climb may be long
And I may be weary
At times, I slip down again
But one day, I'll reach the top
Only to find
The Earth is filled with thousands of holes
Each hiding someone else
Longing
I wander daily through crowds
Filled with nameless faces
Anonymous
Unknown
I don't see the faces
Or know if they exist
I only see legs, arms, torso
They may be my dream
Or my desire
I will never know
My eyes are blind to the world
I see
Only me and my tunnel-vision world
I follow my path
The one I've chosen
Searchinig with my eyes shut
For the one thing I can't find
And still I am longing
Content
The black satin night
The blood-red moon
Energy all around
Raw
Untapped
I lie watching the stars
As they flicker
Breaking the wholeness of the sky
Invecting it with light
Stars are the acne
Of my perfect dark ceiling
Bursting rays
Pulsing
Dark clouds cover them
And I see my infinite void return
Vampires of the Insect World
The black satin night
Silently weaving through the trees
Trampling the undergrowth
In the twilight I see
Spiders on webs
Thin Legs
Needle sharp fangs
Snaring
Trapping
Wrapping their victims
In a thread of fine silk
Thin, but strong
Cocooning insects in a ball
Sinking their razor teeth
Into the warm flesh
Drinking the life
Leaving a hollow corpse
She cuts the mummified body free
And watches it fall to the ground
She sets about repairing the net
Spiders are truly vampires of the insect world.
Living
From my window I can see
Living trees
Dew glistening on the leaves, dripping
Like dark blood welling from an ancient wound
Spilling life onto the damp ground below
Filling craters in the mud
Indentations, recording a past memory of a day gone by
The energy printed on the record of time
The trees know they will go on
Even when war and hatred clear the Earth
Of civilisation
The grass will still grow
Pushing through the pores of fresh loam
Like hair folicles through skin
ok you wanna know the real me im a emo gothic punk yes iv cut iv done drugs but im not stupid and i dont like the life im given i live with my messed up dad and my horse step mother i have 5 sis and 3 bro i have a real mommy debbie.i hate when people judge me and people like me if u wanna judge someone judge ur self ok well thats me but im also nice and i like talking. .
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