WELL! since you guys wont visit my poem section i'll just post it as a new topic *humph* lol well here it is:
Death At My Door
I sit upon a chair as my house is echoed by the eerie sound of a clock
Tick-Tock Is all I hear as I wait for the black chariot and my hooded friend to arrive Tick-Tock
My heart has stop beating and my breath comes out into an icy mist in the dreaded cold
I huddle to myself trying to keep warm as I wait for my friend to come and take my willing soul
Waiting is all I seem to do, I waited long enough for the made up light that never came
Waited for the so called emotion called love from my family and to be treated the same
But not this time I'm going to take action instead of sitting still like a statue
Tonight I'm giving my soul to the only person that thought it had any value
A smile crosses my face and a small icy tear falls to the ground and shatters
Finding comfort that when I'm gone they will finally be happy, that i never mattered
My heart starts to beat as I hear the phone, slowly i answer and find out it's my family
Saying they were sorry and that they wanted to change, saying....they loved me
My emotion turned into happiness and alive instead of dead and hate
I smile, as a hand is placed upon my shoulder and i fall into the darkness thinking 'there love was to late'