Is the writing forum too mean? |
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 10:23 am
:O wow that is REALLY good
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 10:26 am
Really? ^^;;; I think it's one of my best. It's my favorite, by far, but also one of my best.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 11:25 am
Ohh, have you posted it at Fanfiction.net? Do you have any other HP fanfics? I used to be an HPFF addict... I favored Sirius/Remus over Snape/Remus, and some of the Harry/Draco ones wern't too bad, but it is a gamble reading one of them.... Ron/Harry was pretty good also. Most people don't do femslash as much as yaoi...
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 11:34 am
The pain, the torture i just cant take the pain... the horror of you turning me down [im sick of] you [im sick of] your life [im sick of] your hunger [im sick of] your existance
[How come...] Everything you say reflects upon my life [How come...] You step on my dreams and hopes and not live your own [How come...] You make me a failure, everything ive ever lived for [How come...] YOU POINT THE GUN AT ME
Meh... crap
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 4:06 pm
Remember the Firsts
Does it matter that you are my life
Your eyes they show me your veiw Sadness overcomes me Reflections of your broken soul
I changed for you-
I should walk in your footsteps Before the tide washes them away And I'm left with a fading memory
Tomorrows just an excuse-
Remember the firsts before your left with a fading memory
I'll make this last forever-
The record keeps playing in my head Every moment Every glance Every word
I'll never forget-
So sing a sad song And i remember
Remember the firsts
about a girl heart
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 6:08 pm
Under My Stars
The stars, they speak, but only to me, "what a naughty girl", they say to me about you; time to come home, sweetie.
Like a snake I chose you above the lowly rest, my fat little mouse come to my nest.
Voices are all around as I put you in the ground; I'm sorry, you see, but you were boring me.
With your blood on my red, red lips I'll find someone new to pass the time, don't worry, my sweet, you'll never be alone because your mommy dearest is coming home.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 12:28 am
*Blink* Alright, here goes. Some spur-of-the-moment poetry.
-Love- Can you tell me what to write? I didn't think so. A blank paper, lines taunting, is inspiration enough. Right?
Can we go back to the time When my oldest love was watching my parents waltz through the kitchen endless dizziness paradox, perhaps?
Not that I know what it means.
Now only Mommy-Dearest comes home late at night and waltzes by herself humming to the crooner on the radio
I could write about how I wanted her to be happy... But that would possibly waste my lead
I have memories of pencils the clean wood shavings that smell of pine as the sharpener whirrs Memories of inanimate objects that my physics teacher claims are lazy Or did he say inertia?
So now If you don't mind I might Just go lay down on my bed And think.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 4:13 am
The Picture. It says 1000 words... Or does it? Does it say blurry and fuzzy Or does it say Perfection, quality Pictures are like fingerprints, Each one is unique. No two are the same. A Picture is like a brain Memories are preserved And not forgotten.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 4:05 pm
That's some really good work!
The time I laughed in your face in front of the entire class I thought you'd put me in my place or kick me in the a** . . . but you forgave me.
Every other day, clipboard ready, my top button always open you always glared so angrily never was a mean word spoken and you forgave me.
I took something not mine and never told the truth, cold heart, and steel spine, symptoms of my youth . . . still, you forgave me.
Disappeared for ten long days missing the laughter within the walls I walked about in a foggy daze wishing for the familiar halls then I realized I was something more- you gave me faith and strength unknown- more than a simple teenaged whore my thanks for the love I've been shown.
You heard all my secrets let me cry on your shoulder I listed my many regrets and you were my boulder you forgave me.
Unwound my troubles and embraced my fear found inside a better student and let you get near became somewhat prudent because you forgave me.
Ten months came and went and now it's time to go thanks for time well-spent but this you must know; don't make me leave, I'm not strong enough, still need to greive . . . but I forgive you.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 12:13 am
crying *cries* That was so beautiful crying crying crying crying crying crying
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 2:59 pm
Notice Me, Love Me Nobody notices as the days go by The little girl who cries as she walks down the crowded halls. Her body covered with cuts and brusies As the days pass the anger builds for her parents They break her spirits by abusing her She beats herself for letting them hurt her Making scars of her own she goes on living She feels the pain yet stays calm One not so special day her parents come into her room to wake her To find her mangled body lying on the blood stained carpet In her crimson hands a knife and a drenched letter she held Her letter written with grace and bliss they read No more standing this life I will be pushed by you or stay unnoticed So rid yourselves of my belongs and tear down my pictures Do not cry and hold me ghostly to this place for I am happy to be leaving forever you Go and lay me in the grass and don't hold on to the past To forget everything so fast and forever in my happy dreams I will last People didn't notice untill it was too late and all they could think was Why didn't I say anything when I passed her or saw her in class...
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 10:27 pm
Why...
Whys is it that whenever I want to leave you, I can't seem to? Whys is that whenever I'm down, your always there? Why is it that at times you don't seem to care? Why is that when I get lost, you always lead me back to you? Why do you speak suck harsh wrds when you don't mean them? Why is that you always held me close when I'm cold? Why do you always seem to push me away whenever there are faults in between us? Why does life have to confuse me this way? Why? Why? Why?
i'd really appreciate it if you guys tell me what u think bout this...pls. send the comment on pm please since i dont go on the guild much..thnks
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 10:29 pm
I can not see me with out you The world closed up on me since you walked-away I have loved you so much, wasn't it enough? I gave you so much, I cared I pulled you out of the dark when I found you Listned to you when you were in grief Stayed by your side while you were hurting Times used, Memories shared... I would have done everything for you if you have just let me But instead, you walked away because you thought that I could do someone better than you. Still, you don't understand that it's just you I need because you're the only love of my life.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:46 am
Look around and tell me what you see A place surounded by the hate that hides in shadows inside of you inside of me what can we ever hope to see if we're not looking don't you want to find you're way home again just leave your hate behind
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2005 12:04 am
I knew a girl who knows not can't remember what I forgot. Her body red skin dead. It's all a lie so s he can die.
I know a boy who knew the girl. He watched her life his soul would hurl... His heart twisted lies lifted. So he could say goodbye never see her cry.
Now on the funeral day as the caskets go away. I laugh and shout live without their selfish little lives. The hopeless lies.
{I wrote this mainly because of a girl I am friends with.. The day I wrote the poem was the day I tried to give her some stuff for her wrists to make them not hurt as much since she had sliced them up real bad... SHe completely shoved me away...So I got mad and wrote this}
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