[lax]

I ate a muffin.
It tasted ok, I guess...
Think it was too dry.

[Tupelo]

The Raven

A raven named Boo
Crapped on my shoe
So I ran crying home
And wrote this freaking poem

[felicide]

Things were much easier back then,
When doing the good wasn't a question
Of what's acceptable, or what makes things simpler;
There was reward in simply doing the right.

Sin was a matter of crime and consequence,
And I was a girl of no doubtful mindset.
Yet, I grew into the most silent of delinquents,
This teenager, now too absorbed with the world.

[jezebel]

Red on black in a shadowed room
The last bulwark against the dark
Ever changing, always still
I don't look away, I never will
Slowly marking the passage of night
Careless of my pray for day
A silent sentinel of sleepless pains
A steady marker of life that wanes

[MeMeMel-88]

I’m sick
No it isn’t fun
No not a one
My nose is stuffed
My head is pounding
I want sleep
Where is my medicine
Night Quill isn’t working
Sudafed works for an hour
Home remedies can kiss my....
Aww look at this
The sun is already up
Oh gosh work is gonna suck

[Iya Ythmir]

Where can one find
A solitary place
For peace of one's mind
Where shadows stay away
Blacked out by light

One can find a place
perhaps as tranquil as the sea
But upon reaching it
the demons inside
Begin their glee

[lax]

The encroaching darkness
Hounded by a growling in the night
Every escape
Every outlet
Has faded into shadow
Inner radiance overpowered by the witching hour

Nowhere left to go
Acceptance sets in
No other path is open

So I raise it to my head,
With a click,
To end my pain,
"Hi, I would like to order a medium pepperoni."


[What else could I do at 2am?]

[LaPlej]

Darkness Gone

The dark shadow tears into the flesh as though it means nothing to it.
But the flesh it sprouted from--was created from.
The same flesh that nurtured it in its time of need...
The shadow lashes out-ruthlessly, angry at the world, but mostly at the flesh.
"Why'd you create me? None of this would have happened if not for you!"
The flesh responds with, "I love you son. I always will, nothing will change that."
But the shadow punches harder as another older sinister shadows lurks nearby.
It feeds, consuming other shadows for...
It waits for the proper moment.
To eat, it must, and it does.
So it flows through the air, softly a whisper on the night sound.
And leeches, bleeds the other shadow dry.
Drinks it up, like inhaling smoke.
The flesh faints, dies.
Saddened that it's shadow is gone.
But it's been gone.
For a long time.

[random idea and the rest just flowed together].

[steph]

that pink overwhelming blanket
slump in my room
halt in my mind
casts shadow on me.

[Dragonjules22]

I hear cries of joy
and cries of frustration
that fill the air.

Yes, yes! and NO NO!!!!!!
are yelled and snarled..

Cut the Rope has stolen
mt friend from me.