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  1. emokid111 Says:

    hi this is a poem I wrote. hope you enjoy

    My shame is laid out for all to see
    Every mistake is now laid bare
    I wait for them all to condemn me
    Knowing that none truly care
    O why must I wait in pure agony
    Realizing that none would show sympathy
    I desire for the time of their judgment to come
    So the secret of my fate will come undone
    Hating myself for all my wicked deeds
    As the Scorner, my fate he reads
    “I decree her to be…”
    “Not so fast” bursts in a man
    Carrying a paper in his pierced hands
    “She is innocent by the King’s decree
    For here is the paper to set her free.”
    The man held up a paper that used to hold
    All the mistakes I had done or told
    But now instead it is filled with only
    The blood of the man – The King’s own son
    The scorners walked away defeated
    While the King’s son and I simply stayed seated
    Holding each other in a warm embrace
    Not letting a single second go to waste
    Of the reunion that was meant to last
    Never remembering the bitter past

  2. emokid111 Says:

    All her hopes and dreams have slipped by
    From her outstretched hand that reached for them
    Her desires lay inside
    A heart that has been rejected and condemned
    She sits and wishes for a life never known
    One where she is never alone
    But she casts away her shattered desires
    For in the end she is just to tired
    Tired of wishing for never ending peace
    One that would rid her of the thoughts that plague her dreams
    But in the distance she sees no hope

  3. emokid111 Says:

    A momentary lapse of reason
    And once again my wrist was bleeding
    I promise myself from season and season
    To stop this urge to make me hurt
    It was meant to save
    My heart from other pain
    Now instead it is an obsession
    That drives me into utter depression
    My cries in the night for someone to save
    My heart from its despair
    Seem to echo back at me
    Saying that no one cares

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