My poem: Angel's Wings

Weep for angel wings of light
Tears for angel wings so bright
All heard the angel's screams of plight
As I cut off angel's wings last night
She screamed in pain, she screamed in fright
She cryed for angel's wings of white
Now the angel's gone insane
Her tears falling like endless rain
All your sympathy is in vain
For who here is truly to blame
I who hurt her and caused such shame?
Or You who never tried to end her pain?

Horror of that night (really Short Story i wrote a while back)

The house was quiet, there were no lights on. The young man walked to the bedroom silently, his nose twitched, there was a strnge yet familiar smell in the air. As he into the bedroom he turned on the light, only to be greeted by the grisly scene of two dead bodies. Their faces showed their terror while their mouths were gaped in horror. Their limbs were strewn about the room, heads decapitated and left sitting atop their torsos. For such a horrifying scene there was surprisingly little blood. As the young man stared at the scene a small frown appeared on his face. He turned to face the large man who wasn't there a moment ago. "If you keep misbehaving, I might just have to put a leash on you" the young man said in a quick, emotionless voice. "Sorry, I couldn't control myself" the taller man replied with a wide grin. This caused yet another frown to appear on the younger one's face. He motioned the tall man to follow him. With that, the two left the house, and the horrors which have taken place that night.

Is it so taboo?

I get so pissed when someone else mentions maureen and stuff, but i'm always bringing it up myself. It's not that i can't get over her (i am, though it took a bit), it's more of I can't get over that I ruined it all. I cheated on Her, it was MY fault.....The happiest I ever was.....oh well...suppose I should end this little blog for now.

A blog a blog! my kingdom for a Blog!

a cookie for anyone who got that.

Anyway! As you've noticed this is my first blog on this...um...bloggy thingy website. Normally I would put such things on myspace but this seems more interesting. I decided this upon reading my friend turned (now ex) girlfriend turned friend again Victoria. Oddly enough i've got nothing I feel like typing about that I haven't just mentioned/hinted towards....damn, that's a first.

Thanks for reading my first blog, hope you read any more i might have.....well, not really.