a random poem i made up well acutally my friend asked me to write her a poem... so i guess it had a reason.....but oh well!

I lay up in my bed
after all hurtful words have been said
the cries of terror die away
but the fear is here to stay


it hangs in the room
it whispers of our doom
all we can do is wait
until its time to meet our fate

the room seems to close
and then were alone
picked off one by one
until the deed is done

fear rushes away
as fast as it had came
the world is silent and dead
as i lay up in my bed




and another poem for a different friend


Times are tough
we all have it rough
we struggle to pay the bills
and some even kill

the only light in this storm
takes on a friendly form
its bright smile
keeps us going all the while

a terror looms in the dark
waiting for a spark
to catch its robes
and set it aglow

the war has begun
and the battle cries are being sung
half of our world is long gone
but half of it shines on

in this lonely place
we all feel as if we are a disgrace
but the beckon in the fog
still fights the ugly smog

friends stand by your side
even if they die
the battle has begun
and the battle cries are being sung

They both sorta stink but oh well^^