I'm looking for someone to be happy with. If someone wants to be miserable, they can do it with someone else

Why thank you, I think... lol

Very nice, I love the feel of this poem. One thing that I try to do is use archaic words, or vivid words, to increase the amount of emotion the reader feels. But I love this

Ghetto Neighbor by ABK aka Anybody Killa, I know it's on Myspace

Totally smoocharoonie

Love it

Hiding in shadows
I watch you emerge
From the nightclub with him
Pushing me to the verge
Standing too close
My breath quickens when
Your fingers brush
Up against his hand
A clandestine look
The meaning is clear
"He may be watching
It isn't safe here"
I follow your trail
To the car parked outside
And he brightly offers
To give you a ride
I know for a fact
That you won't be home
Until the dawn breaks
I'll be sleeping alone
NOT TONIGHT!
I leap out from the dark
No more will I let you
Play games with my heart
The blade in my hand
The fear in his scream
As I drive it home
In this horrific dream
A memory comes
Of a look in your eyes
Of an argument
That made me look deep inside
A year it has been
Since that fateful night
When you left me alone
It just isn't right!
And now I'm your stalker
I follow in gloom
And feel like a creep
In the light of the moon

I wake in my bed
Laying next to you
Glad it's a dream
None of it's true
I cuddle you close
Protect you from harm
And drift back asleep
With you in my arms

Mercedes Lackey all they way, also anything by RA Salvatore, and Jacqueline Carey is awesome as well

This episode is basically cussing and talking about wangs, yes, but in our newer episodes we do fun stuff like prank calls and commercials etc
We are up and coming, none of our newer stuff is uploaded yet lol

My blood so red, my heart so dead
The words are said, but I don't care
The crimson stream, my dying scream
My fate to deem, so take me there
The razor sharp, the deadly harp
The mind to ward, the soul to keep
The heart to break, the breath to take
To never wake, eternal sleep
The days to brood, the ways ensued
The interlude, the muddled mind
The hanging noose, to bring the truce
And set me loose, from out this bind

Sorry *blush*

Why do you say that? lol

Copy and paste to address bar lol
Keep in mind it is a RADIO show, so no video, just a cheesy pic of us holding ourselves lol

Ok so I produce a comedy show with a friend of mine, check out our promo episode on youtube (listen to all four parts please) and give me some feedback? Link to the first:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=8DkcKNqm9ME

Yeah, I have read the books over and over, and for anyone who wants to get upset, they can grow the hell up lol. It's a freaking movie! I love the books

Light in the sky
A flash in the dark
Illuminate life
With truth so stark
And when you look back
Did you sit in the pew?
Or lead the attack
Take charge of the crew?
Watch the days
Going idly by
You will fade away
A soul so dry
Your fate will reveal
That you should have tried harder
There is no appeal
In an effortless martyr
Most give up hope
And barely tread water
In misery's scope
Like lambs to the slaughter
So take up your mantle
And take charge of your life
Like a strong-burning candle
Leading through the night
When your life is done
And the sadness abates
Don't be left outside
The Heavenly Gate!

Welcome I'm new too

The blade's new wrought, after so long
He never thought, he'd sing this song
That they may see, This boy they spite
Could never be, a soul so white

With hateful words, all speaking truth
Like brutal swords, sharp and uncouth
They show their souls, to be so bright
While his is full, of hate and spite

He has no joy, to contemplate
For this one boy, this mean estate
Is due and just, another phase
Accept, he must, his chaotic ways

Truly he's weak, he cannot deny
Nor can he speak, of reasons why
He hoped for life, when death was due
The bloody knife, all that ensues

They may have tilled, and planted hate
But didn't seal, this one boy's fate
His choice today, to draw the blood
And fade away, with no tears shed

I have spent this evening posting my old poems, the ones I have left, I had a binder with hundreds of my original poems that a roomate burned 3 years ago :( But it's ok because I can always keep writing

Days are good for me now, most of these are old poems lol