Uhh... I'm no good at these kinds of puzzles . D:

I was thinking maybe oxygen or something... but I really have no idea.

Loved the poem though. Really powerful. :3

Kioasakka

life.

that is the word.

atleast to me it is. I love how many interpretations there can be. Everyone has their own word, and your word is diffrent than mine. I am curious to know what your word is, though. The word defines the poem. A poem the forces the reader to create it.

beautiful.

I really liked your poem, it had some excellent imagry to it. Really glad I read it. I am also fourteen, (believe it or not, I don't care) and I liked your quote from Likin Park. I was surpised and delighted to see it there.

Oh I love poems with this kind of epic air to it!

Gives you a larger perspective of things, a bigger scale of judgement and possibilities of pereption.

And boy is this brimming with intensity of passion! Overflowing! Practicly screaming it at the reader!

FIRE IN THE HOLE!

I love stuff like this!

It allows you to let that emotional beast inside you roam free through pages and computer pixels :P

In a healthy way, not the kind of screaming metal bands kinda way...that can't be healthy for the mind or your respiratory system, haha

Overall this poem spells a kind of longing for release of some sort.

Pent up, bottled up fire that sometimes needs to be let out of its cage for a walk in the park, haha

I have no idea what your word is but excellent poem! I really liked this! I didn't like the line Died, die, my world of pain! very much, the 'die 'die' seems a little bit over used nowadays but it was still awsome poem!

"I have a word" is a tiny bit blunt, don't you think? "" doesn't fit very well. It's slightly awkward. The line break, too, is a bit odd, but I suppose that's all the same point. There could possibly be a line break between "word" and "My" (after the full stop, line 1, stanza 2). The line is slightly too long. Stanza 7 is slightly heavy-handed. But the rest is all good. ;-P

Yours in faith,

TheUnknownMarauder

PS You might wanna put that line break in.

PPS Your lappy is crappy.

Whoa. Excellent. Very dark indeed. You have some really creative images in here, such as "Paint for me, my colourless crayon." I liked that!

As for the word, it could be love, but I don't think so. Love isn't generally so destructive, unless it is fallen love. Therefore, I am out of guesses. I was *hoping* you'd give us the word, because now I'll never know. ARGH!

Sarcastic Presence

P.S. Thanks for the review a while back.

its really good! i love the way its written like you can feel the passion of the words and they have lots of meaning. maybe you could try no to repeat words in the next two sentences. like vary them a little bit. But the describing is excellent and its very enjoyable to read!

hope my comment made sense!

Nice.

I can't guess the word because I am crap at guessing:)

I find this poem very interesting. I love the anguish that almost seem to bleed through the page and into the form of a monster ready to consume the souls of the well done.

Stan the Nerd