Well well, a new poem from yours truely! and yes another short poem. I wrote this one up a while ago when I was pissed off at someone who has everything... and keeps on getting everything! So unfair... anyways you don't need to know wbout my life story. I didn't know what genre to post this in ... so I hope I posted it in the right one, enjoy:


The beginning starts the same way as it ends
Blood spilt, tears shed
Another circle of unhappiness
Draining those children's joyful smiles
Until each one disappears.
Vanishes.
Reborn into a silent graveyard
As the essence of the atmosphere
Grew icy and cold
Like the touch of my finger tips
Pressing deep into your skin
To show you that this is real
And the painful sting
Of agony and loneliness
Is long over due for you.