A/N: Ah well... actually scribbled this out for my friend's english homework (during math of course... heh) and decided to post it. the assignment was to basically copy the theme and rhythm of one of emily dickinson's poems, but come up with your own words. so i geuss that means i have to include a... DISCLAIMER: i didnt write the first half of this. and my friend didnt write any of it. but hey, who are you going to tell?
My Life Closed Twice Before Its Close
My life closed twice before its close--
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me
So huge, so hopeless to conceive
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
My Life's A Road That Runs Uphill
Snow and Spindrift
My life's a road that runs uphill
But downhill just the same
And stones along my ragged path
Betray life's twisted, winding game.
The boulders that fall amidst my road
Convince me not to dwell
In the fanciful places like "Heaven on Earth"
For there's a Hell here as well.