Decadence

um sure.... i just wrote it i wasnt trying to convay anything... in this poem the messege is in the eye of the reader...

matt sat there with xion walking around guarding them both matt had watched what had happened on the beach with mild interest. he heard them and decided that a tournament might be fun. we walked to the edge of his roof and climbed down on the latter and went inside and got all his stuff he was going to run away to day he walked up to the people on tghe beach and asked about the tourniment.

ok thanks ~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~ diffrent shades of night all distinguishable by my eyes you see the pain fall around you in waves but you seem to enjoy it. thinking the night a cover for your perverted pleasures. you bathe in the blood shead. blood lust washes over your eyes the pain falls in cresent waves from your sword so some one ends it all with thier own sword into your back

time passes slowly though the tears run fast i see your body fall your slife and soul gone from it a useless shell now it hits the ground with a sickening thud tears mix with rain as though trying to wash away the pain ive just seen they wont that image was just burned into me my heart my mind my soul the very core of my being so i stay there looking at that body that just gave its life up for me what were you thinking i ask your life was more important then mine why why did you give it for me? please come back dont leave please please come back DONT LEAVE i get up and walk away from life where is your god he couldnt even protect one person and then took her from me... how can you say your god is merciful? my life has been like going through hell on earth and if this is a punishment i dont know my sin so i walk away from life all of this is a lie to me no reason to play along so i leave.

im not to late am i? Name: zilnith trin`del Race: night elf Class: demonhunter Weapons: icingdeath (warblade) Spells: evasion, immolation, mana burn, matamorphosis Short Bio: when a child he had always had an interest in dark magic but he wasnt evil. he just enjoied the effecyts that dark magic had more then light. he heard about the demonhunters and they seemed to be similer to him. so he joined them.

(4 main moves- sarrow blades, blades of pain, blade of shadow, and shadows mist. shadows mist enshrouds the arena in shadows.) matt kept walking leaveing another person he had just battled stupified that he had just used one move and the beast had ended up on the ground its body racked with pain. matt let out a loud laugh it had been a while sense he had fun like this. Man: i chalenge you to a battle for your beast matt: for my beast what do i get if i win Man: to keep your beast matt: and if i refuse? man: i shall just steal it matt: i highly advise agaisnt trying that oh i'll humor you we shall battle Man: ok Matt: Xion hear my call come to my side my friend Man: go my beast Matt: blade of shadows just slash up this beast i want this over quick and painfully Xion: ROAR!!! pure black energy encompasses xion then the black energy takes the form of two swords wich seem to just float there they are controlled by xions mind. the beast ends up on the ground not moving the guy runs at matt after his beast ha gone back into his wallet the man was going for the wallet. matt side steped the man and kicked him into the wall next to him matt: (to no one in particular) i warned him not to try it. matt: (thinking to himself) whats with all these challenges today? they're fun but they're getting anoying. matt walks to his house.

i would say i am myself. i am what makes me, me. the me in your mind and the me in my mind. so i am myself nothing more and nothing less. (yes i know that is almost an exact quote from neon genesis evangelion but it makes sense so if you dont like it to bad)

matt had just walked out of school when a kid walke dup to him and chalenged him to a battle not telling matt that if he lost he lost his beast Matt: fine i accept kid: silvwar go Matt: xion hear my call come to me silvwar starts to jump around as xion fill the area withg shadows Kid: what the ****!? whats with the shadows? Matt: oh its nothing just one of my friends abilitys kid: do you mean your beast? matt: yes... kid: then whyd you call him your friend, these beasts are nothing more then tools Matt: you want to see what my [i]tool[/i], as you so aptly put it, can do? XION sarrow blades Xion lets out an unearthly roar and bearths out this black fire which turns into disc that fly at the beast andf send it back to its device kid: my god what happened Matt: i made it feel unbearible sarrow... if youwould like you can send him back out and ill be happy to make it feel unbearible pain. kid: no, no thats quite alright... i was wondering if you would like to join our group Matt: no i dont think so... if people like you are in it no. with that matt walks away

i got that part but im still confused... ugh forget i get confuesed easaly... i get confused in mirror house fun house places and run into thoses mirrows.... wonder if im a vampire cuz i never get a reflection... LoL sorry bout ranting there... [i]let go[/i] is good too.

um.... enteresting to say the least. i like it

um i think i missed something.... but good poems i realy like [i]image[/i]

which one the one on page 8 or 9?

i see you there blood pooling around you tears start to run down my face and fall like rain blood smears the ground cooling the parched ground you seem so peaceful there on the ground blood running out of you i cry tears mixed with blood the blood of my past of my sins of my love so it ends like this it seems this is not fair but oh well a man falls down his body racked with sobs he ends up laying there for ever so this is truely how it ends.... how sad...

matt stood there. he had just completely destroied his last opponent. he was going to get him self thrown out of school for this but he didnt care. he could aford one year off... actuly he needed a year off he was the brightest kid in class and he could truely afford two years off and garduate at the right time so he didnt care. his dragon had just enshrouded the room in a shadow hiding every thing but them and there beasts. his beasts had just used blades of pain on his opponents beast. it wouldnt be battleing for a while. the move didnt always work but when it did it won the match. it only worked if the beast had a painful memory hidden them selves. he walked out of the school wondering how mad his parents werew going to be but he didnt care he had been planing to run away for a while.

a vortex of pain the remenents of a bloody whirlpool from where you cut me wide open please just come back id forgive you i dont care people make mistakes i refuse to beleave thatyou did that on purpose so please come back to me fine leave and never come back... i mean never SO STAY AWAY FROM ME FOR-EVER. please... pah... pah.. pah... please just g...go away. please leave me alone i just want to die go i dont want you to seem me let my life just run out of my wounds. so go this is not for you to see. LEAVE! i said LEAVE! now go away... just please go i still care for you... you dont deserve to see this you you cant save me now i wish i had waited but i was hurt that day so please leave you shouldnt have to see this just go... or stay if you want to see me die but just know this i will be happy the last thing i saw was you good... good bye

Name:Matt shindrek Age:16 Discription: raven black hair, spiked. shades. black shirt. black somewhat baggy jeans. chain wallet with a long chain that hangs down under his shirt. bio: the kids at his school tormented him to no end right after his grandpa died who he was realy close to. his life just seemed to get worse and worse. he became a loner he put a facade to keep his parents happy but found all the kids at his school boring or completely anoying. after a year or so of contemplating suicide he decided to kill himself but he found a wallet and picked it up. it seemed to suit him but it was empty except for a note. the note told him about the soul beast. he took care of it and nurtured it giving it a better life then he had. he finaly thought his beast srong enough to enter a tourniment. him and his soul beast share a special bond. i help neither the good or the bad i help who ever suits my purposes at the time, ok? Beast: Name: xion Type: dragon. element: pain, sarrow, and shadows. Discription: see picture Device Discription: his wallet. (vicky sorry about that char in the war angels vs devils rpg. that was a friend who ment to get his own acount and take it over from there but got himself grounded... sorry about that)

title: mind of the depressed why do you people always think im sad or hurt or theres something wrong with me? well you were right i am normaly like that but you wouldnt understand why so i say im not and you buy it my callusness my unwillyingness to let people get close to me why is it the ones i let in close to me always end up useing me? so i push the good ones away the ones who most likely care i am so pathetic i am nothing worthless, unworthy of the slightest hint of kindness, every ones better then me why.... why do i think such things... maybe cause i had that messege beat into my skull for three years strait by the kids in my class? yes that must be it i knbow its a lie but i still beleave it... WHY? why cant i ever stop beleaving lies whent he truth is staring at me... it is true i am pathetic.. worthless, a waste of space. nothing more nothing less....i hate my self. pure loathing for myself and others. why do i act like this? why can i not accept the help of others because i must relie on my self or i will get hurt... just like always when i open my self to others every ones alike... they all hate me or use me so whats the point i may as well end it i dounbt any one would miss me except the ones using me... but that would be one less person they could use to get stuff. why do people treat me like im worthless i must be because i am or they wouldnt... maybe the kids in my class were right.. please some one end this life... i am a coward to scared to do it my self.

i think they do put cause of death... i dont remember... last time i saw a grave up close was 3rd grade at the funeral of my grandfather so i had tears in my eyes it was a little hard to see. any ways you should go near em and when people say that say yes i am and i will send my minions after you. lol

ok and no i dont feel that way

a dead rose with petals falling tears fall like acidic rain on someone who doesnt care he is waiting for death to take him with tears running down his cheeks and blood running from his chest he runs to the edge of the cliff and jumps hitting the blood red pool at the bottom he just adds more red to it another unknown person who killed him self his tomb stone -name: unknown -death: suicide -reason: lonelyness, a life of pain, a worthless life -people who cared: none who would care about some one as worthless as this? the name of that person is... pointless who would care? no one... i know because i am that person...

same ~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~¥~ title: toy ice shards penitrate my heart. pain tears through it. my love has just hurt me. she has left me for no reason... i was a toy. nothing more then something to pass the time with. HOW. COULD. I. HAVE. BEEN. SO. FOOLISH.? i... i dont know i am now nothing more then useless she has just ripped my heart out she may have well laughed in my face as she did it i could see the laughter in her eyes. she left me with out a word i note with six words on it - you were a toy. nothing more. that was the last thing i saw of hers... i burnt it along with the rest of her stuff she left me she used me... she just condemed me to a slow and painful death... a death of lonelyness i was truely happy when around her. but she was just useing me. i am truely worthless. i couldn't even see the deception that was staring me in the face. i was so foolish to think some one would care about me. i am now nothing more then a shell no need for friends or emotions. all they did was hurt me and enjoy the torment they put me through maybe i should end it all... maybe i should just end it... maybe. maybe...

I did too sign up. mine is right under yours, 7th post second page. Go check it if you don't beleave me.

no there is you have to go to the first book and take his age he waas born something like 1980 something i think 4 or five but im not sure you'll have to check the first book first few chapters

that poem with the Japanese is realy good. and so is the next one.

he sat on a throne in hell the twisted and broken form of a demon a few feet away. he got up stretching and walked over to the body and nudged it with his foot "he's dead already?... i thought he would have survived a little longer... hmm oh well least that has saited me for a while." a devil scrambled in "what is it?" Duvessa "there is another fallen angel, my lord" "bring him in" Duvessa walks out and returns with an angel. "What is your name?" Saraneth "Saraneth, is my name... and who might you be?" "my name is unimportant... you may refer to me as eather [i]the dark one[/i] or [i]the dark lord[/i] or just my lord. Saraneth "yes, my lord" with that [i]unknown[/i] waves Saraneth away.