Decadence

maybe... hmm i think ill post it one day when i get realy bored or something just please put up with the horrible spelling im not trying to run it through spell check... way to many errors

well there is a story ive written i just dont want to type it up i wrote it down on paper and its like 24 pages or something and i realy dont feel like typeing it up

portals open, nightmares close, doors arose, and lies exposed. pain and hate bliss and happyness. running in circles to keep heading forward fire burns me to the ground i raise back up only to be stuck down these lies have been exposed and the truth blown open so i run for the light the light to leave the darkness to reach nirvana. save my soul by sacrificing my body i must survive this test if i dont i shall be banished back to the darkness so i must survive

Name: xion trinity Gender: male Age: 16 Appearance: slightly under weight. his hair has turned raven black as a result of Chrono-Metric side-effects. his Muscles stretched taunt over his under weight. he normally wears what ever he can get his hands on. Barcode: 7203864038215029 Skills: stealth, thievery Location: on Poleche Tal in a jungle there. Streaming Power: Bio: He was born a slave. his master was a cruel man who beat the children slaves when he was board so xion learned to look for every exit and hiding place when in a building at a young age. he quickly learned the hiding places in his masters complex and told the other children so he became somewhat of a hero to them after eight years of this his master became annoyed at never being able to find xion and beat him so he sold him to a new mistress. this one was much kinder to him and the rest of her slaves. her husband on the other hand was a different case. xion walked in on him beating his mistress this enraged him because she was kind to her slaves but before he could reach them she had been killed. he had stolen a knife from the kitchen that day and was glad. he snuck up behind the man and stabbed him in the back killing him. he told the nearest slaves to spread the news and say the harsh master had killed the kind mistress and that some one had killed the master. he also added he didn?t know who did. once the news spread the slaves revolted giving him time to slip on to a ship unnoticed. he stole a gun from the armory on the ground before he snuck on the ship. he found out about the meeting on Poleche Tal at which point he went and found a ship heading for Poleche Tal and snuck onto that one. when it landed he made a run for it that night and made it to a jungle on Poleche Tal and has been heading for the meeting place.

Name: unknown refered to as "the dark one" or "the dark lord" Age: 400 Race: fallen angel Side: evil Appearance: black armor. what looks like dyed red hair spiked. pale skin. red eyes. originaly white wings but now are blood stained to a dark red. Bio: was in the original attack on hell but was corrupted by the power he saw the demons and devils weilding. he is now one of the leaders in hell. his weapons of choice are a short sword and a dagger. he has a little dark magic in him the ability to call black lighting at his will. he has slain countless angels... and demons when they failed him. his swords blade is black with a red hue to it. same with his dagger.

alone in this world of datkness i leave only to be pulled back in by something someone but im alone yet something keeps me from leaving this lonelieness like some one here longs for company but im alone and i keep leaveing only to be pulled back when i get hurt like something here is trying to protect me but i dont want to be alone id rather be hurt please let me leave and live the truth and lies im told i dont care i just dont want to be alone any more im living a lie here protection from my self and from you i feel like im living with the world passing me by i want to live i dont want to be forgotten i wake up with eyes wide shut go to sleep with them open living in a dream and a lie please i want to leave stop pulling me back in to protect me so let me leave or i shall rip my self out of here you cannot hold on to me forever no matter how you want the darkness the holds me is finaly gone the light blinds me but i dont care im finaly free so i leave this darkness and i am free

um... the matrix (the second one)?

the portal opens and i walk through you scream you see the blood running from my skin it is not mine you still seems worried you move away from me but still you look at me can you not make up your mind my own blood starts to run freely from the wounds i cam back i returned like you asked but you back away from me you confuse me these wounds are from making sure you would not be hurt but is that all i am to you? a body guard fine i shall protect you if thats all you think im useful for so dont try to talk to me any more i shall protect you but do not expect me to confort you you have others for that i would assume.

will do. got kinda bored of writing dark poems thought id do a different one this time and i actuly managed ^_^ nomraly i cant

i close my eyes but i only see you. a voice on the edge of my dreams taunting me i run for it but never find it i search and search but i hear it from with in a past love i still long for the truth ive seen sense then has taught me you taught me i long for you but you run away always at the edge of my sight i can never find you though i look i beg you to just let me see you one last time but i can never catch you always out of reach my dreams have started to seem real walking though the waking hours in a daze longing for the sleep that will return you to me i miss you but i can never reach no matter what i try longing for the return to darkness, to wipe the tears from my eyes the sands of time go away one by one leaving me less and less time to find you my hidden love the hidden truthes and broken lies which i was told i wake up in dreams and sleep in reality never wanting to wake up coming closer each dream but never reaching you so i never return to the waking world these dreams seem more real now then ever i can smell the roses you wear the sweat on my brow as i run for you i can feel the air taste the wind i think i have awoken in a dream never to sleep again but i am happy i have finaly been able to reach you so i stay here with you never to wake up or go asleep i cant remember which this is any more

that hurts i know... but don't hurt your self over her. that only makes her feel worse. think about it if she likes you she feels bad that your hurting your self. it looks hopeless now but its not if she isnt the right one she isnt it happens. im not saying it doesnt hurt but it just happens theres not much you can do about that. unless you go the way i did for a while and care about no one.... that hursts even worse when you find some one you care about cuz then you end up bracking down walls you put up and if they leave it hursts about 10 times worse. so dont go that way. eather she's going to like you or not be your self if you likfe her dont hurt your self over her or kill your self over her. cuz if you do you just ended your life for some one and if it hursts them theres nothing they can say to make it better they cant say sorry to you or say they loved you or any thing. just do some other stuff for a while and give her some time it may turn out she likes you but wasnt sure how to act with you all depressed and stuff. well thats just my advice probly not very good though so take it or leave it and sorry bout whats happening man i know it hurts... happened to me to.

yep exactly now you got 2 outa 2... lol

good poem cant see the meaning behind it... well i can almost but its almost like its hidden behind a haze right now and i can se the outline but not the real thing

well the rose is suposed to represent a person and it wasnt that they hurt me intentionaly but you got one outa 2 right that poem i wrote the two versions of was for class... it was pretty funny my whole class was amazed by it O_o its not any thing great im still trying to figure out why they were so amazied by it :therock:

not too deep in thought just i get lost realy easily i probly makes sense i just dont see it >.<

well my fav element is ice fire and ethral (you know spirit) nice poem but i got lost... LoL! i get lost easily

title: darkest rose rose.. my rose is red the color of blood blood fules pasion pasion that burns like fire yet my rose can be white pure and good my angelic rose but my rose can be black the color of pain pain caused by the thorns of this rose thorns that wern't ment to hurt me my rose is now red again red from the spilt blood blood spilt while protecting it i don't mind the pain i protected my rose so i am happy if i die so be it i still protected my rose the one thing left in my life i cherish though i do not want to die for if i did i would hurt my rose and that would bring me pain also so i do not want to die that is the last way out with no way back in so i refuse to die until my rose hurts me purposly so i stay by her side this rose i love love... yes this rose is my love so i will not die and hurt her i will not do any thing to hurt her.

advil or work out side all day eather works to get some one to sleep i'd sugjest working out side all day =p

well actuly i never had a dream like that. and thanks for still reading this stuff

i jump from this cliff only to be caught by my angel who i thought i had lost she returned im glad i didnt end it her hair flows into my face i dont mind the brushes agaisnt me but some thing hapeens and she drops me i fall till i hit my bed room floor i keep my eyes shut trying to go back to that dream but its useless i wont go back asleep i still didnt say good bye or that i loved her i start to cry my self back to sleep hoping agaisnt hope that i dream that dream again i know it wont come though it never does when i wake up so i cry my self back to sleep in hopes of dreaming of my love that i never told

like a dragon through the night sky i fly seeking refuge from the humans the ones who hunt me and my kind though i am not always better i try to be but you... you seem to enjoy it how can you enjoy the look on my face or the pain in my heart when you hunt us so i seek refuge i run i walk away from my life hide and leave you peoeple even though you are my past what made me, me i must leave to get away to repair the hole in my heart created by you people pain is my life it is getting better now that ive found refuge but the scars will always be there you people who think it was all in good fun never saw the kid crying in the night thinking of his day becoming callous to survive i feeling of no one around of complete loneliness that kid that you broke everyday who woke up to tears he tried to leave behind in the dark open your eyes to the truth. Or is it to painful? the truth is less painful then having lies be told to you and having to except them as truth even though you know they're lies the truth is just that the truth except it or not it is still the truth it shall burn you if you refuse to except it again what do [i]you[/i] know about pain? you didnt feel it as the last thing before sleep and the first thing when you woke up did you? no i doubt you did so what would you know about pain the kind thats constantly there your deffinition of pain is a joke is it some one betraying you? or some one dieing?... well mine both of those and more. so your pain is a joke and mine is a nightmare which would you rather have?

Name: Matt shindrek Age: 11 Sex: male Eye: smokey gray Hair: dyed red normally spiked Wand: 10 1/2, inches dragon heart string, maple year: first house: tbs pet name: tradewind broom: nimbus 2000 Personality: cunning, resourceful, always looking out for himself and his close friends his friends more then himself. Not really social but not a complete loner. Won?t resort to cheating? most of the time. Loyal to his friends and family. Biography: born to a muggle father and witch mother. His father died when he was 7 so he can still remember when the doctors told him his father was dead. His father had been the one to tell him his mother was a witch, which had surprised him, and he thought it was a joke until he broke his arm and his mother healed it. His father?s family also excepted his mother for who she was. She had told him to expect a letter from a school named Hogwarts this past summer and when he got it to bring it right to her. This past summer after he got his letter his mother took him to diagon ally and also introduced him to meet her family who were pretty rich. They bought him all his supplies and a broom but told him to leave it with them and asked him and his mother to stay with them from now on. They also bought him a snowy owl. (Sorry not copying potter just a white owl is cool) his mother had given him some extra money for the train he didn't know why until he saw all the snacks. He decided to buy some mostly chocolate frogs because he knew he liked them. The way he was sitting in his seat he almost tripped a perfect and he laughed when he did. He remembered what his mother said about perfects but he thought he was fine because he still wasn?t in a house and laughed all the harder at the perfect and then offered her a chocolate frog and said sorry and that he didn?t mean too.

a night shade wing shattered crystals of destiny broken dreams and peirced hearts tormented souls and hope fallin apart this never ending circle i run in trying to get away from it all i am scared of the finale chapeter of life DEATH i am scared of death i dont want to leave this life behind it may not be great but its mine so i dont want to leave it behind this body bears the scars none of them phsyical emotions have been broken then healed and broken again by people i considered friends friends are a joke something i shall never have happieness, what is that? i dont remember its been so long sense i didnt feel pain i run down the dark hall to see your body hanging there on the wall by a rope you were my friend but you killed your self why? you couldnt talk to me? i might have been able to show you, you were wrong your life was good worth living you have left whats that leave me.. i loved you but you still left i have just had my heart ripped out again this time i hope for the last time i cant take it again so i live my soul behind it is un-needed now it has just been ripped out of me forcefully i didnt get to say good bye or that i loved you i truely did but now its to late i have lost you good bye i shall miss you my rose

the first person had a heart transplant.. so his heart does have a scar from being hurt but the hurt was physical. the second persons heart has been broken theyre jelous that they dont have a scar a scar would have ment the pain was physical not emotional and it would have passed but sense its emotional theyve held it with them and it hurts them almost everyday if not everyday.

title: fall/ blood loss fall from the sky, an angel without wings my angel she fell for saving me it wasnt worth it to save me yet she did i do not understand why a question the echoes in the haze of my mind i cant escape it. does some one care for me? no that cant be. no one does and they shouldnt yet she did it seems a single anser opens hundred doors and far more questions emerge these questions haunt me causing the haze behind my eyes slurring sight drunk from pain i cant walk strait blood flows from my mouth when i talk but it isnt my blood this red poison flows freely a sickly sweet taste it has it drains from my mouth onto the pavement splatering, leaveing a trail dark and harsh like my life this blood turns black as it passes my lips blood spilt for sins ive commited trying to survive yet the more blood flows it seems to flows for the sins commited agaisnt me the haze clears and i see im dead on the ground blood still spilling from me but from cuts that have ruptured my skin my skin is now red from blood blood that turns black as soon as it touches my skin these questions have killed me it seems i have failed my angel and her sacrifice was in vain i am sorry i didnt trust you i should have you were my angel and you gave your life for me but i still lost my life even though you gave yours so i could keep mine i am sorry i wasted the chance you gave me but i couldnt change they made sure of that i am sorry i am sorry please forgive me my angle