i don't know what to think about this really, but here goes...

I remember singing hallelujah in the choir just to catch your
eye. I used to watch you get yourself dolled up, dressed in white;
with your eyes painted through the misty mirrors; that swallowed
your breath. Those crystal tears that fell through love and loss
are now enveloped in your palms, hoping for safety, a memorable
cause. A strand of hair blocks out the light, it reaches toward a
flame. Swaying in the slightest of breezes from your bedroom

A diary was always clutched in your palms, a truth so close that
no one shall smell it's whispy breath. A dog howls to the church
bells chorus, a hymn spelling the dangers of believing in the
unbelievable. A phonecall whispers through the air "she loves the
heart of other boys, your mind is to be made up. Your fate is

A hushed silence spreads like flames in driest of seasons. It's
path left in wake as a new breed of life is rushed from its feet. A
stamp of approval is all anyone asked. But where the ink of which
we press is continually flawed. The welcoming sun batters at my
window, rays cling to my sleeve, a vacant expression is left
trailing from the chair.

The flower shall always wilt when water is in need, just like the
tears of the beloved shall always be in vain
Quote by Jaret Reddick
wake me up when september ends makes me cry evry time!

emos forever
This is pretty heartwrenching. You packed a lot of emotion into that peice for sure. I like it, and I don't recommend you change anything in it. The last two lines are great, depressing and untrue in my opinion, but great.

Is this just something you came up with, or is it based on experiences? Wow, thanks for the great read!
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
thanks, everything i write has some relation to how i feel but that's pretty much what most people will say.
Quote by Jaret Reddick
wake me up when september ends makes me cry evry time!

emos forever