*My poems*

Consumed:

I feel myself slipping
I feel slowly aching
The darkness is crowding within me
It’s taken over and all thats left of me is anger, pain, and sorrow!

Unheard:

My opinion doesnt count for anything
Many believe that just because of age means more ability
Yet, a kid 14years old could save a country out of war
While others may fight till the end and suffer

Hatred:

Hatred is rage
Hatred is anger
Hatred is pressure building
Hatred must be destroyed
Alas, I don’t have the power to do so

Friendship:

Friendship is not wasted
Friendship is used
We all have friends
Wether they are nice, mean, and/or rude
Friends stick up for each other!

cough cough
There is actually a forum for writing now…