HELLO EVERY ONE... SOME OF YOU MAY KNOW ME AND HAVE YOUR OWN PERCEPTIONS OF ME , BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DONT KNOW ME MY NAME IS SHADOW... I KNOW YOUR PROBIBLY THINKING "SHADOW?" WHAT A WEIRDO, BUT LET ME ASHURE YOU IM NOT A WEIRDO... OK MAYBE A LITTLE... BUT THATS IT... SHADOW IS WHAT ALMOST EVERYBODY I KNOW CALLS ME...OK ENOUGH WITH THAT ...I LIVE IN APPLE VALLEY LET ME JUST SAY IT IS THE MOST BORRING PLACE EVER...A WORLD SURROUNDED BY MOUNTAINS...I EVENTUALLY WANT TO LIVE IN LAS VEGAS I LOVE IT THERE... I USUALLY SPEND MY TIME WRITING OR CHASING THE OPPOSITE SEX...IM A VERY OPEN PERSON... ILL TALK ABOUT ANYTHING...THERES NOTHING BETTER THAT A NICE LONG MEANINGFULL CONVERSATION WITH SOMEONE, ESPECIALLY A TOTAL STRANGER... I DRESS IN BLACK ALL THE TIME... WHY CUS I LIKE BLACK... I ALWAYS HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL...AND BESIDES IVE LEARNED TO APRECIATE THE DARKER SIDE OF THINGS...I TALK LIKE I HAVE SO MANY FUCKING FRIENDS, BUT I REALLY DONT...JUST ENOUGH... THERE PROBIBLY TALKING SHIT ABOUT ME RIGHT NOW AS IM WRITING THIS, BUT WHO CARES... WHAT ELSE IS NEW? I GUESS IM AN ASS HOLE ALCAHOLIC EVERY BODY SAYS I AM, BUT IM ONLY AN ASS HOLE TO PEOPLE THAT TALK SHIT OR ACT FAKE OR DO ME WRONG IN ONE WAY OR THE OTHER... I LIKE TO DRINK... NOT OVER DOING IT WHEN I DO....OK MAYBE A LITTLE...I LIKE TO PARTY BUT NOT REALLY TOOOOO MUCH...I WANT TO BE A NARCOTICS AGENT / SEXOLOGIST... I PITTY THIS WORLD WE LIVE IN ... I CANT HELP IT... WE ARE DESTROYING OUR SELVES AND NOT ALOT OF PEOPLE REALLY CARE... ITS SAD FOR OUR NEXT GENERATIONS... LIFE FOR ME RIGHT NOW ISNT TOO EXITING, BUT IT WILL GET BETTER FOR SHURE... THE WORST PART ABOUT IT I THINK IS BEING ALONE...YOU THINK ID BE USE TO IT BY NOW, BUT EVERY DAY IT STILL HURTS... EVERYONE I HAVE EVER LOVED HAS GONE AWAY ... LOVE IS THE ONE THING THAT BRINGS ME TO MY KNEES TIME AND TIME AGAIN...ITS ONE DEPARTMENT I DONT SEE MUCH HOPE FOR ME IN... IM ON HERE FOR FRIENDS AND MUSIC AND BASICALLY JUST TO MEET WOMEN...IM ALWAYS DOWN TO CHAT SO HIT ME UP...









Letting Go

Letting go of someone can be very hard to do,
Especially when it's someone that told you they loved you.
People will come, and people will go,
But love will always stay.
No matter what circumstances are thrown your way.
There will always come a time when you'll have to say goodbye,
Even if you feel like you just might die.
Just turn around and walk away.
And don't ever forget that things are better this way.

Written by [shadow69]

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Lonely Tear Drops

These tear drops are falling
And so am I,
If someone doesn't catch me
Soon I will die.
As these days pass I keep
wishing I’d die,
I don’t think there's anyone here
As lonely as I.
My loneliness shows through
these fallen tears,
I have no fear.
I swore to myself that I would
never let anyone see,
This evil twinge that has been
eating me,
But my long and lonely nights
show Through these tears I can no
longer hold.
These tears that run down my
cheeks and rest upon my lips
Scream to you.
They scream to you to kiss me,
And make this pain go away.

Written by [shadow69]

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Final cut

Through the doorway though
A bit hazy now thy silhouette does not escape me,
So I evoke thee to come forth and enjoy the show.
Thou know it to be quite funny as well as me,
As thou stand there I can even on deaf ears hear
The whispers of thy happiness and fears that thou try to hide
By shutting thy eyes so that I may not get a peek inside.
These little rituals are finally getting the best of me.
Like when I call thee just to hear thy voice,
Then thou hang up once more capturing the best of me.
I just want thou to know that I love thee
And I really did not mind the lip gloss.
These days are cold and stale now that thou art gone.
The cold wind hits my face changing the paths
Of my ground destined tears,
And my only solace is at the bottom of the ocean,
The ocean of gaffer and disgruntle disparity.
So come forth not wishing to dethrone me from my
Coffin where I lay eyes open weeping as death looms
Ominously closer for it is too late,
My vision slowly fades consoling my agony
With freedom from the misery
That thou have caused me,
Freedom From the suffering that has entombed me,
But rather come forth as the labyrinth figment of my imagination
That I have always known thee to be,
Bearing the final razor that will be inserted into my heart.
Let thy excitement not exceed my apprehension my dear,
For I am doing the cutting this time.
Do thou swear thy love for me?
Then where is thy will to thrive within my heart
Where my guilt resides?
Very well then my love,
No beseech shall be laid upon thee,
But canst thou do what hath besought of thee?
Where is thy love now?
Or the razor I have besought thee to bring?
Forgotten like thy love for my bleeding heart.
A love that I once possessed like I now possess death,
Like hate on my heat,
And for thee…

Written by [shadow69]

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