ruiner

Journal Poetry Day #2 I guess

Everything Falls Hard

Everything falls hard, get back up and try
The escape means nothing to those who cant
The lost ones we left behind, they still pry
Losing their minds to the same tired rant
Wandering forever in the reprise
Running along while their tortured souls pant
They find an enemy in friendly guise
Who claims he will set them free with a chant
But tortures them more until we hear their cries
Everything falls hard and everything dies
-------------------------------
A poem I just wrote. I have not written forever. I don't like it that much but tell me what you think.
*Edit* I changed it a bit already nothing big but I always do that with my poems. A 100 small changes then I have a finished poem
-------------------------
i shall imagine life
is not worth dying,if
(and when)roses complain
their beauties are in vain

but though mankind persuades
itself that every weed's
a rose,roses(you feel
certain)will only smile

E.E. Cummings - I shall Imagine Life
---------------------------------------------------------
*edit*
Ooooo I got some more pics up. Slowly but surely I am making a collection