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domokun domokun domokun mrgreen mrgreen mrgreen domokun domokun domokun So, I've been thinking about it, and I've changed alot since 7th grade....

Actually, this is just to match Jennifer's s**t. Lol.

Things that have Changed.


I am no longer pretending to be straight

All my friends now know I'm gay

Me and Jenna are through for good

I've decided to give up on being an author

and now I want to be a psychologist

I'm not goth

Im not punk

Im not emo

I've decided against stereotypes

I now have more music and Cd's then I know what to do with

I'm not a super christian do-gooder

I can see auras again

I know how to use Photoshop now

I wear nicer clothes now

I dont wear shorts anymore

My favorite color is now Lime green

I am sticking up for my rights now

I no longer cry when I get the s**t knocked out of me

I just stand back up and get right in the other person's face

I have a myspace

I have a new Vampirefreaks account

My avi looks so much diferent now

I hate my family

I speak English now and n0 l0ng3r t1p3 l1k3 th1s NEm0r3

Me and Jennifer are now the bestest of friends

We're actually brother and Sister now

I Finally met my biological dad

and disowned him

I met a goth guy from Denver

who is more like a father than any other rat b*****d who was naturally supposed to be my father

I type extremely fast now.

I can read a 45 chapter book in two days tops

I gave up yu-gi-oh cards

because they are stoopid

I've fallen in and out of Love

I've conquered half the demons I struggled with.

Now Im working on the others

I drink more often now

even though I wish I didnt

I can't stand to talk to my friends around my parents

I stopped cybering DX

I began my web publishing expeditions

and made Sellars Bail Bonds

I gave up pot

and topamax

and other drugs

I quit taking adderal

I began cutting myself

and quit cutting myself

I began to plan to kill my step-father

came very close to doing it

but my concience is a b***h

so I didnt

I tried to kill myself more times than I can count

and have come very close to doing it

But I quit

thats stoopid people

I began to study theology

and developed my poetry skills domokun domokun

I began to talk to people at school

and reallized how stoopid they were and quit

and this is about it.

Now, to prove my poetry skills!

"Forsaken Roses of the Bitter Stone Garden"
Take my hand and walk with me.
We'll stand amongst the lonely roses
in between the darkened souls
turned to stone from love so blind.
They stood their staring with no eyes
straight into bloody sockets
hoping to god their breathless lungs would refill.
But no, their God looked upon them
And in his eyes they were loved,
But truth be forsaken.
And so our love will be one
That no Forgiving Night can cover;
One of the Forsaken Roses
Left by God for the fiery lord of naught;
For it is he who stands in puddles
of burning blood that fell from our hearts,
and it will be he who swears our hearts woven
into the stream of ever loving water that is our spirits.
So with this Forsaken rose that I have plucked
straight from the Garden of My soul,
I ask that you take my hand
and help me to plant it here
where it may feed upon the bitter stones
and drink from their waxing tears.

"Expiry"

Every nerve grows cold with pain
In Suicide; my final defeat.
The bullet ends life’s strain,
But this horror; what a treat.
Then the Darkness spins round;
The screech of the deafening bell.
And still, eternally I feel bound
To this body’s sad, pathetic tale.
At last the golden foyer I enter;
The book of the lamb lays open.
Slowly I approach the room’s center
And what I see denies my final sin.

Though Demons name me their rightful claim,
Still, in gilded script was scrawled my name.

"New Life"
No one’s left to guard your heart;
You think they never cared.
You fragile broken-hearted thing
Let me hold you once again.
Let me wipe away those tears
And show you what I mean
I know you think there’s only pain
And everything’s the same,
But life has changed outside your walls
And The worlds alive again.
We want to let you stand again
And feel a world free of sin.
The world is as it should be
In this plain old memory.
Hear the strings begin to play
And wish that you could stay.
Listen to Life’s new sound
And know that love’s abound.
Feel the warming of your heart
And hear the crumbling of its walls.
Accept you’re freedom from the pain
Accept this gift of renewing rain.
This is the world where life must lead
For those who found no love
And this is the world where happiness
Is trusting as a dove.
You fallen spirit, cry no more
Pain is lost forevermore.
I know you think it’s just a dream,
And fanciful as it may seem,
Child, this world is real,
Open your heart and feel.
This is new life
Free of strife
And left for you to have.