The Blog has Died

I havent bothered with the format for a while, so i guess it's alright.

There's a lot of stuff to blog...er journal, i guess.

I'll have to bury this thing when I get to high school.

If I make a decent enemy...

Geez, I wear my heart on my sleeve. What could happen?

And today I will not blog about stuff, but rather I will say a bit of crap that I will later regret writing at all because the following makes me sound depressed. XDDD

I will close my eyes

My heart is still beating

I will rip out my heart

and tell them to fetch

The boxes

The layers

They amuse me

and curse me to doom

Lonely, and somber

I await their return

as they open the boxes

one after another

I run the other direction

burning the empty meadow in which they dwell

Sheep herded, into a trap

Laughter

My heart burns along with the mess,

but the boxes remain

giving way to an empty puzzle

which no one can solve

except for the one person

who holds the key

the one person

she must destroy

as the little girl sits in a corner

looking at her looking glass

asking it

"Mirror, mirror on the wall

Tonight, how many others shall fall?"

And she weeps

and laughs

It eats her alive

And when the dream is over

She fetches her box

and throws it again.

En vie la rose.

-Juliet