[I love this song! I'd like to thank a certain PWP meber for "singing" it to me, because it really cheered me up]

Wonderful World

by James Morrison

I've been down so low

[note : in 2007, a friend told me that she wanted to kill herself, and that she had told one of her "bestfriends", who had given her a peice of glass in which to do it which. That night, I wrote this. It was written from her point of view. When I showed it to her, she cried and said that it was exactly how she was feeling.]

Glass
By Oral Aura

V1
I can’t take this anymore
Wish I was on a peaceful shore
Instead I stared at my skin as it tore
Watched the blood as it pored
All out over everything
Wrong with me
She gave me the glass
So I’m gonna use it
Gonna use it

C
My life is shattered
Heart is shattered
Like a piece of glass
That I use to make my pain go away.
I just want this to end
I just want this to end

V2
I know that nobody
Ever cared for me
They were all faking
Or at least were making
Excuses for leaving me
How do you think it feels.
To not be able to tell your friends that you love them
Considering they give you broken glass
Knowing what you’ll do with it
It hurts so bad
Hurts so bad

C
My life is shattered
Heart is shattered
Like a piece of glass
That I use to make my pain go away.
I just want this to end
I just want this to end

How do you think it feels.
To not be able to tell your friends that you love them
Considering they give you broken glass
Knowing what you’ll do with it
It hurts so bad
Hurts so bad

How do you think it feels.
To not be able to tell your friends that you love them
Considering they give you broken glass
Knowing what you’ll do with it
It hurts so bad
Hurts so bad

C
My life is shattered
Heart is shattered
Like a piece of glass
That I use to make my pain go away.
I just want this to end
I just want this to end

[END]

[I wrote this one day after spendingthe whole day looking through my high school yearbooks. As you may have guessed, it's about my high school...My high school colours were purple and gold (Merkel High School]

Thus Forth (No More)
by Brian McDowell

Verse One
No more
Sprinted run of the hall
No more
Dreams of tomorrow at the mall
No more
Seeing the hands slow down a bunch
No more
Cherry Coke with her at lunch

Chorus
Thus forth I see the time go by
What ever to say I wish I had
To speak what’s to be please do not
Doing wrong to me to get me mad

Verse Two
No more
Phone calls under cover
No more
Hiding music from them
No more
Friends of the Book People
No more
Lovely mystery food

Chorus
Thus forth I see the time go by
What ever to say I wish I had
To speak what’s to be please do not
Doing wrong to me to get me mad

Bridge
Waiting is over, though I wish it weren’t
I loved it then, and I miss those days
Those lives I saw, but none knew me
I know it was, the best time of my life

Chorus
Thus forth I see the time go by
What ever to say I wish I had
To speak what’s to be please do not
Doing wrong to me to get me mad

be still, and watch the flowers sway
by brian mcdowell

be still, and watch the flowers sway
seeing the wind as it sweeps the clouds away
don’t think for a moment you’re not seeing this
staring at the flowers as they come in for a kiss

beginning this moment, see what you can see
know that it is not for nothing and think of me
we walk together through the rain soaked field
gathering memories while our hands they are sealed

we laugh at the past, knowing it is behind us
nothing can change it, now that we are contiguous
the ominous storms having ended, we rejoice
as the moment continues, we are glad of our choice

out here, we worry not about any paper business
instead, we look forward to all of the muteness
we know this moment will far outlast today
so be still, and watch the flowers sway

..............what's going to happen to this site once the Portrait's done?

The reason I joined was because I found this site by mistake. i was looking through entries, until i came across my best-friend. If you have seen my profile, you know this. I joined the site because I needed to support her. I haven't wanted to put her name on this site because I felt i needed to protect her, and I didn't feel that posting her name on this site would help.

Then i thought about it; this is the one site that I SHOULD post her name. She has been telling me that she wanted me to put her name, but i have been against it.

Currently, Jennifer is in the other room, playing the Wii. We like to play Mario Kart. Wii Sports is another one we love to play, even tyhough in real life we can't stand sports.

We are getting ready to watch The Uninvited, which came in NetFlix today. She called me this morning to tell me she wanted me to watch it with her. I am here almost everyday anyway. Today is my 21st birthday, so they had a cookout, her husband, John, working his "magic" at the grill (I put "quotes" around magic because, believe it or not, he just now burned his face... again. Jen is looking for the burn ointment.)

okay, now she is getting mad at him because he is refusing the ointment, and is, instead, trying to dip his arm in the pool to help the burn. they are both nurses, so i don't see why he did that. i even know that will make it worse...

Okay, we're about to start the movie.

Hey there, Beautiful, why so sad?
The day is old, the fun we’ve had.
When morning comes, see you I will,
Sad you were, and so you are still.

Why am I sad? It’s you I’m missing,
Tell me what’s wrong, I promise I’ll listen.
You speak, I cry, but don’t stop,
You are worth the pain I pick up.

Hold On, and don’t let go,
My love is true, as I try and show.
Reading each other’s minds we share,
The secrets that time can’t seem to tear.

I know that you are haunted,
By a past that you never wanted.
I wish I could change what happened,
So that you didn’t feel so abandoned.

So let me in, don’t be frightened,
I’ll understand if you’re senses are heightened.
I want to share with you in your pain,
it’s too late for me to restrain.

(I wrote this for my friend)

The Shadow
by Brian McDowell

She playing by herself, little girl so young,
Not thinking of the shadow, the troubles yet begun,
Still she sits there, her mind full of innocence,
Nowhere is her parents, to see his none-innocent kiss,

She begs for the shadow to let her go, her soul he will steal
The silence from her mouth will never heal,
Can’t this pass, anything but this,
It’s been an hour, still she cries.

The weeping souls watch in dread,
As her life gets ripped to shreds,
She watches as the shadow leaves,
While she struggles back in her sleeves.

I see her now, see all of the sorrow,
And want to comfort her, today and tomorrow,
Years go by, yet the memory never dies,
It’s been thirty years, still she cries.