one-stanza

"The arguments were fierce, and seemed to go on forever.

All the yelling from both sides was driving me insane.

I swore then and there that I would never have children."

Amy, 2/26/09

Noise

I felt enveloped in a sea of black.
Like I was being tossed and jerked inside a giant rolling boulder.
Clouds came out of nowhere, and were drenching the unsuspecting ground.
I just lay motionless, The pounding rain on the roof might as well have been an army general screaming in my ear.
Sleep was impossible.
Staying awake was harder.
This was the sound of silence.

~Amy, Silence,
~2/25/09

Storm

She was lying there, in her double bed, still as stone, as a storm raged outside. A storm; cloudless, rainless. Just wind battering against her window and tattering the defenseless trees that lined her driveway.She just lied there motionless, as if waiting for the storm to take the electricity away, in order for her to be plunged into a never-ending tunnel of darkness and utter silence. She was cautiously listening to her bedside radio, trying to wrap her entire mind around the confusing chords and lyrics of the chosen song.

She closed her eyes, and envisioned herself playing her bass guitar. When she hit a difficult chord, she strained her ever-trained arm muscles, and was abruptly aware of the cold, metal flashlight that was now jabbing her in the chest.

~Amy, 2/3/09

New

Hatred.

Rage.

Figuring out for the 5th time that you don't have to deal with this crap.

So you move on.

For the fifth time.

You feel free, as though a heavy weight has been lifted from your shoulders.

Now you're fleeing down an empty highway at midnight.

All that's left for him to mourn with regret over is a small note,

the other half of his heart,

taped to the memorial that had once been your front door.

~Amy, Leaving

~2/3/09

Suicide

In the dark.
On a ledge.
Preparing to jump.
Just to end this cold, cruel clump of lies that I call my life.
No lights surround me.
This will be my last memory of earth.
Dark.
Damp.
No hope.
I silently curse all people out of my thought bank.
At last, I jump.
The darkness will be everlasting.
~Amy, Unrest Everlasting
~2/2/09

outlook on success

So, what to write about?

Death? Despair maybe?

No.

I see the light at the end of this tunnel.

I will get out of here.

Nothing and no one can stop me from living my life to the fullest.

There is no use trying to find helplessness in life.

Everything will always have a meaning.

Nothing will need defining.

I will be the instructor,

and the world,

the solar system,

the universe, even,

will be my classroom.

I will accomplish what I want to in life.

The world is my oyster,

and I am its pearl.

All I have to do now is wait

and see just what kind of pearl I happen to become.

~Amy, Reaching

~1/29/09

new~ one stanza poetry

"Thousands of pairs of eyes stared down on me as I slumbered.

Eyes of the dead, and of the future dead.

And one of those pairs was mine."

~Amy, I Dream of Doom

2/17/09

New Pics. ~Annie

Annie wrestling with her tennis ball in the backyard

Annie in her Dogloo in the backyard

New Pics .~Skittles

Skittles at Christmas

Skittles in my backyard yesterday

Skittles in my room with a lamp shining light on her face.