Its cold. Dark outside.
Scary shadows steal across the open plain,
Disturbing thoughts fill my brain.

I see footsteps in the sand,
Hopes and dreams so grand.

Tortured thoughts consume me,
They seep through every fibre of my being,
The grasses outside are green,
The leaves with dew glisten,
But here i drift without reason.

The birds chirp,they twitter.
They flit around cheerily.
Happiness floats.
I think of dark,fiery thoughts.
Everyone's happy,
Their senseless joy annoys me.
I feel the dark bile of anger rise in my throat.

My soul is ravaged,
My mind consumed,
Inside of me a dark,empty place.
So cold. I shiver.

My mind's a dark place,
Full of darker thoughts.

I close my eyes,
I hear the swish of the blade,
A sound beautiful in its perfection,
The enchanting melody drugging.
Soothing.
I smile wistfully. I wonder:
What would it be like?

Then i'm back in class,
In my dreary school,
In my dreary class,
With my dreary biology teacher,
Who's going on and on,
About the guard cells of the stomata.

Anger surges through me,
Like a sleek,coiled,beast,
rudely awakened from its pleasant slumber.
It flows through me,
Like a deadly toxin,
Choking,gasping,
Flowing like red-hot lava,
Burning.
Seeping through every pore of my very being.
And then it stops,
And i breathe,
In and out,In and out,
Slowly cooling my fevered brain.

Life isnt beautiful.
It's not wonderful or fulfilling.
I look at those around me scornfully,
Their sameness disgusts me,
And in that moment,
I know i'm different,
I simply exist amongst them,
My genius subdued.

A cold breeze blows.
I look at the pebbles on the ground,
Some square,some round,
Some jagged,some sound,
And i let it slide,
All of it.

What do u think? P.s-i wrote this in sec. school,so pls b nice.

absolutely love
i absolutely love this
the sameness of humans can be very disgusting
i looooveeeee
yay! more 'dark' writers!

Wow

Wait a sec,did u rily write this in sec. school? Then u were one . . . . . unique kid. Its kinda scary for a teenager to have written this. "The swish of the blade. . . . . I wonder,what would it be like". Creepy,but brilliant.

Hehehe. Lol @creepy. I was unique,yeah,but i was also a wierd kid. My teenage years were very confusing,n angry. Writing helped me deal with that.