Elfsige

The item of concerned, The heart, A fragile piece of Machinery, broken and used, over many years. Can still have a significance, when someone walks into your life. and your heart pumps, faster and faster, Until blood spurts from the cracks of the past. only then you will realize, that the blood is filling those cracks, to make your heart whole once more. why you might ask? Because the one you love has given you, a part of theirs, to make yours whole, as you give part of yours. To fill the void of their own. Maybe then you shall see, And hear the sounds. Never again shall life be so... Damned to hurt that fragile heart, You and her,

This is our Destiny, One given to you, To do with how you please. Like the edge of a blade, Sharp and keen to its surroundings, Ready to pounce on life. The shield clashes, upon the Sword of others, to grant the Serenity of safety. The armor, Guardian of your heart, knows best on what to do, Its your choice to follow.

The life of a Kid, Not an ordinary kid though, a child born with needs. The life of a Down syndrome Child, is anything BUT down. Always full of ups, never has a sad face, except when the words, shed across his face, like tears of broken dreams, of the evil ones, who try to keep him, anything but up. Putting him back, to being, A down syndrome child.

Dwelling in the shadows, Lost in the imagination, of the mind. Not knowing what is going to happen, but wishing SOMETHING will. Making her the angel in your eyes, while shes Making you the Demon. so that she can be free, free from the shackles of love. Nomatter what happens, there will be that ONE spark in your mind, that will tell you. Keep going for her, It will be worth it, In the end.

“So you want me to tell you about my owner? Well, I can tell you for certain, he would be astonished if he could hear what I am saying. Although, I suppose it is not every day that someone begins a conversation with his boot, much less do I answer them! Nevertheless,here we are, and since you have asked I will answer you as best as I can. At first, it may be difficult to see where the point of this tale is going, I ask you to bear with me and take the time, as I will do my best to make it clear to you in the end.            I would venture to say that the life of a shoe is never easy, though as perhaps you can see, mine has been harder

S is the scream, it crawls beneath my skin M is the madness, I fear it will win I, I am Irony, till death do we part L is my Loss, it's haunting now starts E is every broken piece of my ever broken heart

Okay, Now over the summer, and into the beginning of the school year i've noticed things that shouldn't go unspoken. Discrimination against looks, race, wealth, Everything..... Now, Its what I've saw with my own 2 eyes, Someone Getting laughed at because of looks, Maybe someone isn't as wealthy as some other people, maybe its a specific race being picked on by others only because of him\her's Race. I've had a breakthrough, I Will NO longer Act childish and will NOT see someone as "different" only because of there "Way of living." If you want to continue to do so, Fine, Be that way, but don't expect me to have your back when you get the same t

Kiss me in the morning, Before our day begins. Kiss me in the darkness, After our day is at it's end. Kiss me in the rain, so it can was away our sadness. Kiss me in the snow, So I can keep you warm again.