Rose's poetry

(Okay so this has nothing to do with Twilight, but I wrote this poem a while back)

How would you like it?

How would you like it?
if everyday you awoke
you would wake to nothing
nothing but darkness.

How would you like it?
if every time you came home
you would come back to nothing
nothing but pain.

How would you like it?
If every time you slept
you would feel nothing
nothing but despair.

How would you like it?
If every time you had a dream
you would dream of nothing
nothing but emptiness.

How would you like it?
If every time you cried
you would receive nothing
nothing but insults.

How would you like it?
If every time you smiled
you would smile about nothing
nothing but lies.

How would you like it?
If every time you thought
you would think of nothing
nothing but a memory.

How would you like it?
If every time you met someone
you would feel nothing
nothing but jealousy.

How would you like it?
If every time you laughed
you would laugh for nothing
nothing but sorrow.

How would you like it?
If you had to be me
you would be nothing
nothing but an echo!

its very good rose

thankyou, ive had a few of my poems published before

Really? cool thast awsome

Yea it is isnt it! a lot of my poems are really depressing though

That´s what I would say!
It´s still very good though^^
Great choice of words^^

Thankyou!

ur the one sayiny thank you lolz soz had to say thta

oh haha CJ, lols.

lolz XD nice poem

God that was deep.... and sad....

aww thanks, i know.
I have a LOT of poems like this. I really should post them

Alone

He sits alone

crying inside
afraid to show
the pain he hides

He sits alone

broken and lost
he’ll never cry out
for fear of the cost

He sits alone

scared and scarred
wondering why
his life is so hard

He sits alone

wasting away
staring so blankly
with words he can’t say

He sits alone

feeling so worthless
he wants to be loved
And thinks that it’s hopeless

If you were alone

empty and hollow
how could you cope
who would you follow?

If you were alone

sad and haunted
would you really care
how much you were taunted?

If you were alone

pained with distress
how would you know
how much life you had left?

If you were alone

what would you do?
For in this situation
there is nothing but gloom

Now he still sits alone;

but will not give in
‘cause now he knows
we’ll have faith in him…

Ode To Esme:

She is there for me every morning,
With a smile as bright as sunshine,
With a loving heart and friendly soul;

She wipes away the tears ive shed,
With a promise of a wonderful day ahead;
She is my true friend, The only true one;

She consoles me when I am hurt,
Helps me through all hard times,
Celebrates my victories however small they may be;

She loves me in a big way,
Too big to say in words,
I owe her a lot;

There is no mother that is better than my mother: Esme.

ok, this is easier

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Author has written 11 stories for YuGiOh, Shaman King, Avatar: last airbender and Twilight.