Hey guys im sry to do this but can u please check out my new poem called The Day You Died i wrote it from the bottom of my heart and its a true story please tell me how i did i would return ur favor i promise!!!!!!!

My blood is red
my face is blue
i just slit my wrist
woohoo

Chris-
if you can hear me, i'm sorry. i should of been a better friend. i should of listened to you when you needed help. i should of helped you mend with your problems, like you helped me with mine. i'm sorry.
R.I.P CHRISTOPHER REEVES

Ur flying away on ur golden wings,
listening to the beautiful angels sing.
while i'm here alone and cold,
left with no one to hold.

I`m lost in a faded memory
it seems to be so far away
i wish things would be alright
i wish things would be okay

On Hurrican Katrina..

People cling to what their life was before
For they can't phathom all that was lost.
A booming city that used to be is no more
Thousands of lives were altered to pay the cost.

Vengeance is the lowest form of grief

My world is closing in
On the inside
But I’m not showing it
When all I am is crying out
I hold it in and fake a smile
Still I’m broken
I’m broken
Only one can understand
And only one can hold the hand
Of the broken

-Building 429

The day when many people went to heaven,
This day is called nine-eleven.

By: Alessandra

If you let someone go that you love.....chances are you will never get them back