Take a look inside my mind. I didn't really Cry,but i was thinking, and a kind of vision came to me blah,blah,blah,blah.....Anyway I hate writing so this will probley be the only time you read something i wrote myself...and it is pretty long. feel free to leave a comment on how horrible i write.



I cryed today while I was sitting down thinking to myself.And One tear ran down my cheek and then fell of my face. While it was falling it seemed like time itself slowed down and during this time i saw my past,present,and future through the tear like it was a window of outlook of my life.The first thing i seen was my past, i saw when i was really young back then i was happy and it was shown on my face. I thought to myself "I was so care free and happy back then". I saw my memeries flow through the tear as it seemingly took forever to fall. I seen myself grow from from a small 5 year old without a care in the world to a let down 12 year old filled with hardships,and letdowns.

I remember how i was back then i looked like i was content with life on the outside but i was somewhat hurt on the inside.I was never one to complain, but now i noticed exactly how bad i really felt. Years passed like mili seconds during this time but yet everything was so clear. Next was my first teen age years which went by in a flash.It was filled with every emotion and action possible Love,Hate,anger,excited,happiess,calm,laid back you name it i had been through it.

Next my future passed before my very eyes.It was filled with blurs but somehow remained to keep it's clarity. I seen all of this through this lone tear that still havn't reached the floor yet.Then in a rush i seen the present. I seen myself at that very moment thinking to myself. I looked as if i was worried about something while i was sitting down contemplating.Then it almost seemed as if myself that was sitting inside the tear was suddenly standing in a black room,with one overhead light and double sided mirrors on every wall.

I then heard a vioce say to me "Who ever is on the other side of those mirrors has not hurt you,they care for you,and they love you". When the vioce was finished making the statement all the mirrors shattered and when i looked to see who was on the other side.There was no one there. I was the only one standing in the room.I started to feel sorry for myself, the tear which contained all these images was 3 inchs from the ground now. Then a light suddenly flickered inside and it showed the outline of a figure standing across from me.And as the light grew brightned up the room the more details i could see on the figure. But before i could see the face of the figure the tear hit the floor and the images stoped with it.Then i looked up with a slight smile on my face and proceeded to say to myself "I think i know who that person was"...

All this could use is a little editing. Other than that, I like it a lot. It's well-thought out and it flows well.

I don't really think it's that horrible, actually - it's bordering on, if not at 'that good'. There are a good many people who think they can write but can't do anything as good as this. ^_^

I really liked it- it resonated with who I was and the kind of person I am... I dunno. It's too early to give a detailed analysis. Suffice to say 'well done'.

T.T Me too...I have felt like that the last few days. I'm glad somebody understands me...or you, which ever.

It is very good and meaningful. I like it!

Just because you don't see people's dark or sensitive sides doesn't mean they're not there... frequently it means the opposite.

I think i can write okay, the horrible part was a little joke.And i didn't run it through the spell check and i'm to tired/lazy right now to correct the spelling right now.

Thanks for the good comments...When i wrote this i was thinking...And i felt kind of bad because of something that just happened...Then this sort of "vision" or whatever you want to call it poped in my mind....That's what happened and afterwards i wrote it down and now i posted it...i wrote it last thursday.

You felt like that Quig well i'm sorry about that...I wasn't really depressed really just thinking mostly.....But i understand how you were feeling.



Michiko:I don't really have a real sensitive/dark side to me...I'm to relaxed for that stuff, because i shrug off a bunch of stuff and get over things easily.I try not to let things effet me that much and they don't.

That was good since i also went through that and sort of still am

Oh yeah?You were thinking about some stuff not to long ago.You can PM me if you want to talk about it.

No no It's okay I already have been talking to some1 at a different site

Okay then. Just was extending a hand.

This is nice. Dark with a light undertone that increases over the length of the thought /poem/story, just like my poems. Well done.