My Wreck

 Death has always been my mistletoe. Hung for all seasons, new and old. Complimenting the kiss that used to be. . Stabbing and hurting. Pain flits through. Crying out with a loud reverence. A hero has been made.  But in spite of him, he falls. Never can one survive this pain written road. A place where you cant live, yet you can’t hide. Never going to the place you long to find. Continuing the faith that once was. A sparrow flights by. Singing a song of yesteryears hate. Continue on young stranger. The real despair has yet to come. Haunting you. Plaguing you.  A mournful end. Sweet black lips meet yours. Holding them forever shut. An echo of I told you so.

Author's Note

I write in my own style. I hope it is appreciated. Please ignore all spelling and grammar errors, after all i am still in school:)

Reviews

[Bran the Broken]

oof. dark and heavy with imagery and double-meanings. excellent.

[Curiosity and Black Ang..]

Everyone has their own style, and as I can see, it works for you. I especially love the opening line, "Death has always been my mistletoe." Great line. I've never read anything like that before. Truly unique and original. Furthermore, the tone was aggressive and it captured me from the beginning. Good write!!!

[Kels]

all i have to say is..........................................................................................
damn girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
lol
good use of language. :)

it's pretty deep..or seems that way at least.
i get the meaning of it though.
i can relate to the line...... wait, no,
actually, the whole thing.

i really really like this bells :)

[bluessadmood]

God this is so sweet..
death has always been my mistletoe,hung for all seasons,new and old
a hero has been made,but in spit of him he falls
never can one survive this pain written road,a place where you cant live,yet you cant hide
never going to the place you long to find
the real despair has yet to come,haunting you ,plaguing you
a mournful end.sweet black lips meet yours,holding them forever shut
an echo of i told you so..
what lovey so filled with feelings from so deep down your soul
its a sad black write about death and life,but you told it in a very dreamy wonderful way
truly a great work of art..
lovely write..

[Life Calling!!!]

Your style is definitely appreciated...I like the ominous, haunting tone that prevails throught this piece...just a suggestion, why don't you use a bigger font? it would be easy on the eyes....overall, an intriguing piece to read!

God Bless!