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I am a senior at Lawrence North High School and I will be graduating in May of 2008. In the Fall I will commence my Matriculation through Ball State University where I will major in Creative writing.

I have been writing poetry and short stories since the fifth

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I am: 4 of 204
I am exactly what they made meand nothing more or lessI've become what they told meand now I have no restI have conformed into someonethat I do not loveBut atleast people talk to meI'm not alone anymoreI am exactly as they wishedI'm who they molded me to beAll they had to do was laughand the transformation was complete"A chil... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 102 of 1267
It lingers for a lifetimeIt never fades awayIt brings to you darknessAnd takes away the dayThis is my loveFor one who doesn't knowPerhaps he can't see itMaybe it doesn't showThis love that weakensThis feeling that consumesIf only I could tell himIf only he knew the truth More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A day in my life: 35 of 390
A day in my lifewhere pain and troubles thriveWhere nobody listensand you're weak if you cryAll the people laughAs you pass them in the hallsYou don't tell anyoneThey think it's all your faultA day in my lifeis to lack airYou can hardly breatheand you don't really careHow would it feelto lay down and dieTo be wrapped in someo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I long for you: 51 of 346
Baby I dream of youWhen I close my eyesI yearn for you my darlingI need you by my sideCan't you try to love me?Don't you even care?Wrap me in a warm embraceAnd love me if you dareDon't leave me all aloneI don't know what to doI've tried to move onBut baby I dream of you More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: First love: 15 of 95
His EyesHe has eyes that are trappedin the forefront of my mindEverytime I see themI go back in timeDoes he know what I seewhen i look into his eyesI must avoid his gazeI must pretend I'm fineBut I burn with the agonyof unrequited loveHow he went awayand didn't love me as he shouldHe's the first love of my youththat I can nev... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken love: 45 of 277
Come back to me babyLove me for meWithout you in my lifeI feel so incompleteCan you see the painWhen you look into my eyesAm I so horribleThat you don't want me in your lifeI thought I could forget youAnd simply move onBut this love needs healingAnd healing is in your armsCome back to me babyFix these bloody woundsI tried to ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories: 67 of 391
Everything they called meEchoes in my headI wouldn't be a child againI'd rather be deadPlaying alone during reccessCrying during lunchRunning from the playground bullyPraying I wouldn't get punchedMemories of a trying timeThere was no fun for meNow that I am olderMy memories follow me More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Domestic abuse: 11 of 56
The SameShe applied her makeupto cover the bruiseNo one could tellyet she knew the truthShe made up excusesfor why she stayedIt would all work outHe said he would changeShe loves him so muchand she's nothing without himHe is trying to changeShe caouldn't possibly desert himShe'll give him a weekthen she'll walk awayYet a mont... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Taking a chance on love: 30 of 128
Alas, I'm the girl nobody cared to know The one that refused To let any emotion show The same girl that believed the world was full of hate perhaps, now, something will change They say to be free, you must take a leap The fall may seem long But you have to believe Take a chance and jump Off the ledge of security Jump into l... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: It's been a long time: 28 of 96
She is crumbled in a cornerbroken and all aloneIt's been a long timesince she's had peace in her soulShe sits up when people passand smiles when they look her wayNobody could guessthat she was harboring painShe refuses to go into the kitchenbecause then she'll look at that knifeShe'll wonder how it would feelto take her own l... More..