I love this..
all your poems are amazing...
good job and keep up the good work!
xxxx
abby

So here your soul will melt, and when you die, it will melt into the ground where everyone will forget your name.

Oh, that was a terrible way to think of a soul, I mean that it was a dark, melodic way to think of a soul.
I am only glad that you believe that you have a soul, because if there is a soul, a higher reality, then there is hope.

//T.L.//

"Lost in reality, or was it a dream? Lost to life, or was it ..death? Crying myself to sleep at night...or was it today? "

[You've already used this in a poem]

" God, where are you now when I begged on my knees for you? How could you let me go this far ... how could you let me decieve myself so much? Nothing seems right anymore; I'm not what I'm supposed to be. Just a girl, sitting here typing a prayer ...that will never. come. true."

[First of all, you wrote some of these lines before. Second of all, God gave us the gift of free-will. Whatever decisions we make, it is up to us, and we cannot blame anyone but ourselves. Where were you when God needed you? Where was anyone when God needed them? They were no where to be found. They ignore him, they mock him, and yet, they need him. Why should he help us?]

Well, you should delete this poem, because it was just a collaboration of the two previous poem, and there was not much 'addition' to this one.

Damn! *shiver down the spine*
That was so full of emotion, loved it!

Really all your poems are awsome! leaves me speachless at the end of each one!!! keep it up!