Biography of Shadow Vanity
Hello there fellow poets,
My names is Shadow. I'm 18 years old and I love to write both poems and stories. My inspiration comes from my family my friends and my life. I've been through a lot in my life but I don't let it get to me anymore. Any way I hope you like my poems and the few snip-its of my stories that I put on here.
Keeping the Dark thoughts at bay
Shadow Vanity Poems
Sitting in the dark, she hears a voice calling to her. *Shadow... Shadow, Come away from the edge. It's not safe. I don't want you to fall. It's too soon for you to leave the earth. Put down the knife Shadow Don't cause yourself any more pain. It's not worth it. Life will get better, that I promise you. I know that I'm no longer with you but life will go on. I know they hurt you and I know you can't take it. But my dear, you are the strongest girl that I know.
I saw you today...You walked right past me... I smiled. I wondered if you missed me.... Seeing the sad look on your face confirmed what I knew. You were still grieving over me. As you stop I walk up behind you and hold you close, whispering softly, 'It's okay to let me go. I know you miss me but it's time for me to leave this earth..I need to move on.' A tear rolls down your cheek knowing that I'm right. As your heart starts to let me go I start to fade. I give you a tight hug and whisper once more, 'I
Silently she sits in the grass, un-moving, her ear twitches as she hears a rabbit in the brush. Getting up, she stalks the rabbit. The rabbits nose twitches softly and it turns spotting her. She stops in her tracks as she notices the rabbit looking at her. The rabbit takes off running, but is too slow.
A Good Friend
The girl with a thorn in her side hides behind the hatered, there lies a murderus desire for blood and retrabution, the man she loves left her flat on her ass alone and broken, only he can save her from the destruction that she feels is nessasery to cause herself,
On Crimson wings you fly threw then darkened night sky. I watch in amazement and wonder as you sore above me. Closing your crimson wings you start an intricate spiral dive twords the ground nearest me. As you near the ground your crimson wings unfurl slowing the impact of your landing. I stare in amazement as you walk twords me your wings a brilliant shade of red agents the dark night sky.
Her Tears Fall No More
A single tear hits the floor as she looks at the knife that use to spread her feelings around. Her body trembles as she thinks about all the lies that he told to her, saying that he loved her then kissing another infrount of her. Obviously she wasn't worth his time and obviously he didn't care what happends to her.
Days go by and I sit here and wonder why I feel so alone. Even in a room full of twenty people I can still feel invisible. People walk past me in the halls without even a side ways glance. or the smallest hint of a smile. I feel so terribly alone these days. Without you by my side to say that everything will be okay. It use to be that I could stand in a room with a hundred or more people and with one smile at me you could silence that entire room.
Keeping The Shadows At Bay
Hello, For those of you who don't know me, my name is Shadow Vanity. My poetry can be very dark. I let my feelings flow, much like I'm doing now. My poems are little snip-its of who I am. In the end we all end up in the same place. I do not believe in a heaven or a hell. I believe that we all one day will wander the earth as spirits.
Melody, My little sister so sweet and kind... you've grown up and seem to have left something behind... upon growing up there is one thing you need to hear, I love you still and always will. Remember when we were kids? We use to play in the snow.... Making snowmen and snow angels... though were the days... I miss seeing you smile, I miss hearing you laugh at the stupidest of things,
Looking out over the vast valley, she sits with her family. Her children, she notices resemble their father. Suddenly she hears howl far off in the distance, The children look up at their mother their eyes bright with curiosity. Mother looks up at the moon and lets out a low resounding howl letting her mate know where they are, then the pups join in with the haunting choirs.
A soft sigh of defeat resounds threw the room as she slowly bleeds out. She thinks to her self. I should be use to this pain. It's not like this is the first time I've been hurt like this. A dull throbbing sensation spreads threw out her entire body. Looking at herself her hands tremble with an intensity. Looking at her body she would look fine....
From day one she trusted him, They were the best of friends. Then one summer he saved her life. They fell in love... or so she thought. With three little words, he had her heart in his grasp. He told her he loved her then took it back. He said he loved her but he said it to attack. She sits in her room at night and cries, she looks at her knife but picks up a pen insted. She scribbles a quick good-bye letter then picks up her knife, a lighter, and her mp3 player.
Contemplation Of A Dark Thing
I've been contemplating something for some time now. I'm not sure if I'm ready.... Help me figure out who I am and what I'm doing in my life. I feel your love and I feel all the pain.
Her Tears And His End
Looking up at the rain filled sky a tear falls, she knows that the one she loved is gone for good; that she must move on.... But she feels as though she cannot live with out him by her side. She lies in his bed sobbing. Missing him she falls into a deep depression not even her mother can pull her from. years have gone by and she wont forget him. Sh