Fallen Too Far
Biography of Fallen Too Far
Here it sits. A blank something for me to fill with nothing. I look at the little line that makes letters magically (maybe) appear on the page, and it seems so impatient, almost screaming for me to write before it blows everything up. Like a time bomb, ticking, waiting for me to decide the fate of... what?
I am Marissa.
But only a few know if that is really my name.
After all, here on the internet, everyone
Is faceless, nameless, heartless
And only a few (The beautiful few)
Are who they say they are
My name is not Fallen Too Far, because what stupid retard would name their kid
Some depressing emo name
And still be normal?
But I have to use it because if I don't,
If I show the world who I am
Chances are, (And they are very high)
Someone will use it to fulfill some dark pleasure
And I am a girl (Woman?)
Who has the right to say
What the Hell? ?
Why the Hell? ?
Get the Hell Out of Here! !
...Don't look at me that way. I understand what Im saying. So I guess that's all that matters.
I am defiant.
I am indifferent.
I am in love.
I am alive.
I am irreplacable.
I am untainted.
I am me.
Fallen Too Far Poems
All The Riches Of Royalty
The king sat in his silver bathtub one morning And he realized, as he soaked in the soft bubbles That you can not rule your kingdom from a silver bathtub
I In My Thoughts Bear You
Words strung up in lines Like Parisian lights [Not to see, but to know] In shining order
Do Not Cry, Loved One. The Earth Is Almo...
upon the arrival of the blinding sun the earth drops thankfully into a rapid darkness descending into the orbit of another godless mindset obscenely unaware of a moral genocide
Weak, torn branches sacrifice the last of their crimson Yielding a puddle of rainbows, collapsed from the canopy Overhead, leaving only a bleak bleached sky Dotted with the occasional bird or irregular airplane and
We The Poets
We the poets are roamers Homeless in our skin Always searching, frantic For the words that lie within
laughter could have been but it wasn't and she didn't know where because she didn't care to walked on down to the chorus line
Of Men And Women
sometimes empty hands claw at my throat forcing me to breath
Psychotic Anorexic Phorensic You Make Me...
what the hell? ? ? ? Lol that's right i mean it step away from the goods
Sweetly Summer Is
feel the air. it is so warm and soft, like a hug. you cannot escape it, and the truth? you'd rather not,
I Would Know If I Were Him...
Digress to a dismal dirge Dare to differ with defiance Detest what's right for the sake (of) dividends.
Wait, My Soldier Boy
One day and counting It spans more than twenty four Ive only now just left you But now im back and wanting more
A Message, For My Love
Dear Loved one Do not think that the bitter words I write Are meant for you And realize that the sweet ones
Message In A Bottle
Dearest One I would not hurt you or criticise Only realize The pain my heart feels
'I Loved You'
I said something irregular. It slipped out in a whisper Soft and raspy, accompanied with a box Tied in ribbon
it washes away all of me
into little pools of mystery
to gather all my thoughts
and then send them spinning
it grabs my soul