Justin Evett Poems
|1.||The End Of The Story||8/14/2007|
|2.||I Remember That Day||8/19/2007|
|3.||Through Shattered Tears And Darkened Hearts||9/6/2007|
|5.||My Last Day With You||10/8/2007|
|6.||From A Lost Love||10/9/2007|
|11.||Foot On The Gas, Four On The Floor||1/8/2008|
|12.||My One Regret||1/15/2008|
|15.||Living In Pain||9/11/2007|
|16.||True, If Only||12/2/2007|
|17.||Your My Heroin||9/3/2007|
|18.||Next To You||8/14/2007|
|19.||The Thought Of Poetry||8/12/2007|
|20.||The Woman In Black||8/10/2007|
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The Woman In Black
She walks down the stairs
dressed in all black,
to the thought of a memory
she hopes to bring back.
The band starts to play
and the floor starts to dance,
the song sounds familiar
as they slip into a trance.
The lights begin to dim
as the candle fire lights,
every one waits
for the slowly approaching night.
As the pace slightly quickens
the fear starts to rise,
their voices somewhat tremble
to the awaited demise.
She approaches the host
with her face covered by veil,
as he slowly turns around
his face turns ghostly ...
Next To You
The outside storm approaches as the clock strikes ten
bringing forgotten life to the darkened house.
It echo's through the hall and in to that room,
that while i know it's there I can't yet enter.
As I approach the door makes no sound,
and once open I approach you lying motionless, silent,
in the same scene that now plagues my mind for eternity.
The room seems to gain shades of black ever so slightly
as the clock echo's once again, but yet, the sound slowly fades.