I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?

I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.

I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood sa pamamagitan ng me,
When things went wrong.

I want a chance to repay them,
To ipakita them that...
Their work was useful.
To ipakita them that
I am truly thankful.

Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.

I want to ipakita all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.

Run. It was the only thing going threw Leven,Evie, Matthew and Cameron's mind right now as the Aso and people chased them into the forest.They went as fast as they could as the Aso got closer and closer.

They weren't suppose to be running from the Aso right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.

"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice sinabi behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.

Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a split segundo and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.

I never thought it would be that easy,
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.

No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
You can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.

When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?

Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?

But you and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though you are not with me,
I can feel you with me in my heart.

It just breaks me to think
That you are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.

I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
You are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.

Some of you may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.

I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life

Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.

This taon I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.

My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.

I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.

I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces sa pamamagitan ng pieces.

The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself

Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.

I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.

Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.

Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same

I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.

Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.

This is for all the kids who are bullied sa pamamagitan ng words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.




You yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I ilipat on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
or lift
me up.
Why must
you hurt
me?

Why should I live,what's with life?He gave me 5 books I know them so well I know everyone page I could read it with out actually pagbaba it!!!One araw i awoke with a holy bble on my bed.It was from one of the demon's junior demon wives.It had a tag and a note saying"srry for ur troubles hope u havnt read this before lol".The oldest thing is i knew who she was because she was a human like me before the demon turned her into one of his own.Then i thought wait why havnt i been turnd in to a demon yet?Then it hit me! maybe he needs fresh to keep him alive!