Poem - I Asked "Why"

my eyes grew wide and then rain as they close
i have the luck of one surrounded by a million crows
i had rubbed my wet face all over my clothes
in my cheeks, not left even a small rose
for a situation more suitable not for a poem, but prose
i asked
"why"

why did you say what you chose
why is this how it goes


its my fault, i know
as i pace to and frow
in my house, as i go
feeling so low
i asked
"why"

why did i keep saying no
why do i feel as if im on death row


i'm sorry i couldnt stop

i'm horrible
i'm terrible
inexcuseable
i'm miserable
i asked
"why"

it's because of me.
and i cant let you take the blame

Acrostic - Ville Valo

i made this on MS Power Point last year for my creative writing class

just thought i'd share it :)

[click the picture for actual size]

this image is actually wallpaper sized...

i could call this my first wallpaper :D

Poem - Five Butterflies

no sun in the sky
no snow on the ground
no light in the dark
not even a sound
late in the night
after my cries
its just me and my five
butterflies

they come when im happy
and bring me more joy
than other something
than any other toy

the fly next to me
wherever i go
distracting me from sadness
i would say so
then after my walks
and relieving sighs
now its me
and my five butterflies