How do you stop a heart from breaking And how do you keep the wounds from aching All the while, your hands are shaking Cold How do you keep the tears from falling And how do you stop the birds from calling All the while, you're desperately stalling Time How can I keep from crying And why should I stop trying My heart can't keep denying Your love -Eleanore

If we were to walk down the boulevard, you'd see me with no fear. My head help high, no second thoughts, just happiness, my dear. For now we walk down a lonely road, no signs or crossings ahead. Our finger laced, my body traced, just lying here, dead. -Eleanore

I'm not going to sign my name but you know who I am.Look past the wall you're begining to put up,I'll be standing there,waiting with my arms wide open [anonymous (64.68.242.96)] I feel loved. I like when people leave those types of comments, yet I am kind of confused. I didn't realize that I was beginning to put a wall up. That makes me a tad bit sad. Well, I'd sure like to know who's arms I am going to. I could really use a good pair of arms to hold me! :) Anyways, to whomever wrote it, thank you.

I'm not really sure what to write. Softball is starting in a little over 2 weeks. Wheew. Can't stop freaking out about that. It's exciting, I'll admit, but what happens after that, I mean, I don't know. College, I guess. Well, short entry, I know. I'm tired. Deal with it. :) Later.

In the end, We all comply. A white dove’s wing, A baby’s sigh. Bridges burn, And towers fall. A town so big, Now so small. Trapped within Your sweet dismay, Alive, but numb Here I lay. Kiss me now, We’re all so dead. Lifeless forms, Bleeding red. -Eleanore

I figure if I sit here quietly, she’ll never notice that I’m sitting, quietly, here. She will never hear me if I hardly breathe at all. Maybe, if I lean further back, I will fade into the blue background. If I balance my feet just right I can sit as unmoving as the stars. If I part my lips I can speak and answer her questions without ever making a sound. And, as we all know sounds are the worst thing you can make -Eleanore

Everything bleeds, with echoes, your voice emits You were only half of what I thought you were Sincerely yours, Wiping away blood spots on the door And for one moment All was serene I closed every window And washed my hands cleaned I would have killed you If it weren’t for what you said So I left you there, only half dead I pulled out a rope And left you a note I hope you can read What I just wrote You are just another feeling I banned While holding the noose in my hand I was hoping that you’d understand Always and forever, Your biggest fan -Eleanore

She claims to want Freedom Yet she leaves it Unresolved With the blood on her hands And the frown on her face The way he made her feel Is gone now Replaced with all of these Pathetic Consonants And vowels. Unresolved..

Her eyes keep getting stuck and she's not sure what to do, sadly, every thought she has results in a new one of you. Across the lawn, through a window you saw her peering through. You simply stared right back; a thoughtless grin, a lesson without adieu. So, while you grin and simply stare She walks slowly, glancing at the ground. Who are you now?-What has she done? What is this pain she has found? And as she walks, she trembles, her whole body begins to ache. Then, from the cold, winter winds her lonely hands begin to shake. The window is no longer broken and the ground is out of view, the only thing she sees now is an insidious crimson hue. Never again will she know you, her hands will forever shake, you'll never again hold her, and you'll never have to fake.. That thoughtless grin she saw you give before the bullet ripped through-- her pale, white skin, hair stained with blood. Oh, what did you just do? -Eleanore