Anyway... what is the point of posting comments anonymously? I mean it is not like I am going to go to your diary and say something negative or something? Don't be afraid! I won't bite...much. OOOH darn the cliches. TITLE: Answers you don't want here coming from questions you always ask I have these upturned sleeves Rolled back on these scrawny arms As I reach deep into the thicket of poisonous bushes To find the secrets within To be glorified by the final rose But only to find that my curousity has killed me The earth. It moans and whispers Its voice moving my hair As it reaches up with millions of tiny hands Green with envy Pointy like the shards of clouded diamonds They catch me, Sting me, Make me itch, As they pull me into their embrace And as I lay down My final breath esvapes my eyes And everything starts to fade. But whay is the sky, I wonder, Still colored with purple Orange And Red pastels? "Oh, this is the coming of the night!" Answers the cold that creeps from under my skin And graps my heart.