Rednightblitz

i guess this is called life. the morning dew on the emerald leaves the amber of the sun, in the pink of the sky. < < i guess this is called life. this bewildered confusion. not knowing whats to come, with no prperation for it. < < i guess this is called life. the salty tears. the purple black bruses, like Iodine. < < i guess this is called life. this heart break, of not doing what you dream, following the dreams of others. < < i guess this is called life. this breeze, that takes the stormy waves with it. the knowlegde that  another day has ended. < < this is life. the smile that tommorow is a new day.

life is like a autumn leaf the leaf is green at first. but when autumn comes it changes to greenish yellow, and next just yellow. the yellow fades into orenge and crimsun giving it an appearence of fire. Just then some are carreid away by wind, and lay on the ground . others wait till they are brown. when the fall it's beautiful . but when a life ends, it hits us hard, it's all sad and glomy. some leave a mark, ....it hurts doesn't it?