The Pit and the Pendulum

I fell and i fell and I fell. And as I reached the bottom of the pit I came unto a large sheet of freezing water. Terrified, tired, and and seemingly tiny in this pit, I fought to stay above the surface of the pitch black liquid. Slowly, so slowly, I lost the will, the eneergy to stay above the surface and I felt the water welcome me like the jaws of a terrible beast. The water poured over my head and the pressure grew exceedingly greater. At last I could not hold my breath any longer and I inhaled, my lungs filling with water. The feeling that struck me was not terror, but of release. I was no longer being tortured and I would gladly accept this fate if it meant no more pain. Drifting underneath the water felt like...going home.

Team Poe

Even though he was neither a vampire or werewolf, I choose Team Poe. He's a much better candidate for Bella, obviously. I love Poe because he was passionate about what he did. So passionate in fact that it did not matter how much money he actually had. He was very poor, and yet he continued to write poem after poem instead of finding a different job. He loved what he did. He was good at it as well. Even though not acknowledged during his time period, Edgar Allen Poe was a great poet, who managed to catch every motion he wanted to into his poems and stories so easily yet so well. I admire his passion for what he did and it is very easy to see how much he loved poetry just by reading one of his works.

The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls

I thought that this poem had a really great meaning behind something so obvious in nature that I think we all take for granted more often than not. I love how the author uses the waves to describe our lives. We often think that we are very great people and are very important, but in the end our impact, if we had any is eventually washed away. Time will keep on going no matter what. The waves will keep rolling in regardless of what happens and I think we all need to take that into account. If we knew the waves would wash away our mark, would we all try a little bit harder to make our impact deeper, to last longer? Would we acknowledge the footprints before the're washed away?