Ashley D.

I always wondered
what set the rythm so
what made us click
what made us grow

It took two I assume
Two to make room
For each others arm
To protect each from harm

I'll never find that again
for the room is dead
But I'll never hate you
Just be wishful instead

Clinton Godlesky 12/17/1999
12/17/1999 10:26 PM ET

So harsh a storm
She was a beast
Blew you over
That was the least

Such a great promise
to yield to your soul
the power is great
always quite cool

No matter what
The blast was set to blow
wait a month later
the fuse would still go

You've been blown to bits
Erased from the list
The attack contines
so many more hits

But beaten and tired
You arise from your cage
you stare hard back
you unleash your rage

Then you know you have won
The victory is so sweet
Life is so much better
But trouble hides under your feet

Again the cycle will turn
You fight the hard fight
but in the end 
you know you are right

Clinton Godlesky
01/06/2000 5:35 PM ET

Rime J-pin

The moments till death
I held that she
Would not die
Would not flee.

But then in an instant
Hell was torn
Spun me round
And stuck in the thorn.

With her wrath spent
Not knowing what she did
She made up her mind
As quickly as a kid.

Sorts and spoils
Nothing left to hold
That memory or her
To keep till I'm old.

For as beaten as I was
I held on to the clip
I gave it all out
Cashed in every chip.

Then dirt turned to gold
With a memory to hold
And a Great shiny win
To stop me in my spin.

I could never win
Such a fierce fight
Even if I tried
With all of my might.

From all of the mist
and battle torn plane
The best came out
The best and the same.

So over was it
It cleary jutted out
So quickly and near
so easy to shout.

Through time she will be
So happy and warm
She'll be loved
She'll recieve morn.

Tis dizzy and wet
So mixed up am I
I can look at the mess
and some with a sigh.

Some terrible advice
Looked good enough to win
But it was not me
It's not what I've been.

She'll be in my heart
Not at all far apart
Till forever she'll be
A great memory!

Clinton Godlesky
March 13th, 2000 @ 11:58 PM ET

Jamborie of Autisticks

She turns white to black
Tries to hack her self
She think it betters her
Increases her self health

Black does attract
A group of takers
Those who are out
Those roudy party makers

The shell of beauty
Masks the party soul
She wears it well
Thinks everyone she can fool

But I know her
I see right through the mask
I know her intentions
Her motives at task.

A shell is hard to keep
Not what you want to be
You keep it on throughout
So the world cannot see

But if you truly believe
In your own self act
That image over your mask
Is what you should tack

Clinton Godlesky
March 20, 2000 @ 9:15 PM ET
 

I stand here, alone, and unprotected,
not sheltered from the storm.
Most belong to groups,
whom work to build a structure, oh so strong.
But no strong house do I have,
for I do not belong.

Most mold themselves to fit a group until the eternal end
but no matter how I try and try,
my piece just will not bend
I cram my piece into small holes and even once a crack,
but to my great misfortune,
to this lonely place I come back.

So here I stand, alone, afraid,
yet full of hopeful dreams.
That someone out there is meant for me,
and nothing is like it seems.
 -Abby Jack 98'
Leechburg Area High School
Leechburg, Pennsylvania

Winter Loves

No love will spring from other best,
When I fall in love, us two, must fest.

Those other loves do have their reasons,
but my winter loves will last all seasons.

For winter loves are born when cold,
when our lonely souls do meet and hold.

To start a fire from cooling coals,
To shake the shivers from our souls.

My heavy hand leaves cautious heart,
Then reaches out to touch our spark.

Were warm with love, and from the blaze,
I'm very wrapped, in your sweet gaze.

Still, some sing to spring's sweet spell,
With summer droughts and doubts as well.

That some do take what autumn leaves,
Love binds with what winter weaves.
 -Clinton Godlesky 97'
Leechburg Area High School
Leechburg, Pennsylvania

Moonlight, so soft, against my face,
The perfect light, for illuminating any place.

It falls upon, the dark empty night,
Any other beauty, could not put up it's fight.

For moonlight's best, for directing lost souls,
It helps you descide, set better goals.

Many a ship would be lost without it,
So pause for a second, and look up for a bit.

It will always be there, to light up your path,
It's gentle and soothing, unlike the sun's wrath.

So next time your out, under dark open sky,
And wish you had moonlight, to better get by.

Just wish it was there, guiding you straight,
You'll always be on time, never once late.

That big white sphere, will light up your eyes,
And lead you through, the scariest, dark skies.
 -Clinton Godlesky 98'
Leechburg Area High School
Leechburg, Pennsylvania
11/14/98

When friendships seem to be dying
and nothing seems to be right
just confide in me.

When your parents don't seem to understand
and your having a rough night
just confide in me.

When being all you are
just doesn't seem to be enough
please just confide in me.

For I too have those days
where nothing seems to go well
and I'm hoping for the end
But I get through it all,
for I confide in you-
my lover, soul mate, friend.
 -Abby Jack 98'
Leechburg Area High School
Leechburg, Pennsylvania