Bring Me the Horizon

for half of the time as the other half I live in an ever-growing college city, Columbia. I have cultivated a special appreciation for each journey home through the winding Missouri back roads that bring me to the place where my soul rests, so matter how many times I make the drive. The roads may take me to my house, but my home exists far beyond its walls. Circling around my white, two-story house there is a field of scratchy grass and flowers with a path cut directly down the middle. If you follow

very similar. Songs and poems are creative ways people express themselves. Songs are like poems, but they have a more catchy rhythm and are often longer. Both poems and songs often embody a similar theme. The song “Shadow Moses” by the band Bring Me the Horizon and the poem “Death is Like the Insect” by Emily Dickinson both embody the theme that depression is a serious problem, but in Dickinson’s poem it is unstoppable and in “Shadow Moses” there is hope to end it. Emily Dickinson was a poet born

guy—teenagers, they say.” “Alright, spread out,” said Cary, “and see if you can find them. And, you, Inez Tate, was it? I think we’re going to be having an awfully long chat this time down at the station, and you won’t be going anywhere until you give me answers to every question I want to know, you got that?” Inez remained hushed. “We got the girl in custody, sergeant,” one of the young officers said walking back up from out of the dismantling crowd. “A few bystanders grabbed her as she tried to

and I knew I was in trouble. The slick moss ripped away from the slab of granite and it sent me flying. I knew the fall would be inevitable, and took the it as best I could and prayed for some luck. Branches ripped apart my face, snapping from the contact. Blood flicked up into my eyes. My shoulder made contact with the trunk of a tree as the rest of my body dug into the mud. My legs flipped up over me, crashing into piece of granite bulging out of the ground, pain traveled its way up my leg. The

Bring Me the Horizon flew onto the death metal scene in 2003, and at only fifteen years old, this wild and outrageous group of boys had a small but strong following. Over the past thirteen years, the band, and subsequently their music, has departed from a messy, hectic tornado and developed into a clearheaded, meaningful movement. When the band leaked a track from their new album, That’s The Spirit, earlier last year, fans were shocked. With a lack of screaming vocals and breakdowns- the part of

in Reader Response Reading Jane Austen has never appealed to me. The combination of dated prose, a general aversion to plots I deemed to be “too romantic”, and my viewing of the film adaptations were enough to keep me away from her novels. When I was asked to read Persuasion for a class, I was hesitant and unwilling to fully engage with the material. This prevented me from enjoying the book fully. I didn’t quite know what was holding me back from enjoying the book, but I knew that it was something

A place like no other, scenery so plain yet so beautiful. The miles of water that runs far into the horizon, disappearing into the arms of the sky. The relaxation that takes over a body just by taking one look into the blue depths. A view that not everyone can see. When a person lives in a place like Ohio, the he ocean is only a hallucination or a picture in the person mind. It is not possible to feel the soft warm sand under the feet or the way the water hugs the legs with every wave that passes

to stay stagnant or broaden your horizons. I choose to broaden my horizons and put the many hours of education that I have accumulated into good use. I do get excited about learning and have always enjoyed going to school so this is a dream come true for me to finally get my associate degree. Travel with me as I take the journey to decipher all the events, influences, and obstacles that have aided in my educational decisions. If there was any event that sparked me to come to CCU it was the fact that

As I stood there, on the beach, glancing at the ocean in awe of the beautiful sight, a sudden gust of wind blew past me. Each individual strand of my hair crossed my face, the sun played peek-a-boo as it made its appearance just above the horizon, as if it were too scared to show its’ beautiful light. The smell of the sea filled my nose as I took in the fresh air. The sand was filled with corals, with a collection of many sea shells, all of which had their own uniqueness in shape, size and color;

be. To begin, one of the quotes in the book that i found that uses figurative language, is “ She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net.” This quote uses figurative language because it tells us how janie’s maturity and innocence is in the horizon. By showing this it's trying to tell us that how jannie always chased the horizon as an adult and also did as a kid. with this it brings back the memories that she had as a child. Also this uses figurative