Ink stains the parchment,
Words as black,
As their meaning,
Of sad feeling,
Tears free fall,
Blood drips,
From his thin lips,
His effort for light,
Ended in this church,
Of God's darkness,
His need to write,
Something of lighter emotion,
Failed in front,
Of the cross shadow,
The candles flicker,
With moving shadows,
The poems written,
Dance in air,
As the door flies open,
With strong wind,
Blowing off the flames,
For glowing moonlight,
As each word,
From his workings,
Built the light,
Under the color,
Of moonlight,
And stained glass,
As one word,
Contributes,
Until his eyes fail,
On the fireworks,
On the last w
If everything you are,
Lies in the biggest tree,
Which never stops growing,
If every leaf falls,
With your tears,
If every flower wilts,
Because of unrequited love,
If every fruit rots,
Every time you see him,
If the branch cracks,
When he hangs on you,
If the barks fall,
With every step he leaves,
If the roots wither,
With his every word,
To another soul,
If your tree falls,
Will he care at all?
How long can the living,
Stay in the unknown shadows,
Before they turn blind,
Waiting for the right light,
To open their hearts,
How much can they heal,
Before finally reaching,
The final layer,
Pitch black and concealed,
How fast before,
Their emotion dies off,
Into a empty shell,
Or will the rain,
Bring in light,
Into their parched eyes,
How deep in,
Did they fall,
Can they climb out,
Out die off inside,
To stay and rot,
Warning the others,
By foul scents,
Not to follow their steps,
How many paths,
Can one take,
Before the final journey,
Off
Why are you here?
In this pyschedelic dream,
Black and blue skies hang,
As I stand in front of you,
You mirror my movement,
To the very last detail,
But your eyes aren't mine,
They look fogged up,
Pink instead of my crimson eyes,
Or is this truely how I look,
Inside,
Where are you leading me to?
What is he doing in here?!
The last person I want here,
But his different too,
I've never seen him so calm,
Like the skies ahead,
As you both embrace,
On the cliff off my mind,
I ran from this twisted truth,
It can't be true can it?
I guess the mirror's gonna,
Fall tonight...
My my,
Such a short fuse you have,
As long as I push the right buttons,
Comes the rocketing objects,
As I dodge them gracefully,
Like the flea as you call me,
Until you hit a truck,
You really are a dumb blond,
Maybe it contributes,
To your unpredictability,
And you said you hate violence,
Out of them all I hate you,
And you only,
I could kill you,
With a flick of my blade,
But what fun would that be?
I could never live Ikebukuro alone,
No matter what you say,
Not when you're there,
May the odds be in your favor,
Let the chase begin,
Isn't that right,
My Shizu-chan...
"Run foxface run, can't you go any faster!" screamed the tiny painter clutching onto my hair, howling at the closest part of me, which just happened to be my left ear. I was too busy running away from the giant chasing us to pay any attention to his gibbering, constantly trying to squish us into pulp with that gigantic war hammer, if not battering me enough with the debris he kept smashing over. I ran into the next best thing, a crack in the wall, heart thundering as hard as the giant's furious stomping and squeals trying to smash a hole in the little crevice I hid myself in, oh and before I forget my name is Shiraga Samuke,just call me Sam
On ice crystals,
Frozen in the middle,
Is the eclipse's shadow,
Guarding the only path,
To higher ground,
As the days draw closer,
The night lets them in,
Returning here,
First spider silk,
Then the red helmet,
To rusted swords,
And fox faces,
From returning legend,
Until the last gold and silver,
Gone with selfish desire,
It takes two to tango,
As crimson patterns,
Flashes through white snow,
As the water shatters,
To reveal the rainbow...
There are three of me,
Walking to the edges,
Of my triskelion identity,
One never loses hope,
In search for justice,
The quench he will never satisfy,
No matter how deep he's fallen,
He burns will endless light,
Untouchable by those in flight,
Burning away the shadows,
With angelic light,
The other never changes,
Determined his called,
To me his stubborn more like it,
His endless will,
Takes down endurance,
For he will never change spots,
Set his task,
As to see results,
On his one track mind,
The front,
Steal for the blind,
Lies to protect,
Tricks evil,
His a double edge sword,
But a loyal one,
Earn his trust and cl
I have to pull myself,
Back to this harsh reality,
Instead of dwelling past,
And I will conquer my fears,
Time to get my head,
Out of this dark clouds,
My time have been spent,
To much of this fake dreams,
With frugal illusions,
Time to face off against,
My circle of nightmares,
Running on replay,
Finally I found the finish,
The unknown are my answers,
Against hellish destiny,
To have no will,
I won't have myself,
Subject to dark matter,
Of the shadows of insanity,
I will not repeat,
Over and over again,
The end is coming,
To be free,
Time to let you go...
Let me sink and drown,
Away from warmth and light,
Into ashes and darkness,
Here in dark waters,
I still see your eyes,
Warm butter glow,
As the surface ripples,
With white feathers,
Here's nothing but shadows,
Of vile creatures,
I've long lost strength,
To repair and mend,
I just want gone,
To be out of life and death,
Nothing matters,
For no one truly cares,
Let me run into the woods,
To die off,
Death is nil,
Compared to what I've been,
Just let me sleep,
Never to wake,
To deprive myself,
From this nightmare,
I call my life...
Ink stains the parchment,
Words as black,
As their meaning,
Of sad feeling,
Tears free fall,
Blood drips,
From his thin lips,
His effort for light,
Ended in this church,
Of God's darkness,
His need to write,
Something of lighter emotion,
Failed in front,
Of the cross shadow,
The candles flicker,
With moving shadows,
The poems written,
Dance in air,
As the door flies open,
With strong wind,
Blowing off the flames,
For glowing moonlight,
As each word,
From his workings,
Built the light,
Under the color,
Of moonlight,
And stained glass,
As one word,
Contributes,
Until his eyes fail,
On the fireworks,
On the last w
If everything you are,
Lies in the biggest tree,
Which never stops growing,
If every leaf falls,
With your tears,
If every flower wilts,
Because of unrequited love,
If every fruit rots,
Every time you see him,
If the branch cracks,
When he hangs on you,
If the barks fall,
With every step he leaves,
If the roots wither,
With his every word,
To another soul,
If your tree falls,
Will he care at all?
How long can the living,
Stay in the unknown shadows,
Before they turn blind,
Waiting for the right light,
To open their hearts,
How much can they heal,
Before finally reaching,
The final layer,
Pitch black and concealed,
How fast before,
Their emotion dies off,
Into a empty shell,
Or will the rain,
Bring in light,
Into their parched eyes,
How deep in,
Did they fall,
Can they climb out,
Out die off inside,
To stay and rot,
Warning the others,
By foul scents,
Not to follow their steps,
How many paths,
Can one take,
Before the final journey,
Off
Why are you here?
In this pyschedelic dream,
Black and blue skies hang,
As I stand in front of you,
You mirror my movement,
To the very last detail,
But your eyes aren't mine,
They look fogged up,
Pink instead of my crimson eyes,
Or is this truely how I look,
Inside,
Where are you leading me to?
What is he doing in here?!
The last person I want here,
But his different too,
I've never seen him so calm,
Like the skies ahead,
As you both embrace,
On the cliff off my mind,
I ran from this twisted truth,
It can't be true can it?
I guess the mirror's gonna,
Fall tonight...
My my,
Such a short fuse you have,
As long as I push the right buttons,
Comes the rocketing objects,
As I dodge them gracefully,
Like the flea as you call me,
Until you hit a truck,
You really are a dumb blond,
Maybe it contributes,
To your unpredictability,
And you said you hate violence,
Out of them all I hate you,
And you only,
I could kill you,
With a flick of my blade,
But what fun would that be?
I could never live Ikebukuro alone,
No matter what you say,
Not when you're there,
May the odds be in your favor,
Let the chase begin,
Isn't that right,
My Shizu-chan...
"Run foxface run, can't you go any faster!" screamed the tiny painter clutching onto my hair, howling at the closest part of me, which just happened to be my left ear. I was too busy running away from the giant chasing us to pay any attention to his gibbering, constantly trying to squish us into pulp with that gigantic war hammer, if not battering me enough with the debris he kept smashing over. I ran into the next best thing, a crack in the wall, heart thundering as hard as the giant's furious stomping and squeals trying to smash a hole in the little crevice I hid myself in, oh and before I forget my name is Shiraga Samuke,just call me Sam
On ice crystals,
Frozen in the middle,
Is the eclipse's shadow,
Guarding the only path,
To higher ground,
As the days draw closer,
The night lets them in,
Returning here,
First spider silk,
Then the red helmet,
To rusted swords,
And fox faces,
From returning legend,
Until the last gold and silver,
Gone with selfish desire,
It takes two to tango,
As crimson patterns,
Flashes through white snow,
As the water shatters,
To reveal the rainbow...
There are three of me,
Walking to the edges,
Of my triskelion identity,
One never loses hope,
In search for justice,
The quench he will never satisfy,
No matter how deep he's fallen,
He burns will endless light,
Untouchable by those in flight,
Burning away the shadows,
With angelic light,
The other never changes,
Determined his called,
To me his stubborn more like it,
His endless will,
Takes down endurance,
For he will never change spots,
Set his task,
As to see results,
On his one track mind,
The front,
Steal for the blind,
Lies to protect,
Tricks evil,
His a double edge sword,
But a loyal one,
Earn his trust and cl
I have to pull myself,
Back to this harsh reality,
Instead of dwelling past,
And I will conquer my fears,
Time to get my head,
Out of this dark clouds,
My time have been spent,
To much of this fake dreams,
With frugal illusions,
Time to face off against,
My circle of nightmares,
Running on replay,
Finally I found the finish,
The unknown are my answers,
Against hellish destiny,
To have no will,
I won't have myself,
Subject to dark matter,
Of the shadows of insanity,
I will not repeat,
Over and over again,
The end is coming,
To be free,
Time to let you go...
Let me sink and drown,
Away from warmth and light,
Into ashes and darkness,
Here in dark waters,
I still see your eyes,
Warm butter glow,
As the surface ripples,
With white feathers,
Here's nothing but shadows,
Of vile creatures,
I've long lost strength,
To repair and mend,
I just want gone,
To be out of life and death,
Nothing matters,
For no one truly cares,
Let me run into the woods,
To die off,
Death is nil,
Compared to what I've been,
Just let me sleep,
Never to wake,
To deprive myself,
From this nightmare,
I call my life...
Jenny led the way to the clearing. "This is going to be the best campout ever!" she promised.
"I'll believe that when I see it," someone pouted.
"Oh, cheer up," Jenny prodded. "I have a surprise for everyone!"
"I hope it's a way out of here," someone else complained.
"Where do you find these people?" Jay asked Jenny.
"They're friends from online," Jenny answered through clenched teeth.
"They make me want to get rid of my computer," Jay grunted, and Jenny laughed out loud.
"That'll be the day! Then how would we keep up?" she demanded.
"Carrier pigeon," Jay said with a smirk.
Right then, the group arrived at the clearing. Jenny instruc
I awoke to the gentle pattering of rain against the balcony window. I had dreamt something again, the adrenaline from the dream still coursing through my veins despite the memory of it having mostly faded. I was afraid, running, trying to escape from a group of people. At one point it was these guys in this black body armour, then it was a bunch of what seemed like college students driving a van. It was a moonless night, or at least I assume so as the sky was pitch black though half the time the ground was too. My ears twitched as I came back to realit
A young teenager in his early twenties was walking through the forest, his expression fairly peaceful given his calm surroundings. He brushed his raven colored hair away from his shoulder as his kind green eyes looked at the brown bark of the trees that were surrounding him. The leaves crunched on the ground whilst he continued walking through the somewhat bare forest.
Though all the trees were bare of leaves, there was no sunlight shining through the branches, that's if it was even daytime right now. Either there was some odd form of light in the forest, or he was capable of seeing in the dark. And aside from the crunching of leaves under h
I opened the door after a long walk home, and went to my mum's room to see her. She was sitting on the bed, reading a book.
"Hey-a" I said, "how was work?"
"It was OK," she replied, "How was uni?"
"Meh, cant complain."
"We got curry for dinner tonight."
"OK then, I'm gonna go to my room, I'll see you later."
"Yeah, OK then."
I left her room and walked to mine, unzipping my laptop bag and pulling out my Acer as I did. I went to my desk plugged in the AC and connected the laptop to the 22 inch LCD monitor and the 5.1 speaker system. My setup complete, I started up the laptop and went to the internet. Visited facebook to see if any of my
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Mood: Hysterical
Listening to: Smile like you mean it by The Killers
Reading: School books...
Playing: Nothing...
Eating: Normal
Drinking: Water
Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god!
If i sound down, its because of exam stress, even though im always optimistic. The exams are here! They're over next Monday then im free!, until then... *goes to sanctuary to study...
Hey Royce, How does it going with the weasels? You still drawing them? I'm waiting to see more of your art... p.s Did you though of having a ferret...?