Rock a Bye, Baby
Rock a bye, baby, in the treetops,
Your beliefs are unfounded, your religion is shot.
When your life shatters, how far will you fall?
Down comes the baby: mind, heart, and all.
Hawk and LinyaLinya's eyes fluttered open, squinting in the sunlight shining on her face from a small hole in the thatched roof. Inwardly, she cursed Hawk. She had asked him weeks ago to fix it. Drowsily rubbing her eyes, she sat up and pushed the woven blankets to the bottom of her small cot with her delicate feet. She slipped a blouse over her head. It was woven by the Hennain Quelia, the fabric her absolute best. It shimmered like the surface of sunlight on water, colors shifting to blend with the leaves of the forest. Her legs were covered in tightly fitting leggings of light brown leather, at the bottom tucked into boots of slightly darker leather that went half-way up her calf. Her glossy black hair she hastily put up in a braid that fell past her waist. After grabbing her quiver of arrow and bow, she swung the door open and ran out into the bustling village of Praepis.
She slid along the outskirts of town, until she found the small dirt path that her bright grey eyes searched for. Noiselessly
Letters to Angels (NaNoWriMo Day Five)
1/16/2011- 8:14 p. m.
My eyes fluttered open as the turn signal of Pollux's car ticked and we slowed. Sleepily stretching, I caught a glimpse of a worn wooden sign displaying the words "Historical Travis Family Cemetery." "Are we there, Pollux?" I asked lazily. He nodded, and when he looked at me, I noticed his eyes had darkened. His door opened, and, following his lead, I climbed out into the cool air. A gravel path led from where the car sat cooling. Pollux held out his hand, and I took it tentatively. We walked down the path, hand in hand, beneath the trees rustling in the wind. As we turned around a bend, a black iron-wrought gate came into view, padlocked with a rusty chain. He stopped in front of it and reached into his shirt. I watched as he drew out a small ornate key on a golden chain. He unlocked the gate and stepped in, with me following closely behind. I stepped in on overgrown grass in a beautiful grove with rows of tombstones, some crumbling with the wear o
what did i do
i live everyday in the darkness,
locked away from the light.
they put me in a cage, a fortress,
to keep me from their sight.
what did i do to deserve this
to be called a monster, a freak?
i am all alone, friendless,
my life is empty and bleak.
i have never seen my face,
in pool, in stone, or in glass
but if i venture from this place,
nothing dares to cross my path.
am i really so inhuman,
that you must always scream,
i hurt, i feel like every man,
i wish, i hope, i dream.
who am i to deserve this,
to be held here in a cage?
i wander forever hopeless,
my very life a maze.
i said i wouldn't hurt him.
i begged he set me free,
and realize that what killed them,
was my father and not me.
but worthy of death i was deemed.
my blood now stains the floor
because they couldn't see past how i seemed.
I AM THE MINOTAUR.
Waters rushing around.
In this place there is no sound.
I’m left here alone
to fight the voices on my own.
Insanity is pounding at my mind.
I feel so blind.
There is no saving me.
I can’t even see.
I’m already gone.
There will be no dawn.
I’ve already drowned and died
in all the tears I have cried.
If you find a way
to somehow stay
in this darkness with me
and can help me wake and see
then forever my life will belong to you.
But right now, I’m gone, it’s true.
Homicidal Liu PoemIs this me, is this what I am?
A monster of a man?
No it isn't me, it's all his fault.
But at the same time... this could be more about me than I thought.
I used to have a nice life, a good family, and bro.
Before I knew it, I was in the hospital, stitched head... to toe.
My killer inside went free...
And this whole time it lived within me.
I killed them all..... no shame in it all.
And now, I'm coming for you...
It's you're fault why I'm like this, and I'm coming.
See you in an hour.....
My dear brother........
Cronas Poem Once I'll die anyway
Once I wake up all begins from new.
It restarts itself, the pain I've been threw.
The darkness is endless, no light shines for me.
Violence and gore is all I can see.
The people around me, with smiles in their face,
They keep a disntance, though they can't see the space,
between them and me.
My friend they want to be, but they don't recognize that it's not possible.
Not for them, not for me.
Because I am lonely, that's what I am.
But that's not their problem,
they don't care about that.
The people that surround me are selfish and mean,
not the ones with the smile, but the others that don't want to be seen.
Sometimes I wonder if all that is worth it.
If all my time fighting isn't senseless invastement.
I am broken inside, a glass full of cracks.
My soul is so sharp because broken glass has got edges.
But all that doesn't matter 'cause one thing is clear,
nobody ever can forever stay here.
Even the gods have their time to go,
they follow the sanzu,
ShadowedForgotten. Confused. Used. Me. Staying behind everyone, in their shadows, always. It’s cold here. Only ever casting my own shadow a few times, maybe never. Acting like you don’t care, only means you care enough to pretend. Some people will try and let me feel the light, but dependence, confusion, and the unknown hold me back. Curiosity, not really getting the better of me. Other’s sympathy only disgusts me, other’s caring only annoys me, so what do I even want? What do I need? Living in the darkness so long, you never learn what’s a necessity towards this. I have learned one thing though. To accept it. To accept all of it. Always. Never put your head down, hold it up, hold it high, and take everything. Take it all, strong. I’m not weak. I’m strong enough to at least hold others up, so they can cast their shadows, and that’s good enough at the moment. I’m just not strong enough to cast one myself. On my own. Leaving the shadows is da
Stand- Alone and FreeLaying low and to the ground, underneath a willow tree.
Ears focusing on every sound, she awaits her enemy.
A rifle in hand, her eye on the scope. Scouring the land, she clings to the hope,
that no soldiers come around, that there is nothing for her to see.
The morning dew is damp on her shirt, her eyes are dark and tired.
the bruises from combat are starting to hurt, a single shot is fired.
Her eyes widen quick, she bolts up to run. Noticing a new nick, on the barrel of her gun.
A bead of sweat falls to the dirt, her target has been acquired.
She falls prone, her heart quickly pounding, her breathing heavy and shrill.
Through the forest she hears it resounding, holding back fear, she keeps very still
Shifting the rifle, lining up her aim; she holds her breath, her lungs are aflame
Suddenly, out of the brush he came bounding, his handgun aimed at her head with intent to kill.
Blinded and deafened, the gunfire flared; no one made a sound,
Warrior.........My pain: the fight I must battle to the end..
My tears: the purest water I drink during breakage at battle..
My heart: my metal barrier to protect my body..
My cuts: my map for the way home..
My wings: my way home to heaven..
Maldita vida 1/2Necesito morir para renacer con otra vida, con otra existencia. Para alejarme del sufrimiento que provoque y que me hicieron, para dejar de estar en un lugar en el que no quiero estar.
Con palabras, mi sentimiento es difícil de expresar, creo que nada tiene sentido, siento que caigo en un pozo que no tiene fondo y nadie me rescata, pero te veo.
La luz de mi cielo eres tu, y me doy cuenta el último momento de mi existencia. Ya nada se puede hacer, las esperanzas se acaban sin dejar rastro, el amor se expande por el cielo y viaja con el viento a nuevos lugares dejándome sin nada de consuelo donde apoyar mis penas. Te miro llorando, te doy lástima, te me acercas y tratas de sanar las heridas de un pasado que ya no existe. Cierro los ojos y solo hay oscuridad...
LifeLife is a beginning.
Full of strife,
Though with great meaning.
There is life.
When you lose breath
Is not the end.
No my friend,
With God's care
We begin again,
Who knows where.
So my friend,
We begin again
With new breath.
Maiden's TearsDark, cloudless night
I can feel someone's agonizing pain
I look, and find such a sad sight
sweet maiden, sorrow on her face, her happiness's bane
Dear friend, your pain is great and without end
robbing you of your will each and every day
is there any way for that wound to mend
so that we can see your smile, bright as the sun in May?
Please sweet maiden, dry your tears
and let your ones you hold dear aid you in your need
we shall heal you of your fears
and bring back your happiness lost, chains broken and your light freed
Don't let the dark win my friend!
cruel mistress Agony, taking your very will!
take my golden sword and send your hell to its end
you've had enough of this, you've had your fill!
Let us bring your smile back once more
the one we all cherish and adore
our friend's smile and happiness that should never be lost
because with friends like us, we'll see that you smile fair maiden, no matter the cost.
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