Haven't been here in forever.
Uh, one more weird word thing here, and then maybe I will leave again.


ClingI feel despondent again. I feel paranoid again. An unasked question? An empty stare. You have a beautiful mind. I love your mind. My mother says there are many many people. Only this one shines to my eyes. A family of romantics. Perfection is unattainable. How long will this go on? Should it end here? Another line, a typo, I ramble. A third-person view. Just end it. Say something.Cling
But I do not want to end it. I love to love something. I want to praise; I do not want my own choices. &


Waiting is. In one year i can drive, in three years i can vote, after four years i will go to college, in six i can drink, take note after college i will get married i will work as a who nurture children and theirs, too i can die tomorrow i can drink now, get high but the question really is will I? what i can do is beyond limit i can end the world i can create my fantasy post-apocalypse, Perfect Anarchy, nukes hurled apathy consumes me my visions blur with World ofWaiting is.


ah coldEcstasy to Ennui, always Empathy nothing to say nothing to be under myself i am, i am, what am i nowah cold
a single shadow in the snow one odd orphan silently opening his mouth an empty-yet-full feeling watching him die you have no sense of humour
here he comes again to judge the worthy Winter please take me i will miss you
"i leave my love, lonely and lost not out of hatred on the contrary i feel nothing he will learn how he wronged" finally i have grokked


Boredom...Boredom drips like slow slushed snow That has been squashed and soiled With dirty shoeprints tediously trudging throughBoredom
...Every word is a blundering, bewildering drone Blah blah blah blah bloody lead-like tone.
...Inspiration eking out with every passing second, Irritation, indignation, Inappropriate alliteration.
And I persist, pointlessly, with this pointless poem: Borish half-rhymes in boring lines, in a boring passage on the passage of time during boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom...
...Blah...


Bottle upBottle up All these emotions spilling out All these tears flowing down my cheek All these words that come tumbling out. I've cause to be an emo freak. But no one wants to hear how bad things suck. Truth be told, they just don't give a fuck. You don't want or need to know. So if you don't ask, I won't show.Bottle up
I'm just fine thanks and how about you? Of course I believe that you're fine too!
So put the blood back into the veins And the wine back into the flask. Back into the brain. Back into the cask. Back into the heart. Mouth shut.  


Room with no roomA wall, a wall A ceiling A wall, another wall A floor.Room with no room
Trapped, I want out This feeling Builds up, I can't take it No more.
Knock knock, knock knock Mind's peeling I'm crazy, clawing at The door.
I need to see What's out there I cannot be Trapped like this Have to be free And I will ask Beg, kneel, and plea Anything Just don't cage me.
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"I may be love's bitch, but at least I'M man enough to admit it." --Spike, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
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Boggie down!
Dew dew deeeeeew dew dew deWooow!
Bantise bantise bantise
(my failure at beet boxing in words)
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Don't worry kids just tune in, tune out, drop off, drop in, switch on... and explode
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I am King RedEye in DA's Star Fox Crew
I am Komamura Sajin in DA's Bleach Crew
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Boggie down!
Dew dew deeeeeew dew dew deWooow!
Bantise bantise bantise
(my failure at beet boxing in words)
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Boggie down!
Dew dew deeeeeew dew dew deWooow!
Bantise bantise bantise
(my failure at beet boxing in words)
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Boggie down!
Dew dew deeeeeew dew dew deWooow!
Bantise bantise bantise
(my failure at beet boxing in words)
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