To A Nightmare

***Poem from Writing class

Seeping blood in dreams corrupted
Like faces from the morgue of hell
Distant screams of giddy devils
Demons come to ring the bell
Dancing in the twilight zones
A comfort they can find alone
Shining lights dim and burst
Turns to red; the damned and cursed
To feed on souls lost from heaven
To sink sharp teeth on rotting flesh
To turn their hunger to a nightmare
Eating hearts out from dead kids' chests
Children wail and scream at night
Awoken from their quiet slumber
Pray for angels in the light
Instead of monsters brought by thunder

Solemn Retreat

Two weeks I haven't entered a new post/entry...writer's block maybe? Or possibly a loss for ideas...

I did try to write some new poetry, but I was unable to conclude most of them...

This one was written only hours ago, though. I admit I lost interest at the end, so it might seem a little sloppy there. I think it could possibly be better, but I can appreciate its current form right now.

Solemn Retreat

Ocean waves caress the sun
A moonlight gaze now hung
Mildew flowers seen; untold
Hurricane storms unfolds
Deafening the sound of a beating heart
Mine in which was torn apart
Loosen the strands of time again
Forever make a secret end
To cover up Pacific's dime
Of neverending rhymes
Unrelated; that which turns to dust
And a fake, fanged sliver cut
Unknown to those; the fishes that surround
Almost in a circle; the center where they are bound

Maybe it's time to try something new; something different. My poetry seems to be all the same and that bothers me like an itch I can't seem to scratch. They're satisfying, but maybe that's not good enough. I guess I'll just try to be better. Use a wider vocabulary, take a look at some examples from other poets, famous or not, etc.

Ah...I'm stressed and I just need to think about other things.

More writes later! :/

And then she said, "Thanks!"

Sooo yea....Happy Thanksgiving to everyone ._.

Do I seem different?

Make me blind

Cover my eyes

You can do what you want

I'm paralyzed by the perfect mood

When we're dancing with blindfolds on

-The Rasmus

I feel as if the world has changed.

Or maybe it's me?

I look around and see that some things are still the same, but some things are also different.

My father is still the same. He's still a fool.

My mother is different. Maybe not working has given her what she needs?

My brother is still the same. He's still a failure.

My sister is different. Is it me or is she a little more bashful this year? And more spoiled as well...

My friends are neither the same nor different for I have failed to get close enough to them to actually know much of any extra details. But I have learned a few more things. :)

I feel different somehow, as well. As if the 'want' of everything in my life has gotten more intense. Indeed, I am a little more ambitious, though that will not stop me from my perfectionist ways and procrastination. Oh, I wish it would! D:

Work is a bore. What has happened? I used to enjoy the luxury of earning money so easily by barely doing anything. But doing nothing is the same as me being miserable. I just can't stand it! Luckily for me, work has been put off for a while, which is very happy-making...no matter what anyone says!

I also seem to attract more people to me. Wherever I go, I always catch people's eyes...or am I being paranoid? Is this a bad thing? Maybe I'm being paranoid...but it seems to me like there are people out there who just...I don't know...STOP LOOKING AT ME! I mean...do what you wish, I can't tell anyone what to do and it's not like anyone will listen to me anyways...er right? No? Well, whatever then.

I just feel as if I realized that there's more to the world, and I mean much, MUCH more!

Happy days are here again~

I see the city lights all around me

Everyone's obsucre

Ten million people each with their problems

Why should anyone care?

-Kutless

Cotton Candy Wonderland

Look to the sky

Look to the night

When everything's shy

Cuz everything's right

Make me a pie

Make me a lie

Make me a dream

That will make me to fly

Dream of a world

Where everything's nice

Dream me a day

When everything's twice

Of what everything could be

Or would be or should be

Dream me of things

Like candy and tea

Society's Truth

She laughs in pure joy
A sound so familiar
To bright sunshine days
The breaking of summer
Where once we were friends
The feeling suppressed
A great deal of pain
We no longer possess
Miss the one who was there
To hold when alone and push out of rage
Think of the one who’s now missing
From life’s stories forgotten and tormenting cage

He chuckles in sick humor
The turning of heads
Because a noise such as this
Means an overdose of meds
People walk by so casual, so cool
They watch from the corners of their eyes
The becoming of the fool
A relentless gossip, a rumor, a lie
No one deserves this
Not you my friend
Goodbye...

They walk in a group
Acting their way through the halls
As if they were all still good friends
Not a single withdrawal
How do they stand this?
When inside they cry
An unbearable relation to each other
An abominable lie

I sit silently from where I am
The lights dim and flicker
Like lightning in a bottle
I think I feel sicker!
Just watching those around me
As they converse and joke around
The people that are real mixed with fakes
Like a box for the lost and found
I buy none of this
And will not accept
The untrue words of another
That should be hastily swept


***Oh yea, I totally multi-tasked! Watching a movie, while doing homework, and also writing this piece! I'm too awesome for my own good D:

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?
The raw emotion growing inside you
Deeper within than the soul can hide
Throbbing for an escape
And slowly seeping out
Like a heavy yearning from underneath the ocean

Is it me?
Or is it the world
Trying to seduce this body?
It's ever-changing atmosphere surrounding me
Like a blanket carressing every part of my skin
And softly whispering,
"Feel the weight on your shoulders..."

A falling leaf -unfinished-

The smell of the October autumn breeze


Fills my nose with scents of pumpkin pie and turkey dinners


A low gust of wind blows by


And I'm swept away by the sights I see





Look how the children laugh and play


Stomping on the leaves that crunch to their amusement!


Look how the grandmothers and grandfathers smile


A warm expression on their face as they watch their