It's been so long...

It's been so long;
Have I been asleep?
It feels like it's been raining
Since this time last year.

"Awake, awake,"
A quiet whisper
On the edge of my consciousness
Rouses me from my slumber.

"We are going to live,"
I tell myself,
"We are going to live again."

I set my quiet dreams in motion,
As the people start bustling by.

"I love you,
I love you so,
You know?"
Is whatt I wanted to say...

But I lost all my chances,
Like my lost brother's car keys,
Now my keys to the Kingdom are gone.

But that's in the past,
And now is the future,
So I let out a terrified breath,

"Be sure you do all you can
This year,
So that my soul I may resurrect.

----------------------------------------------------

As of tomorrow, I am in eigth grade.

SHAMPOO~!!!

ZOMFGWTFROFLMAOBBQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ~~~~~~~~~~~!!


And that's all she wrote.

Rise Above

Children are cruel,
That's what they say--
They ridicule, torture, and sneer
'Till daylight.

They wither in the sun
And linger in the twilight--
They thrive in their parasite nests
At midnight.

With tongues as sharp as an arrow shot,
Or the sting of a wasp,
They come after, infest.

And I hate them all,
May they all rot,
Because they plague the world to its very depths.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I just hate people.

Coming Apart

Hello, dearest,
Hello, older brother,
Things just are movin'
So fast, aren't they?

I don't want to lose ya,
But I don't want to find ya
In a world of pain and disarray.

I love you so, dear,
Don't you know?
And the world is never what it seems...

So before ya go
And leave me
Tell me why
The world's comin' apart at the seams.

I'm Shivering

A quiet drop of rain falls
From leaves
In the trees,
And the air is tinged
With rosemary.

I'm shivering
In the pre-dawn light,
And looking back
On every last mem'ry.

I feel a numbness coming on,
That of which I have felt before.
And it's frightening so,
That mournful air,
Of which you cannot inhale.

For if one does,
They will surely be lost
To the morbid and morose dreams...

Vanishing from this earth,
To a deserted plain
That is coming apart at the seams.

Era of Secrets

This is my secret tune,
Upbeat,
With a quick, swift timing
And blazing body heat.

This is my impish dream,
Secure,
Behind walls forbidding,
Lies, and facades.

And the song continues;
It does not die,
Like an eternal forest fire of mine.

Even the Rain is Melancholic

Night rain gently spilling over
From the somber indigo sky.

Sitting in a dimly lit room,
With a candle in the corner.

I'm here.

Alone.

Singing to a whispered voice,
Already lost
To the approaching sun.

Yes, it seems a disconcerting dawn
Is ahead
For everyone...

"We're going to have to wake up you know,
And dance in the future...
Are you afraid?"

Yeah, it seems that in times like these,
Even the rain is melancholic.

Do Not Cry, Child (Part 2)

Do not weep, sweet child, dear,
My fearless, brave little one.

You can go back; it's not to late,
But the choice is up to you.

Your time's run out,
That's what it seems,
And you've no where left to turn...

The pattern seems to have trapped you in
This melancholic cage.

But my bird, my bird,
O my angelic bird,
With wings like clouds and blankets...

Remember, the eye and mind can fool
And nothing is as it seems.

No matter these questions,
No matter this din,
This abstract clamor in your head.

Set it all aside,
And hold my essence to your heart;
Do not cry, child, please,
Do not cry.

Do Not Cry, Child

Do not cry, sweet child, dear,
My innocent little one.

My body may have rotted,
And I reside in Paradise,
But I am with you still.

"Shh, shh,"
Says your mother, child;
She is telling to to sleep...

So rest your eyes
And dry your tears;
I'm right here, you need not weep.

The Abstract Clamor in my Head

The night rain pitter-patters,
And my mind is left to wander
Through the city streets
And childrens' dreams,
Over bright and yellow hills.

My thoughts drift through the cotton fields
And the clouds, fluffy and white.
They meander through a blazing forest fire,
And dance among the stars.
They shimmer in a koi pond,
Or hide in a rabbit hole.

They probe through my best friend's heart,
And linger in broken promises.
They shudder with electricity,
And flutter on a cherry blossom;

They float with pure, sweet water lilies and
Mull over my options,
Those dreaded thoughts of the future
That never seem to fade.

And in these places, great and small, there are many things I see...
Innocence and abstract thoughts
That make me want to cry.

Sometimes, my gift
Is a blessing and curse,
'Cause I'd rather stay put tonight...
For, my eye is keen,
Different from the human's;
I can see through anyone's heart.

My brother, for example,
Is afraid,
And no one alive can soothe his pain.

My mother, for example,
Is so tired,
And wishes for sleep as well.

My father, for example,
Is lost in his world
Of anger, longing, and hate...

My best friend is lost
To a land faraway
And I am past ashamed.

These things, these things,
Make such a din and clamor
In my head,
For I cannot sleep.

Yes, I'd rather my thoughts stay put tonight,
So that I may dream
Of other things.

Broken Promises

I stayed up all night,
And confided in you
When things were getting dark...

But promise after promise
And quiet, muted whisperings
Were all I had to give in return.

There are the things that I've tried to fulfill
In this awkward lapse of time...

And try I did, with all my might...
But one vow I made that night...

It bested me and beat me up
Till my eyes were bloodshot red.
And I quivered and shivered and trembled and twitched,
All in the name of Dread.

I turned to the thin, waning cloud Dream
And balanced on it for a while,
Till I could take to more no more,
In insanity's grasp
And I let go; tore my world asunder.

And you've no idea, no,
Of just how nice it is
Just to tear all coherent thought to shreds...
And feel burning Electricity
Pulsate through your body,
Leaving you dumb and dead.

And oh, when you scream!
Such a delightful sound,
Like ethereal beating of angel's wings...

And dear, all sin is wicked, I know
But I could never combat with the Dread.

It all comes down to you conscience, I guess,
And you duty to the Lord above...
I know what I must do,
But I'd don't know anything
When the need to engage in such comes.

Forest Fire

Violent thoughts and
Vulgar thoughts!
Irrational thoughts and
Villainous thoughts!
Tearing my mind
To savaged little pieces--
No need for coherency!
No need for this game!

(For my attempts at normalcy
Are but shallow and feigned.)

Primitive,
Rough,
Rude and uncivilized!

Because of such Electricity,
My essence aflame!

Electricity

It runs through my veins,
It crackles in my mind;
Makes me quiver,
And shiver,
And twitch.

It's lightning,
Electricity,
That's burning my flesh,
And setting my soul afire.

These vulgar thoughts,
These savage dreams,
Oh, what has become of me?
These raving words,
And feral impulses
Become a maddening red,
Deep and scarlet.

Claws and scars,
And marks and disgraces.
Such imperfections,
And vices.

Our darkened eyes
And heartbeats alive,
Screaming and wailing---
What fright!

Clouds as White as Blankets

One of those times when
You just feel like crying
For
No
Reason
At
All.

You just want music;
A soft, calm tune
To caress your wild
Dreams...

No one loves you;
Or at least that's what it seems
As of late...
Yeah, it's early morning,
But you can never sleep.

Dread just happens
To meld with the lightning
Running through your veins...

And I just want to doze...

So why
Am I awake?
To write something between poetry and
Song?

So why have I been sad
Of late...

Oh, Nanny, I wish
I could tell you...

Yeah, all these things,
I wish
I could tell you...

I has a new blog. :3

I'm still going to post on this one, though. ^_^ I'll have both. <3

http://tenshiyoukai.livejournal.com/

Dango dango dango dango....

0.0

Dango Daikazoku has brainwarshed me.

...And that's what I get for typing a blog entry right before the sun comes up. Brainwarshed? Jeezum, you can tell where I come from. XD

A Child's Dreams

I just want to stay up all night,
And sing in a thunderstorm.
I want to cry rivers of tears
And scream, on top of the world.
I want to smile
At your face,
And leap into your arms...

"Ah, life was so much simpler then,
When I was pure, unharmed."

...

There are no words for what I have just read.

Just.... 0.0 ...... w........ t.... f............. ? *squeaks in fear*

If you can freak me out this badly, then you are...... well, sick, freakish, and.... kinda cool....

I'd post a link to what I read to put me in this state, but then it would probably get my blog flagged.

Yeah.

Feh.

Oh, how I love that word.

Synonymous with "keh," the word feh can be used as a grunt, yowl, murmur, or other sound to express disdain, disrespect, disinterest, annoyance, dismissal, or any combination of the five. Often, it is a sound one "spits" out, so to speak.

"Keh," carries a similar definition; however, it usually used by one in an angier mood than "feh." It also has the potential to sound evil, whereas that would be more difficult with feh.

Compare and contrast with meh, a sound expressing complete dismissal; usually used by one ignoring another. It usually connotes bordem, or total absorption in another person or thing, as if to give no attention to another.

Hah.

Called the next plot point. Mwahahaha.

"My love,"

This. Phrase. Is. So.... argh~!! It... it's annoying! And kind of corny! I mean, sure it can be cool at times... but when used more than once, it becomes inexplicably irritating!

ALL CAPS

IT'S SOMEWHAT WEIRD WHEN PEOPLE FEEL THE NEED TO EXCESSIVELY WRITE DIALOGUE IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS, BECAUSE I PERCEIVE THIS AS SHOUTING IN AN ALARMED, TONELESS, OR OTHERWISE OVERLY IMPASSIONED WAY. LIKE WHEN SOMEONE LOSES THEIR CAR KEYS. OVERUSING THIS-- OR USING THIS AT ALL IN THE CASE OF A LEMON-- IS SERIOUSLY IRRITATING. I DUNNO IF I'M THE ONLY ONE FEELS THIS WAY, BUT ANY WRITER FOUND GUILTY OF THIS GETS MINUS 2 POINTS FROM TENSHI/AMBEY/XIANPU/3XKASUMIX3/MOEKO/USAGIYO/HAIKU WHATEVER YA WANT TO CALL ME.

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT HALF OF YOU JACKED UP FANBOYS/FANGIRLS OUT THERE, BUT WHEN I THINK ABOUT LEMON/LIME-Y THINGS, I DON'T THINK OF SOMEONE WHO'S LOST THEIR CAR KEYS.

...GOMEN.

Sigh

...


Ya know what sucks? When you hear someone say something so idiotic that you fall over, anime-style, and start to laugh. Yeah, well it sucks when that happens, and you realize that you're part of that freakish idiocy. Except a smarter, dignified version of it.

...My comrades are all imbeciles...

Nothing

Nothing

Is a stupid, senseless word,
Because if we are all nothing,
Then that is something
In itself.

And worthless--
We are all unworthy.
Pathetic. Undeserving.
Yet we do not belong to ourselves
Alone.

If just one smile,
Or one memory;
Than that is worth,
If only a little,
For, such loans you
To others as well
And puts you under
Passing happiness' spell.

Caterwauling

(The following is random crap. Poetry, song, whatever the hell ya want to call it. Based off mah random thoughts and a fanfiction.)

I got nothing else, no,
To sustain me, oh,
No...

And I'm screamin' at
The top of my lungs...

Don't get left behind
By everyone with a life...
Curses to the man
Who killed me,
Killed me

Inside...

So now I know that I can just
Die~!!!

Masochistic, psychopathic
Teenage
Incomprehensibility,
Woah!

'Cause you know what happens next...
And yeah,
We all know what happens next,
Don't we?!

Screech

You
Only
Live
Once.

So
While
I'm
Living,
I
Want
To
Scream.

Screeching
And clawing
Down your back...

What a dreamy
Nightmare I
Had...

Hell
Can't
Be
Much worse
Than
That
Screaming,
Screeching
Fire...

Denying
That
Raging, pulsating urge...

Should be a crime,
Oh!
Should be a crime...

'Cause there ain't nothing
Worse, no...

I'm so confused,
But damn, I know
What makes it alright...

It's a tide I can't fight against...

Between Poetry, Song, and a Lonely Feeling

My name holds truth,
My arms are shiverin'.
My mind is blank;
I get left behind...

"More poetry, more words,"
I say
In an empty room,
And there I sway.
Left, and right
To my own beat
In a world apart
On a barren street.

People line up
To pass me by,
Longing for those faces lost.
And in this crowd, that's all I see...
Faces of those gone
On the faces of thee.

So I just put down my pencil and sing.
No more words, just lovely sound.

A trilling noise soon deepens
In pleasure
As my hands wander
To satisfy.

"Forget, forget,"
(Wasurenai)
"Forget, forget,"
(When you cannot see)
"Yakusoku,"
(A promise lost)
"Gomenaisai,"
(At whatever cost...)

"...Go on."

Somewhere between poetry
And song.

(Movement)

(Movement)

(Movement)

(Movement)

Writhing in my own right
Just so I don't feel lonely...
Ya'll left me alone,
So let me burn,
Burn
Up.

If you can't see me,
Than I've succeeded.
Sometimes I just wish
I were invisible...