HackerHacker:Hacker7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
We live in a day and age where you can be who you want to be, and live how you want to live. We have a choice of skin deep masks to wear, to cover our flaws and become who we really want. You can, in a sense, reinvent yourself, simply by wearing that mask. But sometimes, the mask is more than skin deep. Sometimes it takes over.
You can call me Kit. My real name is of no importance. Where I live is not important, either. I live and breathe computers. I spend 95% of my time in my basement, and the only light comes from a small window in the upper left corner of the cold cement room. I do not leave my desk other than to drink, eat, or release what was previously consumed. I am not anti-social because I have to escape the bullying, although I was bullied when I was younger. I am anti-social because it is my job. I am a hacker for hire. I am the best in the country.
I am not your brothers friend from down the street. I have NEVER failed a client. I am
True lifeWhat is the different between lie and true, if lie is accepted as true and true as lie ...True life4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
knowledge and loveAll my knowledge and piety I detestknowledge and love6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What have I gained from your love in my breast?
Though the wind of separation blew away my zest
I kept my vows to Thee, sincere, honest.
As a spec of dust, I may be small at best
But through love, the sun itself is my nest.
Bring forth the wine, let me joyously ingest
For safety and security, in joy I didnt invest.
If you are sober, save your advice and protest
Waste not your words on me, the drunken pest.
From shame, cant keep my head above my chest
I was not of worthy service, in my quest.
Beloved didnt say, though life Hafiz molest
Let me send him a cure to put him to rest.