something they'll say
or do
will show you the rift
between dream and realitythe pounding in your breast
then
and the bitter taste
that will fill your mouthit is sadness
it is anger
but above all
it is disappointmentsomething you've held
firmly in your grasp
it is fading awayand at that moment
your eyes will be too hot
and your heart too heavy
that you'll
let your feet carry you
further and further away
from where your dreams
no longer are
we're all looking for it
something that
someplace where
someone who
maybe, we can return to
maybe, we can call home
listen to the quiet noise, midnight
and watch the city lights, outside
the glass of your bedroom window
cool under your palms
and against your cheek
you're looking for it too
maybe you've seen it
in a dream
or maybe you know it
from somewhere in your memories
maybe you've already found it
and you just don't realize it
it might be the familiar song
that you hum when you're alone
or the easy smile that tugs at the corners
of your lips and your heart at the sight
or the memory of another
it might be the pride behind a father's s...
Perspective I: Palette Swap by genericwin, literature
Literature
Perspective I: Palette Swap
Perspective Rival's POV: The game hates you. Pokemon Gen I/FRLG Chapter I Palette Swap The door creaked open as Gramps strode in, confidence in his stride as he navigated through shelves, tables and busy aides. Finally. I had come half-an hour early, and in reward for my punctuality, he showed up nearly an hour late."Gramps!" I scowled, marching up towards him indignantly. "I'm fed up with waiting!""Blue?" His eyebrows creased in confusion. "Let me think..."I twitched, annoyed. This was an important day for me, and Gramps had just wasted the effort I put into waking up early with his absentmindedness.I still remember the time that he even ...
Dry autumn leaves crumpled underfoot as I walked through the undergrowth. Beams of silvery moonlight lit my way, filtering through the gaps in the trees above to paint the world in shades of gray.Through the trees some distance away, I could hear playing was a melancholic melody like the sound of bells, a song that told of hope but also of devastating loss. It reminded me of my own story. I stalked towards the source of the music, my heart heavy with emotion.Eventually I broke through the tree line and came upon a lake, its surface placid without a single ripple. Though fallen leaves were strewn everywhere around it, not a single one reste...
something they'll say
or do
will show you the rift
between dream and realitythe pounding in your breast
then
and the bitter taste
that will fill your mouthit is sadness
it is anger
but above all
it is disappointmentsomething you've held
firmly in your grasp
it is fading awayand at that moment
your eyes will be too hot
and your heart too heavy
that you'll
let your feet carry you
further and further away
from where your dreams
no longer are
we're all looking for it
something that
someplace where
someone who
maybe, we can return to
maybe, we can call home
listen to the quiet noise, midnight
and watch the city lights, outside
the glass of your bedroom window
cool under your palms
and against your cheek
you're looking for it too
maybe you've seen it
in a dream
or maybe you know it
from somewhere in your memories
maybe you've already found it
and you just don't realize it
it might be the familiar song
that you hum when you're alone
or the easy smile that tugs at the corners
of your lips and your heart at the sight
or the memory of another
it might be the pride behind a father's s...
Perspective I: Palette Swap by genericwin, literature
Literature
Perspective I: Palette Swap
Perspective Rival's POV: The game hates you. Pokemon Gen I/FRLG Chapter I Palette Swap The door creaked open as Gramps strode in, confidence in his stride as he navigated through shelves, tables and busy aides. Finally. I had come half-an hour early, and in reward for my punctuality, he showed up nearly an hour late."Gramps!" I scowled, marching up towards him indignantly. "I'm fed up with waiting!""Blue?" His eyebrows creased in confusion. "Let me think..."I twitched, annoyed. This was an important day for me, and Gramps had just wasted the effort I put into waking up early with his absentmindedness.I still remember the time that he even ...
Dry autumn leaves crumpled underfoot as I walked through the undergrowth. Beams of silvery moonlight lit my way, filtering through the gaps in the trees above to paint the world in shades of gray.Through the trees some distance away, I could hear playing was a melancholic melody like the sound of bells, a song that told of hope but also of devastating loss. It reminded me of my own story. I stalked towards the source of the music, my heart heavy with emotion.Eventually I broke through the tree line and came upon a lake, its surface placid without a single ripple. Though fallen leaves were strewn everywhere around it, not a single one reste...
Aaaaaaa classes start tomorrow and my assignments are piling up. And instead of starting on them I'm stuck on dA and some... other sites. Gah.Anyway, taken from :iconnevermoregingitsune:.o.o I will be doing free sketches. Granted, these will be quick and messy.Meme is as follows:"The first 10 people who comment on this journal will get a free sketch. In return you must offer 10 free sketches in your own journal. If you've already done 10 Free Sketches simply link the journal entry in your comment!01 - I will NOT draw your request until I see this in your journal. If you don't draw then you don't need to put this in your journal.02 - Only o...