To miss someone you never knew
It is one of the many agonies
To miss someone far away
To miss something you never had
An embrace you never shared
|HAPPY VALENTINE EVERYONE|
"I wear a necklace, cause I wanna know when I`m upside down"
"People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.
If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.
For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway."
- Mother Teresa -
"If You're going through Hell, Keep Going"
"Be careful of reading health-books; You might die of a misprint "-Mark Twain
I have been through some terrible things in my life, some which actually happened.
-variation of Mark Twain quote-
Don't be so serious. If you can't laugh at yourself, call me...I'll laugh at you.
Mommy and DaddyMommy, Daddy, are you okay?
You haven't talked at all today.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're really starting to hurt me.
All you do is scream and fight,
and I hear it all throughout the night.
Sometimes I think my eyes will run dry,
yet whenever I do, I just continue to cry.
"She doesn't care about any of this, she'll be fine by tomorrow!"
Daddy, you don't know how much your words fill me with sorrow.
"Can't you just be civilized?! Stop acting like a child, and apologize right now!"
Mommy, please don't make this worse, or I'll run outside and hide in the snow.
Mommy, Daddy, I wish you would just stop everything and be happy again.
I'm hiding under the blankets, writing these words down with a pen.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're tearing my heart into one, two, three.
A piece for each of us, a piece of my heart,
the beating has stopped before it could start.
Two sections I wish I could install into both of you,
yet I'm afraid I have not yet found the proper glue.
"It isn't your
Phantasmagoria Contest EntryShadows are deceptive things, constantly changing and shifting. They jump and dance. They flow and, every once in a while, they pounce. A shadow attacked me once, or it tried to. Shadows can be fast but light can be faster. If not for my little beam of light the shadows might have had me that night and then there might be no story for me to tell. It was dark, there were no stars that night and the shadows were hanging in the trees, clinging to the branches. My path took me under one of those shadow covered trees and one of them jumped at me. My light kept it bay just long enough for me to get away, home safely.
Stories are light in the darkness. Stories are shadows beyond the light.
There is something wonderful about being alone. Even for a short amount of time when you can let the silence wrap around you. Of course there is never perfect silence. There is always the hum of some machine chugging along. But to be away from the constant voices of people and the other sounds they mak
It was an odd tradition of ours: The Search.
None of my still-breathing family knew who started it or why, but they didn’t question. They simply searched without thought, seeing it a fun Christmas activity for the whole family.
The whole family, that is, except me.
What was the point? Search for the stupid key, put it in the stupid lock, and get the stupid prize, which was very stupid, if I might add. Some silly stuffed Santa Claus or new ornament to add to the tacky tree. I hadn’t won once, of course, but that didn’t add to my sour attitude towards the whole routine. I didn’t try, anyways. Who cared?
Out of my three other brothers and five sisters, only one actually truly enjoyed it, excluding my parents, which actually thought that all of us liked The Search. She was nine years old, the youngest of us all, me being the ignored middle child of fifteen.
Despite her desperate attempts at victory each year, she hadn’t won
The sacrifice.the ocean sings
the bluebirds fly
the shells will scream
their silent cry
when divers come
to get the pearl
you raised so long
for a little girl
five years you were working
for the final move
get it ready in time!
For the final approve
he CRACKS you
he SMACKS you
he HACKS you
and you were just shielding
your little pearl
and while you are sighing
the diver is smiling
and while you are dying
the princess is crying
'cause you had to die
for the princess' delight.