Love

A wish was granted

And regretted

Unable to love

Unable to cherish

Unable to feel

Only envy

A wish was granted

And regretted

No love

But no pain

Not numbness

No love

Not for me

Not for you

Not for anybody

A promise

Needeth to made

Not for the holy one

A one to keep

And for one that is wished to be loved

"I only wish to protect"

What is love anyways ?

I don't know

I don't care

A wish was granted

A wish was kept
And now I've wept
A promise made out of fear
It's pointless to now hold what's dear
If I can't even feel their presence with me
A promise is made
And it is a promise to keep

When a stranger makes you smile...

Fave. Quote #9

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth." -Oscar Wilde

She Loves Me A Lot

She loves me
 She loves me not
 I've sent her poetry
 And candy in a box
 She never noticed me
 Until I stopped
 She missed me!
 She "missed" me slot?
 We've strolled through streets
 Together we went out
         [Years Pass]
 She loves me
 She loves me not
 Tonight will be splendid
 Or so I thought
 I'm at her door
 Nervous I give a knock
Instead of my love
 Her father opens up
 He's hurting
 And tearing a lot!
        (What's going on??? )
 He invites me in
 "Thank you very much"
 I squeeze this ring-a trinket
 My gift to her
 I get a bad feeling
 My neck hair springs up
 Her something parents look at me
 My time was up
 "There was a shooting...
...in the middle...She was caught..."
 I drop-this stings!!!
 Time has stopped
            [Next day]
 "I'm in front of your coffin Here... tulips, baby's breath, forget me nots.
 I feel your arms around me
 And I hear you say... "I love you a lot""

She said she loved me
She said she cared
But that was before
She disappeared

Fave. Quote #8

"A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market" Charles Lamb

Actions Speak Louder Than Words

    I've always been told that "actions speak louder than words". I deeply disagree. I've watched the people in this world do what they do. But before judging I question their intention. I think before I speak. Have we not all unintentionally hurt someone by doing what is  right ? If so then I thank you. If not, let me explain.

    As kid you intend to be really curious. And a famous curiosity is the curiosity of love. Boys and girls get their heart broken, hence, cheated on, used, rejected, mistreated. But like all organisms we grow. And as humans we often settle down over the years and create a new life. Let's say a baby girl. This beautiful creation-YOUR CREATION, a portion of yourself, is in your arms. Only three months old. So young, so beautiful. You close your eyes for a split second and your child is now 15 years old. Has a crush on another person of the same age group. You know what it is like to grow up and get hurt. And you've protected this creation of yours from all harm, knowing you can not do that forever. You tell your one of a kind child that she isn't ready, that she can't go out with that person. She thinks to herself Why ? Why me ? This isn't fair ! Why do they want me to be alone ? why can't I date ? Why are they suddenly hating me ? Random thoughts of questioning your command. But don't worry. It is only temporary. She is just hurt. Hurt because she does not understand your intentions. You think to yourself Its just for the best. She does it anyway and got used for sex. You hold her in your arms and think I tried to prevent this. Then you tell her "I love you ".

                                                       Another example would be:

    A single mother have recently just had a baby boy. She has no money. No food. No family. And not even a home. All she had was a heart. When the time came when she was to leave the hospital with her child she searched for the best orphanage in town. And so she gave her only precious treasure to the arms of another woman. And before the mother dared to say good bye she held her baby in her arms, whispered to his ear "I love you". Gave him a big kiss on the lips. And the women grabbed the baby and said to the mother "God bless you". Years passed and the boy like any other orphan thought that his mother didn't love him. On the boy's eleventh birthday the orphanage received a call for the boy. The caller requested to meet the boy today and insisted that the orphanage creates an appointment today. And so they did. The  boy was sent to sit in the waiting room for the mysterious caller. As soon as he heard high heel foot steps he turned to see what appeared to be a moderate wealthy woman. She ran to him and dropped to her knees, holding him oh so tight in her arms. She whispered again in his ear "I love you". He then knew that this strange woman was no other than his mother. And that his mother have came back for him. She regains his custody and takes him home. "I love you too". They went home. This time, she had food, money, a home, and most importantly has more love than ever.


    I have many other examples but I suppose these true stories probably bored you. 

Who's right and who's wrong ?

    This a short story is about a 13 year old boy, his cat,  and his father. The boys family had psychological problems. Luckily he has non whatsoever. But his father-schizophrenic and bipolar. They never saw eye to eye but that's another story. The cat belonged to a previous family member. And while the cat was growing up the boy would pet-sit the cat while it's owner was gone. Which was most of the time. The previous owner also refused on letting the children under the boys age near the cat. So the sole person the cat knew was the boy. And so they became the best of friends. The previous owner moved leaving the cat in the boy's ownership. The boy was enlightened.
     One night his father lost his temper for what seemed to a normal person petty-but for his father... it was blasphemy you can say. He went after the boys cat. Stabbing, choking, punching, and finally through him out the door. The boy got it next. But much less "discipline". To him, the torture that his dear cat for a friend went through was the worst than what the devil had plans for a rapist. The boy thought to himself it should have been me. The next day, the boy happened to find the cat hiding behind the trash can. The cat recognized the boy and flew to his arms. The boy took his cat to a friend. And sadly had to say goodbye. But he knew that his friend would help his cat find a home. And the boy was right. His friend personally handed the cat to the man he worked for. And that man was quite wealthy. The man even owned a house and a large piece of land.
     The cat was safe. The boy was happy. Yet unknowingly they cry for each other time to time. Meow ?

      This short story is about a 14 year old girl and her dog. And her family has financial problems. She brings home a cat from the street. Everyone (who already had no respect for her best friend) now ignores him completely and cares all about the "rookie". The little girl rarely had any money, so she couldn't provide for her dog on her own. No matter how many times she reminds her mother (for the past 4-5 months straight) she repeatedly claims that she will. The next day her mother comes with two bags of cat food and one bag of kitty-litter. Now each of the two bags way about 30 pounds. Her mother was able to spend 70 bucks in cash for a cat that was already being fed more than well. Now the little girls dog has been starving. The human food that the little girl has been sneaking to him wasn't enough. So the little girl did what was best for her dog knowing it would leave him a deep wound within his heart. But what she did knew was a distant family member who would be able to properly take care of the dog. Sadly the dog cried 2-3 nights straight for her. And though he seems to understand that he knows this is his knew home... he awaits for her return of which she promised.

A Vampire and a Hybrid.

A vampire born into the world of the human race. Single child, harsh mother. And plain father. And along with the family, they were all human. No guidence what so ever. And now he thinks he should just pretend to be human. And give up his dreams as being the top murderer of England, to be kinky in public, and so forth.

But most importantly he wishes to meet at least one more of his kind. He's tired of seeing the same creature in the mirror, tired of hearing the same voices over and over again. He somewhat phsycicly connected with a hybrid. Wanted to offer partnership. Partnership for life. And now he's given up. That hybrid supposses that she was not enough. Either way she still has not given up herself, and she will not allow him to deny himself. Creatures of the night still can choose a side. Some have chosen light and others dark. This hybrid is what her name means. Mix. And she intends to balance herself between the two natures and troubles herself with the day to come. As for the vampire, he is dark. But like in all worlds, in all beings, in all natures-there is a thing such as "Ying-and-Yang". One side can not exist whithout the other. And there is little of each within. This vampire has not yet seen the world though he is older than the hybrid. And rarity they don't see eye to eye. Sadly the part of which they disagree on is something the vampire should store into his knowlege and keep. The hybrid wishes to save the vampire from certain corruption. For she-the hybrid-has been the only being in the world who can understand and accept him for who he is. In her eyes, he is her "Yang". Will faith lead their way to eachother ? Or further apart ? Two countries, two worlds, two natures, two beings, soon to collide ? In my uttermost opinion I wish them the best. I believe they need all the support they can get. Especially the vampire.

Fave. Quote #7

"You can not not love others untill you learn to love yourself"

I'm breaking through this life
Nothing can hold me back no longer
I'm seeing the truth a lies
I won't be denied no more
I have finally opened my eyes
And here I see love at first sight
In a blink it dies

Fave. Quote #6

"You don't deserve a rose. The rose deserves you"

Fave. Quote #5

"These dreams like ashes float away" - Michael Barnes

Fave. Quote #4

"Ones pain is lessened by another one's anguish" -William Shakespear

Fav. Quote # 3

"Holding the hand that holds me down" -Benjamin Burnley

Fave Quote # 2

Blood is thicker than water. But sometimes water runs deeper."

Sigh

So alone....

So hollow...

Nothing but a fire burns inside..

My soul.. deprived....

I watch above all ye who has scared me

We dare to play god

We take one step

And everything crashes

So cold

So daring

This incubus that dwells inside

Feeding on what’s left behind

I watch above all ye who has scared me

I dare to pour out my wrath

I take one step

The empire falls

I hate !

Being who I am !!!!

I hate this beast I've grown to be !!!

It wants to be free !!

And so do I

So tell me... so tell me now...

Will I remain...

Alone

So cold !

Running and trying to hide !!!!

Will I have to decide ?

Tell me then tell me now

Has the pure light within me died ?.....

I watch above all thee who’s helped me

I dare turn my back towards all

I take one step

And I fall

Into ashes I blow away

Numbness replaces the pain

Tears fly

Blood pours

Will I ever get a chance before...

My grey wings com-busts into flames

As I descend

It all fades away

Such melancholy

Everything is falling apart

Cities are crashing

Its all waning

Along with it I'm falling

For no longer am I standing

All thee who's looked down on me

Now watch me

I've hurt you

Cause you've hurt me

I've broken you

Cause you broke me

I said I love you

Cause you said you loved me

I let you fall because you let go of my hand

Now I'm falling

Will I ever get a chance before...

It awakens ?

I was born a human

I was born a transgression

I was born to soar

So I'll die falling

No regrets

No shame

From the depths I strive

I just want to survive

I watch above all ye who surrounds me

I dare to question all

When you take that step

Don't slip
And don't FALL

Can you here me ?

Its quiet. Still. Dark. I walking through an aged hallway. As I you take such soft steps I hear the squeaky floor boards, suspense. I don't remember how I got here. "Is this a dream ?" I ask, yet I do not recall going to my chambers. I begin to wonder what is going on ? I look up, straight forward. I see a window to the side of this never-ending hall. I suddenly speed up towards the moon-light, in hope of answers to the questions that continues to linger in my mind. ! GLASS BREAKS ! Yelping at the sudden sound my heart starts to race. I black out. Where am I now ? It's dark. Somewhere out in the beyond I hear a desperate whisper, "Can you hear me?".

Red Roses, Red Roses
I smell in the air
Red Roses, Red Roses
You tie into your hair
Red Roses, Red Roses
I bring to you
Red Roses, Red Roses
Now lay on your Tomb

You

You`re beautiful
I am telling you what I see
You`re not on your own
Though it may seem
Someone will find you
And hold you
And never let go
Like flower that blooms
Like a phoenix this Love lives on
Our love...
All the misery and anguish
All will soon fade away,
Like a distant dream
Such a glorious/glamorous soul
Run, run away
Go find that place
Don`t hold on and just let go
So you can find home
I can see your life flash before your eyes
I just wish I had the chance to say,goodbye
I pull you to my side
Yet my stale wings still hover you
My dear, do my tears startle you ?
"I'm cold"
You're freezing
Yet your crimson burns my hands
"Don't go"
And I won't

And He never did

Why so Far Away

Why ?
Why is it that everytime I find something I like
 I end up throwing it away.
 Why is it when I try to listen,
 I can not understand
 a single word ?
 Why is it that when I scream,
 it’s my own shadow
 that shuts me up ?
 Why is it so painful
To see...
 to see the world for what it truly is ?
 Why does everything in sight,
 feel so far away ? I walk, I run...
 But it’s as if I am never to move.
 As if to be caught,
Caught in a trance of illusions.
 I dream of steps,
 ladders, and bridges.
 Those of that lead
 To a place of peace.
 A place like,
Like the Elysian Fields.
 Not even.
 I just...
 I just want to live
Live in a “World Of Dreams”.
 My dreams.
 At least daydreams...
 Is there a way,
For an unnatural-unspeakable-unquestionable life...
 A life of death ?
 Living with no soul.
 Is that so wrong ?
 To live without feeling ?
 To always dream,
 when even awake.
 To “escape reality” ?

                                   -Love
                Thy Beloved Anonymous

Thy Beast

I can’t breath.

I’m struggling

I’m fighting

Can anyone not truly see,

Thy beast  that troubles me ?

Why does it only seek for me ?

For my sorrow,

For my grief

My wounds so deep

My heart scorched

Scorched by thy burning fire of thor's desires

Thus I try to seek for an answer,

Yet I fear seems to have trapped me

Thy beast that follows me

In any form of day

Yet concealed by night

Within the shadows

Within the dark

And how long will I continue to strive

Strive for a seed within

A seed of a tree

A tree indulging all hate and misery

All the pain

Thy branches consuming

Consuming life

Life and energy

Blinding does it’s aura brings

Internal bleeding preserves

Darkness surrounding me

Stars dancing along the wind

I close my eyes

Thump, thump, thump

Awoken by the sound of my heart racing

My body sweating

I’m frigid as ice

I then feel a strange impulse

As my heart skips a beat

I turn to see a mirror

And thou “Beast”

No longer concealed

My breathing stops

As well as my heart

As if time itself froze

That Beast

That I’ve been running from,

Hiding from,

Dying from.

Me.

Myself.

My reflection looking dead at me

With such dark eyes

Within the reflection is fire

My world consumed by flames

And darkness

Skies are falling

Comets racing

Still no air nor rhythm

I walk towards the mirror

That beholds such horrid visual

Is this a “Dream”?

A “nightmare” ?

I look into my reflection

Whom’s head happens to be down

As if to be ashamed

It happens to be holding a blade

Blood in both hands

Splashed on it’s face

Clothes ripped

I’m puzzled in fear

I gasp as tears crashes around me

The thought of the mirror being possesed

came to mind

Then like a bullet

Shot through my head

I flash of fire surrounding me

Blood in my clothes

In my hands

Dead bodies everywhere

My reflection laughs at me

I breakdown crying

I crawl to a corner

Curl up and just cry

*CRACK!!!*

I jump to a sound of broken glass

I walk towards the mirror

Which happens to be broken

My reflection is trying to break it’s way through ?!

My reflection’s right hand

passes through the mirror as if

As if the glass was merely water

Stuck I am to the ground

My reflection grabs my shoulder with both hands

Pulls me in

In the mirror itself

I faint in fear

I wake up

in my room

No fire

No blood

No bodies

Nobody

Everything’s blue

I jump to a sound of broken glass

I walk towards the mirror

Which happens to be broken

My reflection is trying to break it’s way through ?!

My reflection’s right hand

passes through the mirror as if

As if the glass was merely water

Stuck I am to the ground

My reflection grabs my shoulder with both hands

Pulls me in

In the mirror itself

I faint in fear

I wake up

in my room

No fire

No blood

No bodies

Nobody

Everything’s blue

I jump to a sound of broken glass

I walk towards the mirror

Which happens to be broken

My reflection is trying to break it’s way through ?!

My reflection’s right hand

passes through the mirror as if

As if the glass was merely water

Stuck I am to the ground

My reflection grabs my shoulder with both hands

Pulls me in

In the mirror itself

I faint in fear

I wake up

in my room

No fire

No blood

No bodies

Nobody

Everything’s blue

It’s dark

But blue

*whispers*”Hey”

I jump paranoid and cold as I can be

Shivering like a rattlesnake

I again crawl to a corner

My slower, and more careful

I lean on this corner

I hold myself

“It’s okay, it’s okay”

I say to myself.

I fall asleep.

I thought to myself:

With no feeling, I’d be able to let go

I’d be able to move on

I’d be able to sleep

To sleep in peace...

And never-ever wake up.

(Heart)

*BOOM-BOOM*

(TO BE CONTINUED...)

                -Love,                                                       
Thy beloved Anonymous

tHy