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I love to create and destroy and love and hate and answer and question. everything here is me. i am one of a kind.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The First Real Test: A Creative Writing Prompt (College Level Shit)

The Prompt is as follows:

Rules: Write one paragraph, maximum of three sentences, using these 13 punctuation marks: apostrophe, brackets, colon, comma, dash, ellipsis, exclamation point, hyphen, parentheses, period, question mark, quotation mark, and semicolon. You may use a punctuation mark more than once.


lets do this!




At first, my response was a constant question (from one-one million times daily): "why?". yet slowly i've realized that the signs were there all along, gawking at my emotions; such well-known agony i felt for ages it seemed like(common feelings for such a confused [and damned] mind), as the days turned into weeks... those weeks slowly fading into months. looking back and thinking to myself on these years of cursed events, i can only grasp to one phrase, and one phrase alone, "i should have known"!







this was fun and enjoyable and i feel that its helped me improve. expect more prompt type things in the future my dears and darlings.


Always shooting to improve

<3

Dead Lovers Watlz

a crescendo of emotions spread across my face
as I realize that youre here to stay (at least I thought so)
my heart a flutter, and my palms begin to sweat
the fear is ending dear and no longer shall i fret

I miss you too love, youre nearly repeating me
back in my arms again, I cant feel you deceiving me
reunited Lovers, thick as thieves
oh darling please tell me if these feelings ever, ever, ever leave (or were ever here)
don’t disappear my sweetheart

Just as I dreamt it, a lucid fantasy
Our hearts combine and it no longer you and me, its us honey
Our love is buzzing like a bee
Our love is budding like a flower in the brightest sunlight
can this be?

Suddenly darkness, as this dream fades to a nightmare
And In clouds of smoke, I soon realize that you are truly not there
No hand to hold, your figure foreign to my touch
It wasnt love darling, it was purely lust

Just merely pleasure; oh that’s what we were looking for
Injust! Lets measure the road you took to be this whore
This filth, the dirt, trodden path leads you to a house
Although youll stay here for eternity, this true fear
this house is not a home my dear
This is so much worse than any pain that hell could bring

Goodbye
My false pride, my prized possession of absolute zero value
ice and plastic shine, Frozen and blue
You may destroy yourself now, for I am done with you
yes, I am done with you
Forever
For good
were through.



Glass Doors, Sunshine Lies And A Hint For Future Emotions

the morning shinned so bright, as if today could be the right
momentary bliss im looking for
but as the time passed so did out love, we didnt even see it get up to leave
or walk by, it wasnt dismissed
when we kissed and our lips met
your heart didnt meet mine
you felt no feelings
no encounter with emotions
you help no sympathy in your hands that night...


possible chorus? im unsure. im reaching far into past events for these references. many new and old posts to arrive shortly, wait patiently my loves.



making it, even for myself,

<3

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Note To A Dead Lover...

i missed you for a moment, even envied that boy, but i shortly realized that you are nothing of your old self and that my former love is dead. never to rise again. from the highest of highs to he lowest of lows.... or maybe the other way around? such a waste. such a loser. merely looking for the next fix. its disgusting how void of anything real and passionate youve become. youre plastic. youre fake. you are not worth the breath.... and yet i still give it to you... simple whore. simple minded fool. not structure, nothing of substance. you move quickly and rush into non-relationships and fresh lust...

no words can describe how i truly hate you

despise every ounce of your flesh

you are such a waste...


....why?


i miss her... you killed her....

you will never be her...

she is gone...

forever...





Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I Return

Revitalized and new
greatness will spawn here
just wait my darlings
<3

Mother Earth

Such love, never bestowed
to the clouds above
to the dirt below

the harshest punishments for our provider
the issue remains, the great divider
our molten hearts, stored deep inside her

such love, never bestowed
to the rain above, falling so low

a deafening shatter of placid fluid
a love for all people, from the rich to the druids
resources without a single request
for the upper class and the poorly dressed
for the filthiest of whores, for the passers of time
for the independent thinkers, for the brainwashed minds
for every living being, to share and to hold
for young, new born child, to the wrinkled and old

such love, never bestowed
to the sharp, green grass,
to the heavy, blue o-cean

no judge, no gavel bang
equal is everything
and yet the powerful deny us to sing
they horde all its gifts, silence the notes that ring
from valleys below, to the skies above

such hate, forbidding and insane
even though without out skin, we are all blood and the same
the same crimson shade

such hate, suffered to those,
whom live amongst the life unknown,
to the leaders of our mother,
when we are all one, sisters and brothers

such love,
such hate,
but we can change
yes we can change...