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Stagnant living.The repetition drones on, Forever repeating itself into carbon copy days.
An ironic redundancy reiterating the already known, the already shown.
Each day lived again, though with less living than each before.
Each day comes with a known and expected outcome.
I know this having already seen the reruns.
This movie, this record is broken and stuck on repeat,
Stuck on repeat,
Stuck on repeat.
Each day feeling incomplete.
Forever substantial but never concrete.
I am ready for the defeat.
Though not my own as I stand on these feet.
I stand strong as I find my bearings,
Removing the eyes of disillusion that I've been wearing.
By my will I am compelled to step, to gain momentum.
In this world of stagnantly static living,
I find myself moving again.
For I am no prisoner, no slave,
No longer mindless, once again brave.
These birds around my neck pull tight like a noose,
Anxiously I wait to cut them both loose.
To break free of this grave constructed by water, steel and time.
Pulled forth by the
Musical bliss...Like a fisherman, with your hooks in my ears. I follow your pull. I know not where it leads, nor do I care. The lure of it all, so enticing, so surreal. A better world will you lead me to. A world of weightlessness, a world of beauty and contentment. The orchestrated joy, the perfectly arranged happiness; I want nothing other than to remain in such a place for my remaining existence. For the finite number of days I have, I want them spent well. For each passing second I waste, for only a set amount have I ever carried, not being in such a world is a waste and nothing more.
Divine in its creation, but humble and accessible to all. Some will never know of this world, many will take it for granted and the few will know and experience its entirety...
The LightThe tiny light, such a minuscule glow off in the distance, it finds faith in every shadow, in every corner or its world. The darkness gives it a purpose, forever moving, forever filling those places once cold and dull with warmth and vibrancy. It carries hope with its light as it moves. It brings a sense of happiness to places once void of such...
...As time moves on, so too will the light. Every shadow returns, the darkness seeks its natural and preferred home. The hope, the warmth, the life will all move on with the glow. The darkness and sense of isolation replaces it with far greater impact than before. Forever in memories will the now lost light remain, as will the memories of what once was. When concentration on memories inevitably switches to realization of the present, only regret, pain, loss and darkness will be left....
...Once my light, once my warmth, once my hope you too have moved on. While moving on I will continue to do, I still don't want to experience loss again. No l
LostI no longer hold the map, the path has grown over and the stars are misaligned.
The trees all new, the road behind is gone and I can no longer see the signs.
Nothing remarkable, nothing to notice, the darkness leaks in.
As the light escapes, so too do the tears from the hold of my eyes.
The silence is powerful, for it penetrates deeper than any noise could.
The feeling of being separated is worsened by being surrounded by so much.
A chance to return or even to escape it all holds my hopes daily.
A watch here matters not, due to time nearly standing still.
A pause which is further lengthened by the knowledge of what remains.
When words become useless and music evokes nothing, and when thoughts do little
It is fear that initiates its coup. Despair flanks flawlessly. There is no defense, no hope to resist.
The battle is lost, as I am as well.
ConversationHow many hours have been spent just having conversations?
Too few, to be sure, yet already too many to count.
Entire days of exchange, so many hours flown by.
Never a minute of it wasted, even in the pauses we spoke.
Despite our connection, our wonderful cohesion,
Disagreements still occurred and frustrations still felt,
Although forgiveness was never far behind.
For you are my muse, my inspiration,
and you'll forever hold a place both in my heart and in my mind.
Of all that I've tried to connect with,
You, for certain, have been the easiest and most challenging all at once.
NullA challenge, A struggle,
Too much for this mind.
A constant devotion,
No time to unwind.
No time to reflect, No time to create,
No more hope or dreams of success to deflate.
Entirely hopeless, Completely Lost.
This employment brings money, but at what real cost.
A laymen among scholars, a peasant among kings.
A dull lusterless accessory among solid gold rings.
My efforts mean little, a percentage of a percent.
Yet this drive I'll continue, despite being spent.
Every single day, all effort applied,
Yet in this constant cycle, all progress denied.
Trial and error, with far more of the latter,
Trying with all when it seems not to matter.
A lesson to be taught, with knowledge to gain,
Daily fights with this info only carry in pain.
Stupidity is felt and known to be mine,
All others putting forth, all pulling through fine.
An amazing opportunity, for those who deserve it,
While perhaps not an idiot, Here I truly don't fit.
LoveLove isn't romantic walks on the beach
Love is learning to accept and not preach
Love isn't falling asleep in his arms
Love is reassuring all qualms
Love isn't watching the sunset at dusk
Love is knowing she smells of musk
Love isn't buying her flowers each day
Love is saying the things hard to say
Love isn't writing a cheesy love song
Love is accepting that sometimes you're wrong
Love isn't easy and sometimes you're scarred
Love is a battle and it can be hard
Love isn't always the things you'd expect
Love is trying not to be circumspect
Love can be found for all walks of life
Love is not just for husband and wife
Love can be seen between friend and friend
Love is a treasure that lasts to the end
Love is as difficult as you make it be
Love is for you and love is for me
My bestfriendmy best-friend doesn't talk a lot,
Instead she's always drawing,
and if you asked me what she's drawing,
she'd tell me not to move.
In Love AgainI fell in love again today,
The same as I do everyday,
My first thought as I wake is you,
Delights that linger all day through.
Your words inspire me to dream,
That we might one day be a team,
Inspiring me to be my best,
To meet the challenge of every test.
As my day winds to a close,
I am the the only one who knows,
That the good my work portrays,
Results from your guiding ways.
With contentment in my soul,
Feeling satisfied and whole,
I'll close my eyes and sail away,
Because I fell in love again today.
The endOur story,
was meant to be filled,
with love and hate.
But because it never started,
I never heard the end.
Think On ReflectionBethink...
under this moon
and these stars
there's at least
one captain and
sailing on these
like a soldier,
this sailor was
overseas and when
he came back he
"cast off from the
scene of this world
and sail this open
sea until you grow
now many years
later, here we are
walking under one
star at a time, and
I'm waiting for this
ship to pass me, and
then i look at you
and i see water in
your eyes and instead
of asking 'what is
wrong?' i take it as
i have a one way
ticket for two to
board the next ship
in order to sail it
to a remote island.
"would such an honorable deed make you such an honorable person?"
but if we can take
it slow after we get
there as fast as we
can, i can prove my
self to you and you
can prove yourself
to me- on an island.
only think about it,
if our lives can
change and even our
dreams can change,
why wont we?!
Felix X Mark [Continuation of Story]Ch. 1 Felix X Mark [Continuation of Story]
The warm sunshine seeping through the window woke me up. Outside the window there was pure, white, fluffy snow, filling the greens of the ground. I turned my head towards the right and found Mark sleeping beside me. Wearing the same boxers as I am. I noticed that his hair was partially blonde, but I payed no attention this lately. Maybe he was out of his mind, however, I didn’t give a damn about it. At the same time his blonde hair really bothered me.
Opening up my eyes, I found Felix right beside me, but with a stern look on his face. Then Felix started talking,”Eh, Mark can you explain why you have partly of your hair dyed blonde?” I couldn’t even open my mouth, I was afraid that he would nibble my giblets, or by the way slap me across the face. “Well, I actually can’t explain right now, Felix!” my face had a mix of a worried face and a happy face, but red all
Kamijo and Hizaki / Act I - The PrologueACT I
Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Nagoya, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
I remember the embrace
The touch on my skin
A caress of fingertips
I remember the sin
The whispering words
Of a promising future
What we knew was a lie
We delayed the closure
I remember you on my doorstep
A letter in your hand
Red puffed eyes
You were drafted from our land
I remember that night
It was the best of my life
If only we knew
It was the last time
Days came and went by
I hated my life
I married a girl
I read your letters every night
The war went on
My depression stronger
Why won’t they let you home?
I feared your life would hold no longer
I slept every night
With your face in my mind
Good and bad dreams
I woke up with a sigh
My wife got pregnant
My family was surprised
I put on a mask
My feelings was disguised
Your letters became fewer
My anxiety grew high
I started to drink
My wife went to cry
More days went past
I became more sad
I got the last letter
It wasn’t from your hand
I remember the pain
I remember the misery
It was like I couldn’t
My Tears, Your SmileThe light in your eyes
Be the darkness demise
Your smile I seek
For without it I'm weak
Your hug, your embrace
I'll never find a better place
The moments of your tears
The most paramount of my fears
You were all I could ask for, I wish I could have been the same.
That, I failed, for mere mortality and imperfection to blame.
You deserved so much more, someone better, a god among men.
I hope you find them, I hope your happiness remains then.
My apologies that I couldn't have met your needs.
The loss that I feel pains, my heart, it bleeds.
Yet I find comfort knowing that you seek who you deserve.
May your journey be quick, your path direct, never swerve.
I accept my hurt so that your smile may stay.
Every tear of my own, a more than adequate pay.
A dream you were among a sea of nightmares.
You are missed, You were special, You were all of my cares.
I wish you the best.
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