Oblivionby: Nathan HeartsongOblivion by xPrankster59x
Ohoh, my eternal love
won't be swallowed up
My love it will never die
it won't fade away
it won't go away
Oh you know that stars can't out live us.
Super nova death can't out burn us.
And space and time will run out
before we do.
The universe will collapse
before we do.
We'll last beyond oblivion.
Far beyond oblivion.
(And nothing can take that away.
We won't ever fade away.
Brighter than the break of day.
Faster than the speed of light.
Oh you know that time can't out last us.
Clockwork sand can't out drift us.
And no beyond will live as long as we will.
Fairy-tale's will be dust 'fore our
We'll last beyond oblivion.
Far beyond oblivion.
And no war can tear us apart.
Death can't ever separate us.
Love you deeper than a silver bullet.
I'll love you
BonesBroken into pieces.Bones by xPrankster59x
Hollowed out but still trying
Empty eyes but it is.
full of life and barely dying.
With shaking hands and arms.
An empty shell you're speaking.
A voice of fear but it is
beautiful and terrifying.
You kick and scream but I can't
resist you for to long.
So give it up and give in
fall victim to my song.
( -oh bones-
Skeletal and screaming out loud.
Let me live inside you somehow.
Love me, live me always right now.
-oh, oh bones-
Wake me up, and then shake me down.
Make me yours, control me right now.)
A being of death, a sweet kiss.
No pulse but still beating.
A used up soul but it is
all mine but still resisting
I submit to you and,
still you run away.
So listen up and do just
when you hear me say.
And when will you take we embrace me?
When will you get under my skin?
Take me, make me yours until the end.
Oh bones when will you let me know?
Requiem for an AngelHer eyes cry blessed waterRequiem for an Angel by xPrankster59x
She's bleeding red wine
She's not a perfect angel
Imperfect, but still mine.
Breaking down she's clawing
at the nightmares in her mind.
Whispering pretty stories
search for vital signs.
Breaking down in silence
only muffled weeps and screams.
Mourning for the lives
of her dead hopes and dreams
(Oh, she's singing to a God
who stopped listening long ago
with his fingers in his ears
singing la la la la la la la la la)
((Her holy spirit broken
her words writ not spoken
her loving heart frozen
and still she breathes
until the day she dies.
Say a prayer then cry
for an angel locked inside))
You can speak to her
through the cracks in the wall.
Whisper to her between
the door and the floor.
But always remember
please answer her call
waiting for the dream
left only wanting more.
How much longer can you stand?
To watch the ink drip from her hands?
All the words justifying
Cuts and bruises,she is dying.
Hybrid 3, Chapter 10: Hope ComesChapter 10:Hybrid 3, Chapter 10: Hope Comes by Bclement117
Alexander’s men and David’s Casters left the city as they headed up the mountains. Alexander guided David to the mountain where the relay was. They rode on the carriages and looked out as they were hovering through the meadow of giant sunflowers. These kinds of flowers must have grown after Alexander’s men went down the valley the first time. They followed the river that went up the valley.
Aoife, Howie, and Yuya checked and loaded their weapons on top of their carriage. Alpha hovered next to Alexander as he sat next to David at the lead carriage. The Casters kept their eyes peeled in case any outsider could attack at any minute. They were able to enter the forest of the slope of the mountain. David looked up the sky to see how much time they had before two days were up.
“Ok, it took us five hours to get to this mountain,” said David.
“How did you know that?” Alexand
Icy StreetsI walk the icy streets alone. Couples with linked arms walk around me. Couples and friends.Icy Streets by DreamsAlone
I listen to the lonely beep of my apartment card in the security door.
I'm alone in the elevator. Through the elevator glass I watch the city plunge into darkness. I see a single figure faraway, my heart beats for a second. I watch for a moment in hope, that there is another single figure in this city. The distant figure breaks into two.
Two figures walking side by side on the icy paths.
I walk into the empty apartment. The heat greets me in silence. Pounding into my body. I quietly take off my jacket. It's not warm though. This overheated apartment, don't mistake it. It's as icy as the city's streets.
Lost HorizonYou are my lost horizon even if I've never found you.Lost Horizon by NeonHermit
I watch you off in the distance day and night, always just out of reach.
Found a way to never be too far away though.
I follow you around in my dreams, and your never more than a sleep away.
If I grow up"I want to be a doctor."
It had been a simple question that the nurse had asked me and I had replied with an equally simple answer.
One that would most definitely please her and hopefully would stop her from lingering on the subject.
She exchanged the almost empty sack of medicine next to my bed for a full one and smiled at me.
"Really? Now why is that?"
Another simple question and once again a million thoughts ran through my head.
"I want to make children like me better."
Her friendly smile turned into one of sympathy a she gave me a small pat on the shoulder and left the room.
I did it.
I had told her exactly what she wanted to hear.
I looked around the room to see two other kids, a boy and a girl.
The boy was sound asleep and the girl was quietly sobbing underneath the privacy of her blanket.
She must believe that no one can hear her.
I knew because I had been there, too.
There were another three beds in the grim room that the nurses had desperately tried to cheer up by ha
Hostage MindAllow me the pleasure of telling you the truth;
of your beloved little reality.
The curtains that blow and billow such as the limbs of a willow,
the curtains that gather and flow over your sleeping form,
they are nothing more than tattered fabric,
hanging limp and suffocating your room.
Moonlight that filters lushly around your fortress from out the clouds,
the moonlight that touches silvers jewels and shines of them,
it's nothing more than feeble, watery rays,
occasionally sneaking in through those torn drapes.
The vibrant colours of the outside woods,
the colours that shine of autumn and spring and warm things,
they are merely illusions, abstract creations of your mind,
available only when you're sleeping.
You see, child, it's all up there;
it's your own imagination that's holding you hostage.
memories don't just fadeMy eyes are red and bloodshot, with low-lying eyelids.
I widen them; it stings a little.
So I squeeze them shut, and open them again
- very slowly.
I've been sobbing on my pillow; it's smudged with my mascara.
Why didn't I take my makeup off before I went to bed?
What was the point of that question?
I sigh, I know exactly why there's no room in my mind
for thoughts about skincare.
I turn back to the mirror on my bedside, and trail my gaze down from my pathetic eyes
toward a purple gash running diagonally from my cupids bow
to the left side of my cheek.
My lip is split, so it hurts to talk now.
"If I slice your mouth sweetie, you'll remember that you mustn't talk." That's what was said.
My body jolts, I turn the mirror away. I don't want to look at my face anymore.
I shut my eyes - gingerly, to save myself pain -
and I tried my very best
to go to sleep.
Smells of ink,
Still warm from the printer.
Choose the best answer
Not the three that are good.
We are brainwashed;
There is only one right answer
Success is only measured in one way.
Filling in a bubble:
Right or wrong,
We are turned into points;
Small black circles.
But that is not life;
There is not always one right answer.
There are good choices
And all right choices.
There are bad choices too,
But we are not defined by them.
We can change our minds,
Change our path.
Some paths may be better than others,
But we can still be successful.
Not all choices are good or bad,
Right or wrong.
Some are just different.
Some are just choices.
Rose on a grave.Was it just yesterday that you left my life?
Every minute feels like an eon
And every breath hurts like a knife.
Will I make it to the dawn?
Dear God, will you tell her that I'm sorry
For not being there when it happened?
Dear God, will you tell her that story
About the lost ship and the angry captain?
Dear God, will you sing her to sleep
Every night that she's lonely?
Dear God, will you tell her to keep
In mind that she's the one and only?
Dear God, will you tell her that I wasn't mad
When I didn't pick up the phone?
Dear God, will you tell her that I'm sad
And that I'll never leave her alone?
Dear God, will you tell her that I love her,
So much that it aches?
Tell her that now she knows what was above her
Because she didn't have time to push on the brakes.
Dear God, tell her that I'll never forget
Her blue eyes and sweet voice
Tell her that I'll never regret
She'd always be my first choice.
Dear God, tell her that our little boy
Is really proud of his mom
Tell her that he finds joy
The Skies bleed redThey shout,
The skies are red, the skies are red,
But that's not what I see.
I see a land that seems well bled-
A sight saved just for me.
I watch as clouds of cotton floss
Shed bombs through spiral stairs.
I watch them shatter upon the earth,
And leave it burnt and bare.
Oh, where are the cold stone buildings gone
That once stood tall and strong?
Where are the bustling, bursting throngs
That filled the streets? What's wrong?!
At once the world swells and sways,
The reds turn ghastly white.
Through the mists of my cluttered mind,
I see a flash of light.
It leads me out into a park
With a noise I can't shake off
I hear them scream, I hear them weep,
But I see no sight thereof.
But, wait, I see! My vision clears,
I see the bleeding line
Of bodies bare, of scared death masks
And oh no! That one's mine!
My face lies pale, my eyes as misted
As they must have been
To all the world, for the things I saw
They could never have seen.
I lie shattered in a pool of crimson,
My body is so finely ble
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