Saturday, November 18, 2006

Façade
Ignoring the pain
Thinking maybe it’ll go away,
If I forget it long enough.
A happy smile,
A joyous laugh
To cover up all the shitty stuff.
Skin that burns,
When eyes are closed
My dreams are on fire.
Put on a face
That everyone loves
It suites their every desire.
Make believe
That I’m okay
No tears can ever run.
Heart that sinks
And hates to love
Lock myself away from any fun.
A mind that hides
Behind the eyes
Putting on a brave front.
No one will know
That in my mind
Emotions are on the hunt.


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Okay, I'm so sorry I haven't been on lately. I kind of forgot about this site >.<. I know, no need to tell me that I suck at life. It happens. Well, I made that poem (the one above) today. Please comment on it, and I'll get around to comment on your stuff. THANKS A BUNCH, MY PEEPS!
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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Yes, I'm a very bad person for not messaging anyone for the past, uh... 2 weeks? Forgive me. I'll do that as soon as I can. It's been 4 days since I lost the Internet... and I just got it back a few hours ago. Anyhoo, remember I said that I was working on a new story "Apocalypse"? Well, I finished the prologue. I think it's good, but that's just me... Oh! Here's a section of the prologue:

Burning hail blasted down onto earth, never relenting in its destruction. The dark, foreboding clouds seemed to glow red from the heat of the fire. And at that moment, Alex knew why she couldn’t get hold of her mother. She knew why so many people seemed to just fade away. Her tears fell, each one feeling more and more like the fire that fell from the sky. She got her wish… God decided to show up.

“No, John,” she said to herself. “No, we’re not safe.”

And it had begun, the beginning of the end. Where hell’s forged hands rose up and grasped the earth, strangling it in a suffocating mass. Brother turned against brother, causing the earth to quake under their feet. And when the sun burned black and the moon became the color of blood, the night sky unleashed its starry tears. Earth, once beautiful with light, was now consumed in a veil of darkness and chaos. And from the shadows of hell, came a new king. An angel-beast, banished by the one true God, seized his fiery throne. Earth’s time, as ageless as when it began, was now on the edge of a high cliff that protruded from the boiling seas. -Apocalypse (Prologue).

Well, what did you think? Okay, okay, I'm going to start commenting on you guys now. Tootles!
~Daxxie

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Saturday, October 7, 2006

A poem I made for the 5th anniversary of September 11
A Foolish Dream

I saw it on the news…
everybody did.
I saw the planes,
the explosions,
the fear.
I saw the clouds of dust
and debris
and ash.
People, ordinary people,
jumping…
forever etched in my mind.
The angered,
awful, terrifying screams…
Everything repeated and repeated
and repeated.
And still,
my eyes stayed glued to the screen.
I watched the same scenes and
heard the same sayings as if it was some sick
morbid fascination.
Slowly,
I stopped watching the news.
The fighting, the tragedy…
I wanted to be oblivious.
Ignorance is a bliss.
I thought that,
if I didn’t know what was happening,
everything would be okay.
But…
it wasn’t.
People kept on fighting
and dying…
and my little haven seemed no more.
Now,
all I wish is for peace…
a foolish dream that may
never come true.


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