Friday, January 21, 2005

   maple story
Okay..Maple Story the MMRPG that people love and hate. Me..i like the game its cool and plus...its cartoons that i control. I better share all my happieness now 'cuz when my birthday rolls around i will be pinched and hit to death. I love my friends. Oh yes..InuYasha the movie: Affections Touching Across Time i can't believe my dad bought it for 5bucks im soooo happy!XD It was very good i liked it. Miroku is quite the character. Best part was with the weiners that look like little octopus/squidly creatures.Overall the movie was great.

I think this post is inneed of one of my poems =P

In shadows growing wings:

able to think of many things
of past, present and future to come
wondering when life will become undone

crouched in a corner counting
as i pull out feathers, scattered
they belong on the wall for mounting
gathering pieces of life shattered

i close my eyes to see the night
stars roam with their life bright
to be with them i wish i could
but my light is dim so i misunderstood

at times like these it comes to mind
the option of leaving the world behind
and yet i wonder.....
wondering to be remembered, belong and beloved
to even be dreamed of

its times like these i wish to rest
without a burden on my chest
but not possible as i die
sitting crouched in a corner wondering why......
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   so...how about that DDR...
argh!! so tired...DDR is the best in the west to make a person like me tired. i cant wait til my birfday i hope it will be a blast.
I need more Digimon mangas that would be great...actually... anything would be great...
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Tuesday, January 18, 2005

   Harow everyone!....if there is anyone...
since this thing is supposed to be like a journal/diary of the events of my day i shall tell just a bit of what happened. Today was an okay day nothing major happened except a message was the highlight of it. Hence the post. I dont have much to say for now except that im tired from the lock-in at my school and fed up with life, just a bit at the moment so i decided to place a poem along with this post in particular.

My Black In Heart

my black in heart
in my grasp
beating to a pulse unimaginable
i mask the pain
as its vitality weakens

my black in heart
where putrid life blooms, a disease
letting it return to my system
i fall to the ground and suffer the poison
as i endure the burn of new growth surging inside

my black in heart
long ago was trivial and brittle
now deadly black coursing through my veins
my heart is now of little importance
nothing will be the same

my black in heart
sweet words cannot penitrate
they are no longer wanted in my hearts chambers
it is now that i am alone
as i grow darker within the shadows i grow apart as well

my black in heart
consuming will of bloody carnage
i want to break free and start over
fear to kill i grow scared and confused
i want to live again, a new.....
but for now, i see black

This was my first poem i wrote. Tell me what u think....if there is anyone...
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