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Monday, March 6, 2006


I had to write this for my english class and I really liked the way it turned out so ya I'm posting it.

I would give myself optimism if a gift like that could be handed off. However it wouldn’t be the type where one feels happy constantly, because I feel that is impossible. No it would merely be the faith part. The side of optimism in which one looks to the future and really does see a future, to be able to comprehend the idea that, yes, good events can occur later on in time, and that maybe even in the present something worth wild may arise. I would not be shaded from the world any longer. I would not see decay as the way we live our lives. Optimism would give me light, it would chase away the decaying darkness and bring with it something filled with hope.
The fear of waking each day would end leading to a want unlike any thing else. I would no longer watch the rainbow I would become the rainbow. I would be a glittering streak of color across the sky leading to the pot of gold…leading to something worth some happiness.
My optimism would become a knife stabbed through my mask, and as the knife pulled away along with it could, and would, follow My Lie. No more pretending, no more laughing at things I care not for, no more acting like I have optimism because I finally would. I could finally be true. I could finally be what everyone had groomed me to become. And though it sounds as though I still wouldn’t be me, though it seems I would still be a form of a living lie. I would not. I could never be. I’m not just me. I am the result of failure and success. I am the outcome of a sever war and loving peace. I am a mix of everyone I have met and everyone I will meet. And all these things will come together to create a person filled with faith, hope, and the simple belief that ‘no’ is never the end, that, yes, I have a chance to be that streak of color in a bright blue sky.

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