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Friday, August 17, 2007


*listening to Longing from DoC as my brother plays in the next room, banging head and dancing around* Sorry. I love Gackt. He's awesome!

Ooh... and now my brother is at the last chapter, A Final Chaotic. Good for him!

Anyway, it's 6:34 P.M., and I am okay. Sleepy, as always, but okay. I haven't really done much today except meet my old teachers. They were all smiley and happy at the middle school, and talking about how much I'd grown since then. Duh! In sixth grade, I wasn't even five feet tall. Now I'm officially 5'10". Yay!!! --not that that's really that much of a good thing, considering as I'm supposed to grow to be 6'2"-- *leaves to go eat dinner*

6:51 p.m.--I'm back!!! Hi.

Begins listening to the cool music of the Omega Coccoon. Awesome... Yeah, I like the DoC music. I really want the soundtrack.

Hmm... well, school starts in *gulp* four days. That isn't right. Ack!!!

Oh, and I wrote a poem--lemme go get it... *trods upstairs*

Okay, well, here it is, in the raw and unedited form (for those of you who saw my other one, it was really just a random thing I wrote. I really am good at poetry... I think).

Giving Up:

I stand here in this facade
Where I cannot show my true
face. Alone, chained to my heart, only
seeing my true souul's pleading face.
Stuck here, unsure of what is right,
whether to fall to the darkness or to
fight for the light. So I stand here,
unsure, with wounds that are still
festering and unable to heal or
scar. And it's only because I won't
let it go.

My soul funs many times deeper and darker
than I have the strength to really show.
So I pull on my mask of false
happiness, unable to die or grow. Because
I'm stuck here, unable to let anything
go.

All the lights are fading fast, my friends'
flourescent faces with anxious smiles. I won't let
myself reach out to them, for them my insanity and
scares would show. I struggle to hold on
to whatever rock will have me when all I really want is to fall. I just stare at
the black, ready to grab onto my guilty,
to wait for the moment where I'll stop
fighting either way, and let gravity take
its hold.

--Valentineismine

Um, I hope you like it *begins listening to Redemption and starts dancing again* In most cases, I can't stay sad for long. Redemption
rocks!!! Woot!

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