Once upon a time,
a girl was happy.
Once upon a time,
her world got turned upside down.
(As if someone had put it in a blender)
But then one day,
she woke up and realized
that it was okay.
It was okay,
because it was an adventure.
It was okay,
because it was only one door.
Just one door closing,
and another opening
My soul still,
the wind drops to a silent hush,
the seas breathe deep and easy.
My heart slows,
as the birds rest,
and the world sleeps.
My mind searches,
for a simple answer
why?
My wings spread,
and quietly take flight,
as my soul,
finds unexpressible
Peace.
Sorrow,
over what was lost,
what was found,
what was left.
Sorrow,
over what was hurt,
what was healed,
what was given.
Sorrow,
over what was said,
what was felt,
and what was heard.
Sorrow,
over the past month,
weak,
and year.
Yet I find peace
in the raving current,
the howling winds,
and the still air.
Once upon a time,
a girl was happy.
Once upon a time,
her world got turned upside down.
(As if someone had put it in a blender)
But then one day,
she woke up and realized
that it was okay.
It was okay,
because it was an adventure.
It was okay,
because it was only one door.
Just one door closing,
and another opening
My soul still,
the wind drops to a silent hush,
the seas breathe deep and easy.
My heart slows,
as the birds rest,
and the world sleeps.
My mind searches,
for a simple answer
why?
My wings spread,
and quietly take flight,
as my soul,
finds unexpressible
Peace.
Sorrow,
over what was lost,
what was found,
what was left.
Sorrow,
over what was hurt,
what was healed,
what was given.
Sorrow,
over what was said,
what was felt,
and what was heard.
Sorrow,
over the past month,
weak,
and year.
Yet I find peace
in the raving current,
the howling winds,
and the still air.
Sometimes, late at night, I stay awake and type away on the computer I am trying to write myself a letter like that of Valerie. Yet, with each attempt, I find myself growing farther away from myself all of the things I have learned swirl around in my head, all of the ideals and morals and insights and even false conclusions, generosities of literature past, folklore and childrens rhymes with hidden meanings I look back on myself to find that I have learned so much . Only to isolate my own mind from everyone. I have spent days analyzing the worlds finest literature and art only to lock the knowledge up inside
Wait, she commanded, grabbing his shoulder and spinning him round to face her. Dont give up on me. Dont leave me alone because youre afraid I dont love you. Dont deny me because youre not strong enough to hold yourself up on your own. She fell back and shrank into a corner, her hand reaching up to claw at her skin, her arm clenched around her chest.
You cant believe that Im that strong, no matter how cunning I may be. You cant be that much of a fool. Not with me. You can&
Twist the lock, meld the key, become a child and slam on the gas
Tears drip out my ears and nostrils, but never my eyes- never show fear
As I embrace my very creature core,
Static pulsing throughout my veins,
Feeling the cords of independence pull me onward,
I grow young and I grow old,
And the winds of change sweep me away
Somehow, I am not sad.
I am
Ready.
gray skies
black clouds
the storm is coming
but there is no ground to hold onto
one man sings
and the other marches
and the last man is clueless to the beat
the man that sings made music for me to dance to
he made the words hold me close and safe
but he hasn't sang for years on end until now
as he sings the clouds roll in
the man who marches
he's a perfect soldier
his grace and confidence overflow from within him
i tried to march with this strong soldier man but i tripped and fell and hurt him so
now he marches on my heart as it breaks and fills with rain
the man who is clueless to the beat
i swear to love him best
he walks
Cold Fear/Goodbye
I run to my room, scared out of my mind
I look to the floor, and what do I find?
A puddle of blood, soaking my feet
What untimely fate shall I meet?
I search myself for wounds, not one in sight
I try not to shudder with all my might
When I see where the source of all the crimson is
I see my heart, and I listen to every word it says;
"If someone dares to tie you down,
Take your faith, run you around,
Run run run, for it will be too late
If you hand your life over to fate."
So I shattered my window with my bare hands
I ran and ran to my hearts demands
For this world has been dragging me down
Why even worry when
I still love you.
I still want you.
Why say what I mean in so many words when I could simply say it in four?
I can't forget you.
I'll always miss you.
Why not slow down-for once-and say what I feel instead what I wish I felt?
I still think of you.
And I can't stand her.
Yes, it's true that I'm not who I pretend to be; I'm not that strong.
But I'll never tell- I'll just keep pretending.
Save you from the pain,
Save the world from knowing that I am exactly what I repudiate
But I'll always love you.
I'll always miss you.
Current Residence: US Favourite genre of music: everything Favourite style of art: manga MP3 player of choice: ipod Favourite cartoon character: Jar-Jar Binks Personal Quote: Whatever
So nothing much is going on.
Most of my friends are either out of town, live out of state, or on the other side of town and playing phone tag. Still taking SAT prep course...oh and I umm registered for this deb model search. You guys know I'm not that big of a fan of modeling, but I decided it wouldn't hurt to try and win the contest. So I was wondering if you guys would vote for me starting August 30th. I'll let you know how to vote when I get more information on that. Anyway I hope you guys are having a good summer. mine is slow, but I'm glad. Like I said; "Oh Sweet Drudgery"
-don't tell me if it contradicts. haha love you guys!
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I'm still a bit in shock. in 11 days I will be 17. Who let me live this long? Is it even possible? wow. I don't know how to respond...On the other hand I had a blast at music camp and on the way to boston, my grandparents and I stopped at the VMI museum-known as the Hall of Valor. It works if you goolge hall of valor civil war museum, if you want it's actually pretty cool. THe house that is still one the grounds was the one that the familiy hid in during the battle and is still standing and partly redon. I have some of the most beautiful pictures of the mountains and when I get the chance I'll post, they're absolutely beautiful, I wish you g