How I got there, I don't remember. Being the only one there, I couldn't possibly find help. Nothing but the cold dead silence. Nothing but white pulsing throughout-throughout what? What could I call something that wasn't there? It wasn't nothing nor was it solid...Space. That's all it could be, Space. Just ongoing angkasa never ending. No horizon. No vanishing point. Nothing to see except white. It was all just space.
I was seeing through my mind, yet I still felt that burning sensation. Tears just welling up behind a thin layer of skin around my eyes. I began to alih foward, not walk, run, nor fly atau float...I just moved. How I knew I was moving when nothing seemed to change? I don't know...I felt it.
Finally, a small object creating a faint shadow over the nothingness, as though giving me ground to walk on. My body knew what to do, it grounded itself and began to approach this object without waiting for my mind's reaction. I made the object out to be a step-ladder though it tok me some time to process it.
A step-ladder, made for climbing. Does this mean I have to get to higher ground? Usually people and Haiwan do that when there's trouble....Does it mean if I stay down here I will be in trouble? Either way, I must climb this ladder. It's so small though..Can something so small keep me safe? After a moment of pondering this, I finally decided to accept the ladder's help.
I lifted my foot to place it upon the first step, yet something seemed off. I mean I was sure I lifted my foot, yet both my feet remained planted on the ground. I tried again with my other foot...Nothing. I could feel them successfully moving yet whenever I looked down, there they were, the same place as they've always been.
Maybe I'm on the wrong side of the ladder... I tried to walk around the object, feeling the sensation of movement. I remembered being satisfied with my quick thinking under such circumstances while I successfully maneuvered around to the other side-Wait...No...That's not right... Much to my horror I hadn't moved an inch, I was still on the same side as I have been. I knew this because of the ladder's shadow.
I had begun to feel a sense of panic grow within my chest, my mind screaming as though it was trying to get out of my body! I try to run towards the ladder, I felt my legs pumping but to no avail! I lept at the ladder, my feet lifting from the gound and yet there I was still rooted to the spot! I jogged, sprinted, crawled, threw myself to the ground! I even tried to flee from it...But no I was permanently trapped, silently weeping. Not even my tears were real.
I was helpless and alone. I didn't even have anyone to express my frustrations to. All I could do was stand there and look at that step-ladder. Just stand there...
I was seeing through my mind, yet I still felt that burning sensation. Tears just welling up behind a thin layer of skin around my eyes. I began to alih foward, not walk, run, nor fly atau float...I just moved. How I knew I was moving when nothing seemed to change? I don't know...I felt it.
Finally, a small object creating a faint shadow over the nothingness, as though giving me ground to walk on. My body knew what to do, it grounded itself and began to approach this object without waiting for my mind's reaction. I made the object out to be a step-ladder though it tok me some time to process it.
A step-ladder, made for climbing. Does this mean I have to get to higher ground? Usually people and Haiwan do that when there's trouble....Does it mean if I stay down here I will be in trouble? Either way, I must climb this ladder. It's so small though..Can something so small keep me safe? After a moment of pondering this, I finally decided to accept the ladder's help.
I lifted my foot to place it upon the first step, yet something seemed off. I mean I was sure I lifted my foot, yet both my feet remained planted on the ground. I tried again with my other foot...Nothing. I could feel them successfully moving yet whenever I looked down, there they were, the same place as they've always been.
Maybe I'm on the wrong side of the ladder... I tried to walk around the object, feeling the sensation of movement. I remembered being satisfied with my quick thinking under such circumstances while I successfully maneuvered around to the other side-Wait...No...That's not right... Much to my horror I hadn't moved an inch, I was still on the same side as I have been. I knew this because of the ladder's shadow.
I had begun to feel a sense of panic grow within my chest, my mind screaming as though it was trying to get out of my body! I try to run towards the ladder, I felt my legs pumping but to no avail! I lept at the ladder, my feet lifting from the gound and yet there I was still rooted to the spot! I jogged, sprinted, crawled, threw myself to the ground! I even tried to flee from it...But no I was permanently trapped, silently weeping. Not even my tears were real.
I was helpless and alone. I didn't even have anyone to express my frustrations to. All I could do was stand there and look at that step-ladder. Just stand there...
I wrote this is five minutes. Not that good, I know.
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope anda enjoy.
Read to the rhythym anda would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat sejak his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the seterusnya time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
It's in the point of view of a fire.
It's in a fireplace in a living room.
Hope anda enjoy.
Read to the rhythym anda would
'The Night Before Christmas'
I flickered and jumped
and sat on the logs
and watched as the human
kicked off his clogs.
The dog soon followed
and sat sejak his side
and they soon were asleep
and my flame soon died.
But a flicker did linger
and I wondered a bit.
When would be the seterusnya time
that I would be lit?
-starwarsfangirl
5/4/10
I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two sejak fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make Cinta to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the Ros are dying
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two sejak fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make Cinta to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the Ros are dying
jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a merah jambu baju and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do anda have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do anda wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do anda have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do anda wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.
'do anda know why?"
'well,she berkata something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come sejak my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
'do anda know why?"
'well,she berkata something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.
"you dont think.."
"maybe.where else could she have gone?"
"come sejak my house after school,i have plan."
After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.
"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.
"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.
"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.
"texas"
she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.
"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.
"you must be on drugs," she said
"what?"
"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?
"yep,wee going to texas"
poem 1:the world
the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world
Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for anda to hate
seasons so great
we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world
poem 2:love
there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love
Cinta is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love
Cinta is power
Cinta is strong.
thats why Cinta songs
are so very strong
Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)
in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near
Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song
thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember anda hum.
im sorry i must run.
the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world
Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for anda to hate
seasons so great
we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world
poem 2:love
there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love
Cinta is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love
Cinta is power
Cinta is strong.
thats why Cinta songs
are so very strong
Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)
in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near
Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song
thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember anda hum.
im sorry i must run.
I remember the times of the i Cinta you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But anda come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights anda stayed.
The child in me, from the times anda loved me.
The debt anda owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time anda spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that anda are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when anda apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
and times when it was i hate you.
But anda come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights anda stayed.
The child in me, from the times anda loved me.
The debt anda owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time anda spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that anda are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when anda apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
