Blackout-Child of the Past by Lonely-In-Love, literature
Literature
Blackout-Child of the Past
So i'm sitting at work, balanced on the back two legs of my chair, when i sorta blackout, and i feel like i'm someone else, somewhere, and some-when else. I tried to write it in the first person perspective i had of the vision. (for lack of a better description) words in Italics and underlined are thoughts, not spoken words.
I stand before him, noticing things with heightened senses i'm not used to. My brain picks up sights, sounds, and smells faster than i'm prepared for. He stands motionless, yet i can sense movement. I see his breathing, hear his heart beat. His eyes shift as he notices my confusion. where am i? I blink, and he's
Using distance as a shield, to keep myself protected,
And sage from a love, so lethally injected.
Trying not to fall to far, and wait for surities arrival,
To keep at least partially apart, just as a matter of survival.
Walls and barricades offer a false sence of security
as i hope this love achieves true longevity.
Waiting for the moment i can stop trying to stay strong
and praying when it comes the choice I've made isn't wrong.
Love isn't enough, i've heard, to make things succeed.
But it's a start, a beginning, to what we want to achieve.
Love is worth the effort, the cost, or so i've always thought,
worth it to achieve so
I'm helpless, hopeless; but noone knows this,
I'm fighting just to stay alive.
I just can't get over the love of another,
Can someone please tell me, Was it all a lie?
Take this love, and bury it deep,
Hide it away so noone can see.
Letting it show, brings nothing but grief,
We were a promise that you just couldn't keep.
Take these chains, off of my heart,
Shackles of pain, but they won't come apart.
Abandoned by love, divided by fear,
but i have to admit that i still want you here....
Brother's, All The Same (P1) by Lonely-In-Love, literature
Literature
Brother's, All The Same (P1)
We are not bound by blood,
We don't share a last name.
But we don't need family ties,
To say we're Brothers, all the same.
You wouldn't understand us,
You shouldnt' even try.
If we're apart for thirty years,
We'll be brothers till we die.
I know him better than myself,
I'm sure he'd say the same.
We have our own reality,
We play in yours like it's a game.
Can you understand the concept,
Of being willing to die?
To give your life willingly,
To keep your brother alive?
Can you understand the feeling,
Of knowing he'd do it too?
That in a moment of time,
He would give his life for you?
I just don't think you can,
But her
Brothers, No More(Brothers P2) by Lonely-In-Love, literature
Literature
Brothers, No More(Brothers P2)
I don't really know what to say,
It all changed so fast.
One day we were close as brothers,
The next it was all in the past.
I just don't understand it,
He doesn't seem to care.
How is a friendship of five years,
Suddenly just not there?
We said we'd always be there,
Through thick times and thin.
These days we don't even talk,
He avoids me like sin.
What happened to friendship,
And Brothers, All The Same?
I'm still not sure what happened,
Or who deserves the blame.
It used to be that i'd die for him,
As i knew he would for me.
But if i needed his help now,
Would he still be there for me?
I don't know for sure,
But it's
Fire and smoke, tears and screams
A day dawning in terror for parents and teens.
Two symbols of pride, reduced to rubble,
Hundreds of lives, popped like a bubble.
A nation proclaimed "We shall stand tall."
"We shall retaliate."
Rage coursed through us all.
Sorrow and sadness, anger and rage,
Brought to a boil by the cowards of the age.
Two towers have fallen, One Nation shall not.
Many heroes have risen, gaining glory they hadn't sought,
Helping to save lives, hoping it wasn't for naught.
Under watchful eyes,
One Nation slept.
Under smoky skies,
A statue wept.
My friends are my family
Holding me here
Giving me hope
For one more year
they don't know
Couldn't begin to guess
That without them
My life would be a mess
If it weren't for them
I couldn't be here
Couldn't take this life
No longer is death something i fear
My parents are useless
They don't even care
My mother full of self pity
And dad's concern is very rare
I hate coming home
To this place I call hell
School is a blessing
Until the last bell
I have to go home
To go through it again
If life is a nightmare
Is death waking up?
My friends don't know
Couldn't begin to guess
That without them
My life would be death
Yo
My life is a joke
I feel like I'm worthless
Everything is my fault
How could God be so thoughtless?
I have to escape this black empty shell
This void of anger that I call Hell
I feel like I'm trapped
Like a rat in a cage
Like eating a bullet
Just to end this rage
My friends don't know
My family ignores
They don't understand
Just walk out the door
I can't accept it
Can't stand it anymore
I can't feel the pain as I'm hitting the floor
Everything is black, just like my life
I have to accept this,
I don't even feel the knife...
There is a darkness inside me
A veil I cannot pierce
It sucks in the light, and gives nothing back
A black hole in my soul
A scar I cannot heal
This place is my sanctuary
My haven of peace
The darkness expands
I see nothing but black
Rage bubbles up
Peace shatters around me,
The shards stabbing my mind
Pain fills my world
A scream tears my throat,
An animal sound
Years of pain and hurt, echoing around
I let it build up,
I kept it inside
But I am full now,
With a pain I can no longer hide
Distrust and Betrayal stab at me like knives,
Daily I wish i lived other peoples lives
My emotions are gone,
all but love, rage, and h
Lifes a Bitch
And then you die
We've heard it before
It's not a lie
You try to win
To do your best
Try not to sin
To pass the Test
Nobody cares
Or even tries
To help you out
When you're left with despair
When you're all alone
And ready to end it
Remember me and our love as you left it
I was always there
Always willing to try
To make you laugh when you we're ready to cry
Remember me and the love that we lost
Remember me and the price that it cost
My fear is a grave
Buried deep inside me
I keep it hidden
So no one can see
As hard as I try
It will never leave
I want to tell someone
I want to speak
But that too is a part of my fear
Buried so deep
It forces its way up
A threatening flood
And I wonder if next time
I will be so strong
As to keep this flood down
Down where it belongs
Or if next time
It will open the grave
And flood my mind
Or if I'll survive the flood
One more time
Day turns to night
And darkness is spread
Looking into the past is useless
And our future is dead
Behind your eyes
I see nothing but pain and hate
I'm sorry for your anguish
But this was ordained by fate
There's nothing I could do
I can't lie any longer
I would take your pain into me
If only I were stronger
I wish you no ill
To torture your soul
I'm sorry I hurt you
For this was not my goal
My soul is broken,
It is shattered, the pieces scattered.
Floating around me, these pieces reflect
Not light, but life,
The life I have come to regret.
Like the eyes of a demon, the pieces stare back
Anger and hatred, my mind going black.
I run from them all, trying to find,
Some hold on sanity, in the darkness of my mind.
I turn a corner and slow,
Finding myself in a warm comforting glow.
The darkness recedes,
The eyes turn away,
Your forgiving warmth keeping the demons at bay.
I have found my hold, and sanity is certain,
For your love parts my darkness like a curtain.
You are my sanity, my hold on reality.
You are my love,
Strength- Having the ability to overcome the obstacles in your chosen path, not always physically, but emotionally and mentally as well.
Honor- Doing what you feel is right, whether others approve or not; or whether they'll ever know you did.
Perseverance- Not allowing yourself to fail or give up in the presence of those who would wish it, or out of it.
Courage- Not the absence of fear, but doing what needs to be done even though you may face your greatest fears in doing so.
Fortitude- Keeping ones presence of mind and continuing to function in the face of pain, be it physical, mental, or emotional.
The Five..
These five qualities are
Current Residence: Holts Summitt, Mo Favourite genre of music: Punk, Rock, Rap Favourite photographer: Robert Mekis robertmekis.da.com Favourite style of art: Surreal Operating System: XP Home MP3 player of choice: Windows Media 10 Shell of choice: What's a Shell? Wallpaper of choice: Louis Royo's Fallen Angel Skin of choice: bah......doesn't matter Favourite cartoon character: FOAMY THE SQUIRRELL(the lord and master) Personal Quote: Old habits die hard when you can't seem to stop, cut again, begin anew, and the blood begins to
Favourite Visual Artist
Boris Valejo, Frank Frazetta
Favourite Movies
Save the Last Dance
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
3 Days Grace
Favourite Writers
Tie, Edgar Allan Poe, and Robert Jordan
Favourite Games
Everquest II
Favourite Gaming Platform
Xbox
Tools of the Trade
A Pen, a notebook, and a quiet place in the woods or by the ocean.
Other Interests
Reading, Martial Arts, Computers, Writing,...hmm...that's about it
In a not-so-random conversationwith someone on the subject of suicide, i've come to an epiphany. I've always thought of myself as strong. I struggle on my own, even if asking for help would make things easier. I fight my own battles, win or lose my own wars. I hold five ideals sacred, that the very idea of suicede mocks. Suicide is weakness. Suicide is forfeit. Suicide is Surrender. It was like running full speed into a brick wall. It seems so obvious, why hasn't this hit me before? I need to re-orient myself. I need to find again what it is to be ME, and live by what i know to be right. I want to be able to honestly say that i no
Once again back to the place where i feel like i'm useless. Again, feeling like no matter what i do, or how hard i try, nothing will ever work or be enough. And more sad, self-pity laden journal entries no one reads, but it's ok, it's for me, not you. Why can't love be easy? Is it selfish to want to be the most important one for just once? To want to be loved as much as i love? Selfish or no, it's what i feel. To just once, honestly believe that i can fall forever, and not worry about hitting the bottom....but i can't. No matter how good things seem to be, there's always a pitfall ahead. Things i can't control like having the money f