the one

the first official poem that i have written in about three years.  it likely needs revision.  it has a very simple structure and some fairly obvious rhymes.  extra stanzas could be added to tell more of an in depth story.  i would not say it is anything special or my best work, but it is a start in the right direction.  this experience makes me wish i had someone who could help me with revisions.  creative writing classes are likely a good option for the future.

The One

I beckoned you back to me.

I cannot believe I ever set you free.

And you returned, running.

My God, it felt so stunning.

The truth is, we belong together.

Without you, there is no closure.

Lovers destined to one last gasp,

Miserable in each other's clasp.

I yearned for your suffocating grip

On my soul, the ties I could not clip.

You created the whole within my heart.

Filling it has become a useless art.

Nothing am I without you.

Eyes fixed on the sky, so blue.

Whenever I think I can fly free,

Of my barriers, you remind me.

This identity is all I have ever known.

It is manifested deep in my bones.

My dreams lie useless on a shelf.

Never meant to accomplish them myself.

My scars remind me that I am property

Of this illness that stripped my dignity

Straight out of my weak hands

Before I got a chance to make other plans.

You are the only lover I ever deserved.

This fate shall not be disturbed.

Soul mates until the bitter end.

My depression, my only friend.

Nightmares Are For Dreamers

dreams come when you're in a very light sleep. when you're not too exhausted so your mind can still function. i guess i've just been far too tired lately, because i haven't dreamt in forever. the last dream i had was about this girl whom i hate with a passion becoming my step-sister and then all of a sudden she was cool. such a shame she couldn't become cool in real life also. never mind. to be frank among the commencement, i want to have a nightmare. for pure adrenaline purposes. i wouldn't call myself an adrenaline junkie or anything severe like that, i just enjoy the thrill. i wish my mind was like a horror movie when i slept. either that or a romance novel. lmao XD i'm trying to be serious here.

the weather outside is pleasing to me now. the sky reminds me of winter the way that it is so white with clouds and the air is thin and chill. yet, the ground reminds me of autumn because it is littered with orange and red leaves that provide a satisfying crunch when your feet stomp them to smithereens. the trees are somewhere in between. a majority of them are bare and bony. however, a few are still sprinkled with tiny, shriveling leaves. i like it. winter hasn't completely taken over. soon though. very soon.

i realized a few days ago that my music taste or preference tends the change along with the seasons. most obviously, this summer i was very into pop/punk/dance whatnot. but now that the skies have darkened, i'm leaning more towards rock/screamo/hardcore. those are horrible examples of the genres i listen to. my favorite way to summarize my music is with one simple word: alternative. but, i had to compare and contrast here. any who, my preference is for dark and dreary and dismal rather than what it was in the summer bright and bouncy and bodacious. i like this change though. not like i'm forgetting my other artists or anything like that. they just aren't on my most played playlist. =]