Friday NightYou're like a warm bowl of oatmeal on a cold Sunday morning.The rose on your cheeks brings a smile to my lips.And delights my eyes.
Elle and Mias Chapter 3Elle woke to a pounding in her head.Not again, she grumbled."Muuuunnngghhh."She ruffled her brow. Dear god, please let this all have been a bad dream. Please. I'm just going to open my eyes and
Elle peeked at her surroundings. Slowly she raised her head and hoped that her 10x11 dorm room would greet her with its faded paint and dingy light.Was there always this much green in our dorm? Maybe we have a mold problem. Please, be a mold problem. Please be a
As her eyes began to focus, it became more and more apparent to Elle that she was not in her dorm room. One-hundred foot tall trees towered over her. Leaves, dirt, moss, were everywhere she turned. Elle blinked. Was she in a forest?Elle massaged her head. Well, a forest is much better than being trapped with that sex-crazed kidnapper. "Oh good, you're awake." A tenor voice called out to her.Elle stiffened. Would this nightmare never end? I thought I escaped! Hesitantly, El
Elle and Mias Chapter 9"What is your name?""Do you need to know the name of your food?""Would you eat an unknown food presented to you?""So long as it didn't look weird or smell bad."The ghoul leaned in and sniffed her.Elle was annoyed. She crossed her arms. "It's not going to take long for some very demented and terrible people to come after me and find me. I would prefer to be dead when they arrive. I hate to rush you, but could you stop picking at your food?""Name?" The ghoul leaned back, raising an eyebrow.Defeated, Elle plopped her head into her hand and rested her elbow upon her knee. "Elle."The ghoul smiled, showing ghastly long, sharp teeth. "Nice to meet you Elle, my name is Leadbury. Galfridus Leadbury, but I prefer to be called Leadbury.""Nice to meet you, Leadbury. Now, are you going to eat me or not?"Leadbury looked her over once more, sniffing the air. He reached out a clawed paw. Elle closed her eyes. This was it. She would escape.She felt a definitive poke, as the ghoul's paw pushe
8-11-11If I could see,I'd let my eyes glaze over with your smile.If I could hear,I'd let you whisper as many sweet nothings in my earAs possible.If I could speak,I'd tell you I love you.If I were aliveI'd let you live your life,And finally tell you:It wasn't your fault.
DreamsDreamsAugust 13, 2011A meaning given to the life one holdsFeelings risen from chances rolledA reason to move and goNever stopping to the winds of woeDeep inside it consumesBecoming a part of the future that loomsAlways smiling in your heartBecause you know from it you will never partAmbition burning to the lights of fateHoping it's not too lateThe path you take to the reach this goalFilled with twists and turns in your soulWill bring happiness and fortunes untoldBecause in it there is something formedUnyielding for all of timeA will riddled with thorns that climbYet shining at its coreNever to fall, but to soarHigh into a clear, blue skySurrounded by a breeze that does not lieNever regrettingA life, lived.
What Can't You Do?What can't you do?July 6, 2011I'm so glad I found this;The art of exist.With it there is no limit-Nothing you can't mimic.You stand in a white, blank roomWith a world of words waiting to boom.What can't you do?That list would make quite a bland stew.With a rhyme here, and a rhyme there,You can run around the room as fast as a mare.But why stop there? You can run even faster!Then not even a cheetah could match your laughter.A beautiful purple flower comes to lifeAs you lie down in a field without strife.Even the heavens cannot escape your sightAs you gaze upon the stars of an endless night.Colors swirl in dances anewIn blends that you never knew.They Shine so brightlyThat you cannot help but smile politely.Happiness awaitsJust as sadness awakes.There is no limit to things one can feelbecause in this world, nothing can conceal.Murders with knives covered in bloodConfessions like a love filled flood.Tears fall in riversForming oceans born of shivers.Dread and
He Took Her, But Made Me StayI remember I was crying,As I held her tight,She whispered in my ear,"My life ends tonight."She said God was taking her,So her father couldn't touch,I cried and whispered back,"But i'll miss you to much."She said, "we'll meet again,But for now this is goodbye."I tried to make her stay,I said, "I can't let you die."She said, "it must happen,God doesn't like me here."She said I should be happyAs she cried one final tearShe told me not to cryAnd that I shouldn't worryThen I said to her"Hayden, i'm so sorry."She looked back at meShe asked a simple, "why?"I looked away then said,"For making you die."She said she didn't blame me,I just wanted a friend,We both needed a person,To help our hearts mend.I looked back at her,She looked really sad,I asked, "Can't God,Just take your dad?"She looked at the sky,Said, "God can't take him away,For daddy is on Satan's side,So on Earth he must stay."She looked back at me,We were both really sad,Then I said to her,"But
Whispered SecretsHollywood is a city filled with unrivaled allure, charm, and excitement. Always awake, it never sleeps. Holding secrets that are whispered everywhere.Indulge first, repent later.