When I Was Young...
#21 of poetry, both old and new just a small poem i wrote this morning. i had a dream of what i would call my perfect reality, and decided to share it here. i hope you like it. after all, we all have our dreams...
And I Shall Rest
But i will not forget, sun going down, but it aint down yet. i may be tired and weary, and a cold wind chilling me, but i will reach for rest from grieving and i shall at last be free.
I am back!
There were a lot of things that i had thought were smaller but were in fact much bigger than i expected.
How I Came to Be
This is the story about how i became the awesome ender dragon i am today. you would probably look at me and think, "he's always been a dragon." but you would be wrong. i might look like it now, but i was not born a dragon only reborn as one.
How i started
A little background, i love in arizona, so it gets pretty hot.
I have no clue!
"oh i know who sent you! come to me so i can kill you with my own hands!" tingles and excitement shoot throw to franks head.
I had this dream
How am i supposed to tell this thing how i feel? how i felt this whole time, only getting stronger while i was stuck at university, far away from your laugh, your smile? echoes can't tie up loose ends, rhen... though, i-i... i guess you didn't know.
I Do Me
Writing one may say; i have said, (though that's the most simplified shorthand) in actuality there's so much happening behind my scene that you'd never be able to see i do not merely write i create, through feels intense thought transcribes
I need a Miracle
It was with this comment i first noticed how weak i felt. my muscles ached and i felt as though i had not eaten for at least a month.
I will wait for you.
i will wait for you.
The one I love
This is for my lover ;) so i hope you all enjoy i must have you for all myself no one must have you but i. i love it when you slam you knot to me make us tied. with your dark brown eyes i melt into the gazze. it's like be in a fire when it's in a blaze.
Memories | Chapter I
Quickly, i splashed water in my face, coating my fur in cold water that jolted me back into my senses. this was me. there was no lying about who i was. i was me. i was me. i was me.