A tiring day's endShe went into her bedroom without turning on the light. From the outside, in the background, came the noise of the city nestled in a rainy, autumn evening. It had been a tiring day, and she sank on the mattress as soon as she took off her shoes, wearing the big headphones that had just bought. She closed her eyes and turned on the I-pod, breathing deeply as the music began to spread in the environment, calming her, talking to her and expressing that same state of anguished rage that nowadays was completely filling her days.
La fine di una giornata pesanteEntrò nella propria camera da letto senza nemmeno accendere la luce, mentre da fuori, sullo sfondo, provenivano i rumori della città immersa in una piovosa serata autunnale. Era stata una giornata pesante, e la ragazza si lasciò ricadere sul materasso non appena si fu sfilata le scarpe, indossando subito dopo le grandi cuffie che aveva appena comprato. Chiuse gli occhi ed accese l'ipod, respirando profondamente mentre la musica iniziava a diffondersi nell'ambiente, calmandola, parlando per lei ed esprimendo quello stesso stato di angosciata rabbia che ormai riempiva completamente le sue giornate.
The ideas run awayFor a moment, everything freezes in my headand the ideas, achieved so laboriouslyrun away, all of a suddenleaving me sitting at a deskholding a pen and a blank sheet of paperthat's waiting in vainto be filled with fantasy...
Le idee fuggono viaPer un attimo, tutto si raggela nella mia testae le idee, così faticosamente raggiuntefuggono via all'improvvisolasciandomi seduta alla scrivania,con una penna in mano ed un foglio bianco davanti agli occhiche aspetta inutilmente di essere riempito di fantasia...
The deadly dance sinuousThe deadly, wrapped in a veil of blue and golddance sinuous for his shadow skinned kingin a swirl of crackling, fiery sparksand a silvery smile opens in the night's facerevealing a quiet, crescent moon...
La mortale danza sinuosaLa mortale, avvolta in un velo azzurro ed orodanza sinuosa per il suo re dalla pelle d'ombrain un crepitante turbinio di scintille ardentied un sorriso argenteo si apre sul volto della notterivelando un silenzioso spicchio di luna...
FireFire...I see the flames rising from the lonely mountainand in a frosty wintry swirl, the soot will rest,when the wind will eventually stop to blowon the face of the heroeswho are now facing brother Fatelooking at the dragon fly awaydirected elsewhere, defeated forever...
FuocoFuoco...Vedo delle fiamme innalzarsi dalla montagna solitariaed in un gelido turbinio invernale la fuliggine si poserà,quando il vento finirà di soffiaresul volto degli eroiche ora stanno affrontando fratello Destinoguardando il drago allontanarsi in volo,diretto altrove, sconfitto per sempre...
Finally news from you!My sad eyes light upwhile they caress the pc screena sudden wave of relief overwhelms meFinally news from you!And in a moment my mindcomes back to be all for Maxi...
I am the daughter of a sailor.There is pure sea waterrushing through my veins& my vocabulary can bejust as colorful.But,how do I begin to tell youwe all have jungles growing& growlingin our chests?-Wild, fierce,untouchableby human hands?Sometimes,I like to pretendit’s Draco residingin this chest of mine-his smokeclogging my lungs,choking &suffocating me.I have forgottenhow to writepoetry-or anything with a shredof feeling.I have no space left within myselffor celestial, fire breathing dragons-because I realize nowwhen I look in the mirror,I do not see my father.
DreamDreamI had a dream I walked through a field.I was hot and cold and sad and bold.The field was green the sky was blue,and then I saw you.Standing there,the flowers blowing with your hair.A smile upon our faces.Felt your warm embraces.Trapped between to worlds.Sad and happy.
WifeI see you there.Dancing eyes and dancing hair.Your soul is deep. Your rules are steep,and still I put up with you.Your beauty sparkles in the day.I hope you never go away.
If Truth had a tongueIf Truth had a tongueAll your armies, all your menAll your hate, against a pen Struggling poetBroken words Cold still coffeeBroken birds Against a boy- stone in handTightening hands on rubber band In his eyes see brightening hopeTo strengthen (still) the breaking rope Of justice, rights and human loveAs airplanes hover up aboveAnd I wonder, hands are shakingFaith is crumbling, words are breaking Torn up hope and spirits broken,Muting people when words are spoken, Time is racing against a pen,And I wonder once again, Who is weak, and who is strong?Who is right, and who is wrong?And I wish, whilst blood is drippingChains are beating, whips are whipping See the image- bleeding menHear the clock chime- broken pen Again I wonder and I wish If only the truth had words to speakWords to tell when days are bleak Peace to sp
.time will only heal yourwounds on the conditionyou'll let him prise themopen again, upon return
Behind this MaskYou smile at meI smile backBut when you turn aroundmy smile starts to fadeBehind this painbehind this maskis someone that you never knewa girl in painBehind this maskis a girl in painNo way to copebut to cry her heart outFaking the smilebut crying when aloneBehind this maskIs the girl you will never know
PretendAll of my life,I've played pretend.At five,I was a princess.At seven,I was a cowgirl.At ten,I was a creature of myth.Now at thirteen,I pretend to be normal.Fake a smile,fake a laugh.No one really cares,So I pretend I don't hurt.Pretend to be happy,But I'm drowning.Come with me,We can play pretend together.
Beastboys SongAHHH!!! My sis and I love the Teen Titans!I always thought Raven and Beastboy should end up together so I am forcing them to I hope you like it!-------------Raven woke up to the soft strumming of an acoustic. She looked over at her radio, off. Putting her ear up agents the wall she listened to the chords getting louder. The door opened with a soft slide. Slowly padding into the hall, Raven tuned in on the music. Her eyes widened.The music was coming from Beastboys room.---- --------Beastboy softly stroked his guitar. After he played each chord, the notes were quickly scribbled down on blank sheets of staffs. Next to the sheets were lyrics. He examined them closely and put the tune and beat into his head with the lyrics. As quietly as he could, Beastboy sang.Roses are red,Violets are blue.I can't think straight.My mind is always on you.I fight the thoughts,only to give up.I never knew someone,could have me so in love.And I can only hope,that you will love me to.Roses
Musings............Just like the deepest darkest oceans, its same...For the deepest darkest forests. No one can ever imagine what dwells with in? And just like how, all bodies of waters were contacted..In some way, or other, you could also find as were all trees, or more forests......But what would someone do? If they found out the truth? Yes....They were go between, to alien worlds. Places human kind wrote off as wild imaginations of the crazies, emotional stress. Then how would you explain, your moments of waking, when reality shifts to illusions an dreams..Astral projecting? Missing persons, our world is only so huge. You will end up going in circles. So why have we yet to find these missing people then? Once their scent/leads have gone dry? Hmm? What about demon possessions Now many believe these claims to be real. And still even at the same time, people don't and cant accept, such things, as well. Even these creatures need a play to dwell to call home too..So many answers and t
The Slender GameThe Slender Game"C'mon, play the game, its just a game, nothing will happen to you...."Summer finally came! Even though I live in Oregon, and its still cold and damp, its nice to have some little sun every once in a while. As I walk out of my home to see my friends near Woodmancy Park.Hi, my name is Jon Low, I am a normal 19 year old boy with friends and a huge imagination, my friends tend to tell me that I am a wuss and all, but I consider myself brave and strong to prove them wrong. As I continue riding my bike to the park, I can see my friends in the distance. I see Kenny, Melanie, Nichole with Kyle standing next to her, and someone else, as I get closer, I see the other person to be Lianna, my girlfriend, who is visiting me from California. I cannot wait to start this day!As we walked through the woods, holding Lianna close to me, I can't help to feel something was following us, or well, following me at least. At first I thought it wa
Snape's Love"What did they do to you?" her sweet, sweet voice, he sighed inside."Nothing, why do you care?" if she would just leave him alone she would be safe."Because they don't have a right to say, 'you exist, you must be punished,' because that's just mean. And that Potter, he's so-so-so stupid! He's only going to pull a few N.E.W.T.'s if he's really, really lucky. That's one of the reasons they don't like you, I think, you are smarter than them," poor Lily, he thought sadly. The fates weren't going to be kind to her. The runes his mother had read for him had told of heartbreak after Hogwarts. And death, but he didn't want to dwell on that."Come on, Madame Groves won't be pleased if we go to the hospital wing, we can go to that room I told you about last year.""You still know where it is?"'"Of course! And Potter and his gang don't know where it is, thank heavens. How is it that they always know where to find you?" Spasmodic Lily, Severus thought sadly. He couldn't tell her it was because
Gakuen Alice: ChangesChapter one "So this is the plan. Any questions?" Mikan Sakura said, looking up at her three companions. Two of them were boys and one of them was a girl. They were all sixteen now, and were working on their "Grand Plan" as they liked to call it. The boy directly to her left, Kei, had short, messy brown hair, with green eyes. He was quite handsome and had the Alice of invisibility. The other boy next to him was taller than Kei by about a half a foot. His name was Ryuu and he had blonde hair that came to about his earlobe. He had startling silver eyes and was even more handsome than Kei. His Alice was ice. "Just like Nobara-chan" Mikan thought. She shook those thoughts away. They only brought her sadness and anger as she remembered the past. The girl on her right was named Miho and like her name said, she was very pretty. She had long blond, almost silver hair that went down almost to her waist and blue eyes that never quiet seemed to be looking at you. Her
Gakuen Alice:A Fresh Start Ch7Chapter 7--- In Sammy's room----Sammy was crying, all alone in her room. She could not believe that Mikan had done that to a poor dragon. She'd known they were going to have to be mean to it and possibly kill it to make the students afraid of them, but t make it go through al that pain? Just to get some stares and names? She started to cry again when she heard a knock at her door. If it was Mikan she would not let her come in. "Who is it?" she called."It's me
." Came the answer. She could've sworn she heard him blush. Sammy smiled a little at the sound of his voice, and then caught herself."Come in," she commanded. He complied a little nervously."Hi Sammy-chan. I wanted to see how you were doing since
." He stopped, a far away look in his eye. One of pain, very much like hers. She started to cry again, as if on cue. Ruka looked flabberghasted. He didn't know what to do. He went and sat next to her, all the while never taking his eyes off of her. Sammy notice
Slenderman -4-The Third Arc Begins.The transition was even more abrupt this time. I found myself in a rainless thunderstorm, with strong wind and a gale of fallen leaves. I was on the ground in some forgotten city, all buildings in ruin. Large, bearded, rough-looking men were all over the place. A couple of them surrounded me, but they weren't trying to corner me. They were trying to protect me. Their backs were to me, facing one direction, and when I followed their gazes, I saw Slenderman... on a high-wheeled, penny-farthing bicycle.Ding ding!Then this whole battle started. The bearded guys around me all got their hands on their own penny-farthing bikes and started charging at Slenderman, whose objective was getting to me. Momentarily disoriented, I found my own penny-farthing bicycle, mounted, and tried getting away. No matter how far I rode, the battle was right behind me. My bearded allies weren't that competent against Slenderman. He always got around them somehow, and remained
Waiting for my wingsAnd with my eyes standing on the sky,waiting that my white wingsreturn to caress my silky skin,I'm seeking a sign of yourdark presence upon meremembering with burning longingall those soft kisses exchangedduring the warm summer nights...