Love.
You are warm.
You are cool.
You are ever so relaxing.
You are sad.
You are angry.
You are ever so depressing.
You are changing.
You are different.
You are ever so beautiful.
You are clam.
You are plenty.
You are ever so comforting.
You are soft.
You are sweet.
You are ever so soothing.
You are happy.
You are cheerful.
You are ever so emotional.
You are needed.
You are here.
You are ever so perfect.
Love.
You just are.
Thunder In My Dreams. by PrimeCheezyPoof, literature
Literature
Thunder In My Dreams.
In my dreams...
I saw you last night,
In my dreams.
You were angry.
For what?
I do not know.
The rain yelled..
As your tears fell..
The wind howled..
As your voice growled..
The thunder boomed..
A million more..
We were silent.
Silent all but the rain.
The wind.
The angry tears.
And the thunder.
The horrid thunder.
You love it.
But I hate it.
It scares me.
As does the anger in your eyes.
There is not one,
Nor two,
But three more bursts,
Of the thunder.
The terrifying thunder.
You scream once more.
Telling me that it's done.
The debt has been paid.
The skies clear from above my head.
Yet, as you walk away,
I see the rain,
I hea
Rant and Rave...
I don't know what to do..
I know they're not "gone" gone..
But "My Chemical Romance diehard fan" is something I've become accustomed to being known by..
Now, who will know who I am?
Is this all just a dream?
Come save me..
Music, saves me.
I feel as if I cant go on...
I've fallen in love and it hurts to think that I will have to force myself to say "no" when I need their sound...
I just can't believe it.
Sitting in class,
They say things..
Things that cut deep, down to the core.
She said "Why are you just sitting there? It's just a band Kristen."
He says "Is THAT what she's crying about?" as if to say "Get over it. It's no
Cravings.
What are the meanings behind these?
Are they a hidden message leading to some sort of addiction?
Will this craving be fulfilled?
I need it.
Right now.
I need the sound in my ears.
I need his voice.
I want to feel okay.
I need it!
...If.
If I could just..
For one song.
Please.
Just one.
They're gone and I need them!
It's all I have left!
Cravings.
For their music.
They saved me.
But since the news.
They are no more.
They are what I crave.
The sweet feeling building up inside..
Almost leading so a metaphorical climax.
I am addicted.
This paper.
Blank paper.
It consumes me.
I want to write.
I need to write.
Write about love,
Hate, Happyness,
Even Revenge.
But,
This paper.
Blank paper.
It consumes me.
My Insides Speaking Out by PrimeCheezyPoof, literature
Literature
My Insides Speaking Out
My Insides Speaking Out
You met her.
She became an acquaintance.
You talked to her,
Told her your stories.
She talked to you,
Told you her stories.
You gained her trust.
She unconditionally gained yours.
You became her friend.
She became yours.
More than the others,
You favored her.
Her smile,
Her hair,
Her laugh,
Her voice,
Her humor,
Her everything.
In a sense,
You fell in love.
You claimed her,
As your best.
She would always be there for you.
Tragedy hit.
Plans were made.
Plane tickets were booked.
You spent the last day,
With her,
Saying goodbye.
The time came,
For the last hug.
Seconds,
No,
Milliseconds passed...
Then she was gone.
ALONE
Here again, I sit.
Alone and sad.
Outside this room,
I am, or appear to be,
Happy as the next he or she.
I sit and write.
They think I'm fine.
But really, I just wish,
Oh how I wish.
I wish I could be,
Happy as the next he or she.
They talk, and play
And laugh, and yell.
But, before, and
Even after the bell
I wish to be, with infinite affinity,
I need to be,
Happy,
As the next,
He or she.
Love.
You are warm.
You are cool.
You are ever so relaxing.
You are sad.
You are angry.
You are ever so depressing.
You are changing.
You are different.
You are ever so beautiful.
You are clam.
You are plenty.
You are ever so comforting.
You are soft.
You are sweet.
You are ever so soothing.
You are happy.
You are cheerful.
You are ever so emotional.
You are needed.
You are here.
You are ever so perfect.
Love.
You just are.
Thunder In My Dreams. by PrimeCheezyPoof, literature
Literature
Thunder In My Dreams.
In my dreams...
I saw you last night,
In my dreams.
You were angry.
For what?
I do not know.
The rain yelled..
As your tears fell..
The wind howled..
As your voice growled..
The thunder boomed..
A million more..
We were silent.
Silent all but the rain.
The wind.
The angry tears.
And the thunder.
The horrid thunder.
You love it.
But I hate it.
It scares me.
As does the anger in your eyes.
There is not one,
Nor two,
But three more bursts,
Of the thunder.
The terrifying thunder.
You scream once more.
Telling me that it's done.
The debt has been paid.
The skies clear from above my head.
Yet, as you walk away,
I see the rain,
I hea
Rant and Rave...
I don't know what to do..
I know they're not "gone" gone..
But "My Chemical Romance diehard fan" is something I've become accustomed to being known by..
Now, who will know who I am?
Is this all just a dream?
Come save me..
Music, saves me.
I feel as if I cant go on...
I've fallen in love and it hurts to think that I will have to force myself to say "no" when I need their sound...
I just can't believe it.
Sitting in class,
They say things..
Things that cut deep, down to the core.
She said "Why are you just sitting there? It's just a band Kristen."
He says "Is THAT what she's crying about?" as if to say "Get over it. It's no
Cravings.
What are the meanings behind these?
Are they a hidden message leading to some sort of addiction?
Will this craving be fulfilled?
I need it.
Right now.
I need the sound in my ears.
I need his voice.
I want to feel okay.
I need it!
...If.
If I could just..
For one song.
Please.
Just one.
They're gone and I need them!
It's all I have left!
Cravings.
For their music.
They saved me.
But since the news.
They are no more.
They are what I crave.
The sweet feeling building up inside..
Almost leading so a metaphorical climax.
I am addicted.
This paper.
Blank paper.
It consumes me.
I want to write.
I need to write.
Write about love,
Hate, Happyness,
Even Revenge.
But,
This paper.
Blank paper.
It consumes me.
My Insides Speaking Out by PrimeCheezyPoof, literature
Literature
My Insides Speaking Out
My Insides Speaking Out
You met her.
She became an acquaintance.
You talked to her,
Told her your stories.
She talked to you,
Told you her stories.
You gained her trust.
She unconditionally gained yours.
You became her friend.
She became yours.
More than the others,
You favored her.
Her smile,
Her hair,
Her laugh,
Her voice,
Her humor,
Her everything.
In a sense,
You fell in love.
You claimed her,
As your best.
She would always be there for you.
Tragedy hit.
Plans were made.
Plane tickets were booked.
You spent the last day,
With her,
Saying goodbye.
The time came,
For the last hug.
Seconds,
No,
Milliseconds passed...
Then she was gone.
Hmmm... I'm young and in love, I am completely obsessed with music, especially My Chemical Romance! I write my own poetry, I don't know how I got started, it just comes to me... Anyway, I have lots of friends and I NEED MORE!!! :D
Favourite Visual Artist
No favorites:)
Favourite Movies
My Girl and anything else that makes me cry
Favourite TV Shows
Eh..
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
My Chemical Romance :D <3<3<3, 10 years, Escape the Fate, all those amazing bands:)
Favourite Books
Any books! I have no favorites:)
Favourite Writers
Same as the books, no favorites:)
Favourite Games
Left4Dead, Black Opps 2, any zombie game:)
Favourite Gaming Platform
Hmm... No favorite..
Tools of the Trade
Hmm.. Pencil and paper.. And my heart's desire.. <3Poetry<3
At my Joshie's <3 :') he's so amazing!
He fell asleep next to me xD I stole his comp and logged on to here.
Today is 5 days after our ten month anniversary.. Longest relationship I've ever been in. And I love it.
Anyhoooo.... I started writing again!!!
:D SOOO HAPPY!!!
I have yet to upload the 7 new pieces I've written :)
But I'm sure I'll get some positive feedback :) -at least I hope so-
Also, I started drawing a little.. Nothing great. I promise :)
But I feel like if I practice a little more, I'll be confident enough to post some :)
Well I'm gonna go!
Loving life right now!!!
Omg... I'm soo ready for summer school to be over!
I haven't been on here for a while.. Sorry guys..
Still having a little trouble getting the writings to work out..
But, mine and my Joshie's anniversary is Thursday! 9 months! :') his every breath makes my entire life worth living.
*sigh* he's leaving for Rhode Island next week. I have no idea how I'll survive without him for two whole weeks!!!
Ehh, I gots my ~ToxicBullet-killjoy and my ~MorticiansDaugter
They makes it all better :D
So, today is May 20th :D
And that means it's mine and my bf's anniversary!
Eight months!!!
When I first moved here, I never thought I'd find someone like him..
Yet, I couldn't imagine my life any different.
It's almost perfect.
Still not having much motivation with my poetry, but I'm trying...
Anyways... I hope everyone has a great Monday!!! I know I will!!!
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Tag, quality deviant, you’re it! Quality doesn't mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how much followers you have. Send this to 10 deviants who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them!