A Nobody Watching

Today I am no-one, tommarrow the same. I am just using up valuable air. No-one ever notices a nobody. Never noticed I just watch everyone else's lives go on around me. I watch everyone do things they like. Some draw and some write. They are popular and people talk to them. The one day finnally came. The day I was waiting for. The day i was finnally noticed. I finnally felt alive. I felt like i was part of the living again. I felt happy and strangly relieved.  "I am finnally noticed," I thought. And then the Audience burst into applause at my performance. I took my final bow and enjoyed the momment.

Rejoice What You Have

Bad things happen to many good people. But, they happen to many bad people as well. They mostly happen to good people though. Good people sometimes lose their lives because of bad people, and their family has to mourn the loss of him/her. Sometimes it happens reversed; they lose a family member, a beloved loved one, and are going to miss them for the rest of their life. So rejoice the things and people you have while you have them for one day they may be gone.

Losses and Gains

As the days go by you realize that each day seems to drag by. Blurring together and becoming faster and faster to pass you by. It passes by so fast that you don’t remember anything about the days that are passing by. Nothing seems to catch your interest anymore. Also you seem unreal, like you are not moving forward like the other people around you are. You must mourn your losses and count your miracles.

The Wanderer

As the night goes on a dark figure emerges from the gloom and begins to roam the deserted streets. The figure then pulls a flask out of his trench coat and drinks deeply. A bit of the red liquid rolls down his mouth and he wipes it away with the back of his hand quickly. After he returned the flask to his coat he begins to walk again. Soon he comes to a lit street and passes under some lit street lights. You see that he has many scars. The scars were everywhere and some were too gruesome to look at while some seemed that they still needed to heal some. Suddenly the street lights go out. You are engulfed in darkness for a brief time. When the street lights come back on you see a black crow where the mysterious figure had been standing. Then the black crow flies over head, over the buildings, and into the night sky and out of sight. Guess it was time for him to move on.

Light to Darkness

So much has happened. But what has happened has past. You may remember it but you must not indulge in remembering. To indulge in the remembering is to live by it. From the light to darkness is the way to hardship. From happiness to depression is the back and forth of us all. You may sometimes be in between the feelings. From light to darkness has many meanings to many people. But, each meaning is different to each person. Some may be alike but never the same. For each person is different. So now I must ask what does it mean to you?

The Nightmare

Once upon a dream I was all alone, but not completely alone. I could sense the presence of someone else. Then they made their appearance. It was a striking Brian Rose. He looked the same as usual, short brown hair in its usual do. I wanted to talk to him and say "hi" as he approached. But I couldn't speak. He just smiled and continued his approach. Suddenly he hesitated a few feet away for a small while then continued. I suddenly realized that there was a wall behind me. In the moment it took me to realize the wall behind me he was there in front of me. He put his hands on both sides of me against the wall trapping me in. Suddenly he leaned his head down to whisper in my ear. "You will soon me mine. Forever and ever." He whispered. Then slowly and cautiously he kissed me. As he pulled back I saw him smile, a teeth showing smile. That's when i first noticed his teeth. Fear jolted through me. I was frozen in place by the fear. Then slowly Brian Rose leaned down to my neck.... that was when I jolted out of sleep and the dream. It was over and I was saved from my worst nightmare. What did I see you may ask or wonder. Well I will now tell you. What i saw were....His Fangs.

For He Who Never Knew

He has been hiding away for so long that i cannot  remember. So long I bet he forgot about me as i almost him. But the day that he returns might be the end of me. For I might fall as i have done before. But if i get back up will be a mystery to all. No one might ever see me again as I will hide and wither away from all that I know and have ever loved. Oh, save me from myself. Oh, come save me for HE will not. He never even noticed my existence. For why will he now?