I step onto the diving board and look below me.
Little bits of water drop from my face,
And fall into the great pool.
The salt from my tears mixes with the chlorine in the water.
Im hesitant.
I chose to start this,
But should I go through with it?
Its a risk,
And I could end up losing everything.
But the final result
Of taking that jump
Looks mighty appealing.
After thinking this over,
I sigh a breath heavier than the water itself.
I feel so much lighter now.
I can finally dive in, and take a swim.
Careful not to lose my balance,
I walk to the edge.
Attempting to curb my fears,
I stare straight ahead.
Golden su
Nearing the end has never felt as numb as it does right now.
Im waiting for the tears to come,
But the wells of my eyes have run dry and are
Empty.
Like me.
Like me on the day I lost you.
Unfeeling, unhoping.
Waiting for each breath I take to somehow be the last,
I count down the seconds before I sleep.
One.
Two.
Three.
And on the fourth second I realize
That my dreams cannot materialize,
And love is more elusive than we think.
Zoom in to the picture on the screen,
Showing the broken porcelain doll who is finished with it all
And only wants to be held in a loving embrace.
Instead, she falls.
Pan left to the razorblade
100TC - 52. Deep in Thought by llama-kat, literature
Literature
100TC - 52. Deep in Thought
Saturday night,
And shes alone at home,
Wishing for a life unlike hers.
Sunday morning,
And shes awake and ready to work,
Starting the day with a fabricated smile.
Monday begins anew,
And the steady schedule continues,
Nothing affects her on the outside.
Tuesday has arrived,
And something shifts to nothing,
Thoughts crossing paths.
Wednesday afternoon occurs,
And her head hurts from the stress.
So much to do, not enough time.
Thursday commences,
And she almost cant take it anymore.
No one sees through.
Friday is alive,
And she feels dead.
Lost between love and animosity.
Saturday night again,
And nowher
Loneliness is a disease.
Maybe its contagious,
And maybe Im the carrier.
Only seen by accident,
Only heard by mistake.
Only loved unintentionally,
An existence, almost erased.
If I tried to rewrite the headlines,
And to correct what I did wrong,
Would it affect us?
If I tried to change the future
And our past, even then,
Would it make a difference?
How can I tell you
What I mean
Without making the wrong point again?
How can I tell you
How I feel
Without getting the words mixed up?
Whereas youve got everything in place,
I have confusion on my face.
Sorrow, regret, rage, hate, pain, loss.
Memories of long
Every day, I go to war.
Our egos and pride
Making lies and deceit,
Causing effortless greed,
The opposite of peace.
Ignorance bring trouble,
Bringing hate, rage, pain, loss
Death.
And our soldiers,
Our military suits,
The
Nine-to-five, no, twenty-four-seven workers
Against this whole scheme of things
Are us.
We fight,
We try,
We work our asses off until we cant anymore,
So we can make a living in a country thats just so free.
And I survive like this,
Because although I cannot make up my mind in time to prevent these crimes,
And whats happening in homes, on the streets,
In cities, counties, states
I sit to write,
And my paper fills
With graphite dreams
And eraser-marked wishes.
My words,
Confined to this eight-by-eleven,
This blue-lined cage,
They scream for substance.
They cry for release.
They wish to be heard.
And finally, as my sentences come together,
As I set down my pencil and pick up the prison,
As my voice sounds out what my mind wants known,
I can tell…
We've broken free,
And we've made our escape.
If I screamed from the top of my lungs,
If I shouted out to the world,
Would you hear me?
Would you even try to listen?
Because you know I hate the way (somewhat)
You sweetly, sarcastically say (so what)
Things you know will make me mad (so much)
But I can't get angry at you for long (enough)
Because then my rights will seem all wrong,
And I wrote you this song
To prove how much I want you to know…
That one plus one equals two. (Me & you)
Fourth Day Heart Attack by zerosystemquatre, literature
Literature
Fourth Day Heart Attack
Heartbeat
Steady
As I sit here on the eve
Of the first day of my flight around the world
Thus begins
My next story
And I'm climbing oh, so fast
Check pulse
Elevating
With my altitude of hopes and dreams
I fly my plane
Built of sorrow and worry
Fueled on anger and being turned away
Repeatedly
Keep that blood pumping!
Gaining on 150
Move it! Move it! Move it!
Pulse check
Day two
Heart rate falling more in love
You're not here, so I'm not worried
Lying to myself
Checking my meters
Making sure we're not totally lost
Blood pressure
Unhealthy
And you open the door
Air sweeping
All around us
But the hands of time are sti
And the world turns on
And the world on turns
And the world turns on
Orbit.
Revolve. Evole. Dissolve.
Orbit.
Destination overdrive
They kick they burn, I'm still alive
Sleep in the shadows of the past
Close thy windows; I'm the last
Shake the land and part the sea
Ev'rybody bow to me
Slice the sword and shoot the gun
Explode the bomb and leave no one
Family, blood, now dead they lay
All your friends have gone away
Whisper all their sins to me
I will make the traitors bleed
DIE
In the dust, in the dirt, in the mud
DIE
Drowned in viscera and blood
DIE
With your lips on my boot like a dog
Bow to the beast of the fog
DIE
Take your last-minute last chance before it's too late.
I don't know my mind anymore
It races
And faces
My few fears
Only to come out at a loss.
Where did I go wrong?
How can I go right again?
You know this means war.
Finally declared,
Just to end so soon,
Like the romance I thought I knew.
I'm afraid of being alone
And even more afraid of losing you.
I'm afraid to lose it all,
And I'd hate to let you watch me fall.
Trust me when I tell you
How being alone
Is the single worst ending
I could have.
If I could talk to you now,
If I could see your face,
If I could be with you now,
With you now,
Your eyes are beautiful
Current Residence: Under your bed. D: Favourite genre of music: Indie, Rock, Techno, etc. Favourite style of art: Photography, Animations, Anthro, Fractals Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: iPod, please. Skin of choice: Mine, buddy. :3 Favourite cartoon character: Dag and Norb from the Angry Beavers. Personal Quote: Are you afraid of the dark, or what might be hiding in it?
I don't do homework.
Especially math. I don't do math.
My grades show it. :]
Go read some poetry I wrote or something, por favor.
I have a new one up.
Hoorah, hoorah, and all that jazz.
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100TC Progress: 3/100
100TC LIST:
01. Introduction
02. Love
03. Light
04. Dark
05. Seeking Solace
06. Break Away
07. Heaven
08. Innocence
09. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning - http://llama-kat.deviantart.com/art/100TC-16-Questioning-63244049
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurki
Being sick royally sucks.
Anyway. I'm working on two poems. One is about memories, and the other is hard to explain. It's about how some people today take what we have (like, technology-wise, etc.) for granted. Eh. Anyway, both are in spoken word/slam format, and should end up pretty nifty.
I'm too tired and not feeling well, so this is all I'm going to write for now.
<3 Kat
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100TC Progress: 2/100
100TC LIST:
1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning - http
Please take note as to how number 16 on this list has a link next to it.
O:
Anyway. I've been... busy. I feel like writing an actual journal today, instead of the normal short and to-the-point ones. So let's start off with school, everyone's favorite thing in the world. 8D
I'm now a sophomore, and I started school about two weeks ago. Yeah, I know we started early. :P It hasn't been too bad, yet. I'm in the classes I want, and I have friends in each class, so that's nice. My day looks like this:
1 - Intro to Journalism
2 - French II
3 - Physical Education
4 - AP U.S. History
5 - Algebra II Honors
6 - Chemistry
7 - English 10 Honors