LONG POST! Please be considerate to read it all before you post something.
Well, seeing as how this is my 1337 post, I wanted to make it a momentous post, rather than something that says "Hey look, this is my leet post!" No, rather, I actually took the time to do something that is interesting, and therefore, I made a poem. This poem, has nothing to do with NG, and frankly doesnt really relate to the kind of person I truely am. However, I wanted to write something that was relavent to me in some ways, but had a dark twist. I wrote this poem over an hour, and hopefully you guys enjoy it. Be warned however! This poem/post is quite long! SlipperyMooseCakes has been wanting me to post a short post for ages now, but I am not going to give him that pleasure...EVER! (By the way, Poems dont have to rhyme for all the people who didnt already know that)
Anyway, without further a due (sp?) I give you my poem entitled "Repetitive Dreams And Reality."
Sometimes my dreams and reality tend to cross.
Its as if I'm never really sure if I am awake or asleep
I hear that faint repetitive sound that tends to shout "WAKE UP!"
My alarm clock... how annoying.
So off I go, to continue the race,
Where my repetitive life, wishes for adventures and excitement.
most of the time, that adventure never knocks on my door.
But there are those momentous occasions, where excitement hits me like a brick.
I feel my heart start to pound, my muscles start to tingle.
They call it the 'flight or flight' drug...
But most of you guys know it as adrenaline.
The adrenaline rapidly spreads to prepare the body.
It prepares the body to explode with energy,
but sometimes, all the energy is a waste.
For you only need enough energy to say a simple "Hello."
... The firl you want to be with finally noticed you.
She smiles and waves her hand as a simple jesture.
You think to yourself, "What a beautiful smile."
One of these days, I'm actually going to do something.
One of these days, I shall be overwhelmed with courage.
One of these days... my life will change.
I often tend to ponder, about the life thats all around ,e.
About the little curiosities and insignificant objects.
Whether they be as small as why the grass is green,
or wondering about something as big as human emotions.
I think about everything and anything that pops into my mind.
But often, my mind clouds with fear and doubt.
It makes me feel cold and dark,
as if I were stuck in the middle of nowhere with no food or water.
It's that feeling of torture which prevents me to spread my wings.
But just when all hope is lost, theres a shiver of light.
It shines through a tiny hole, but it shines so bright.
As quickly as it came, the light was is able to overcome the darkness.
The small hole rapidly becomes a giant opening.
That's when my wings were able to spread...
I pushed my wings down and up, and down, and up.
I shifted my heads upward and looked up towards the light, and took off.
Just as I was going through the hole, I heard something.
It was a faint sound, but it was repetitive.
It got louder and louder... and more familiar with every second.
My eyes were still closed but I decided to open them.
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I was lieing in my bed, with the alarm going crazy.
It was time to wake up...
Time to continue that race.
But today is different,
because it was time to face reality,
But not in the dark.
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And that is my poem. Hopefully everyone here liked it, or at least, those who actually read it. There was a message by the end of the poem, not sure if I made it clear, and if many people even got it, but for those who did, hopefully it was understood. I wrote these words from the heart, and some might think its EMO, and I would say so too. But trust me, I am in no way, shape, or form EMO. I just often tend to write complex emotions within my writings, most of which I write, I have never really experienced. After saying that, some people may think of me as a pser EMO, and I guess in some aspects thats true, even though I dont want to be.
Lets just leave it as I enjoy writing these mostly because I dont write these very often. Whenever I do, I feel enlightened.
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In any case, please feel free for all of you who read the poem to give me constructive opinions. I like the phrase "If you dont have nothing nice to say, then dont say nothing at all," because it fits for so many occasions *hinthint*. However, I am open minded to people who have any kind of negative feedback, however, please leave "reviews" that are friendly and get a point across. If you didnt like it, dont be a complete dick about it. Just state the fact that you didnt enjoy this and an explanation would be nice.
This is it, the end of my 1337 post, I want to thank everyone who was actually considerate enough to actually read the entire post, and I must thank you all very much for your time. Until next time...
