Deadly temptations

Life was murdering me,
Death was haunting me,
The blade tempted me,
But the thorns persuaded me.

*NOTE: still looking for original artwork and time is running out. this had a drawing to go with it too. nothing makes sense anymore...

I Am Me + artwork

So I’m rebellious,
Live it,
Learn it,
Loathe it!!!
And now,
You can leave it.

*since this is a short one I'll get straight to the point.*
~This is a note I found. It's still posted on my wall from when I was sixteen I think. Another memory that has yet to be stored.~

plus, plus, plus...

while looking around for my original artwork dedicated to TL, I stumbled upon this...



something I used to do back in the day :)

Untrustworthy Guardian

A second side of the mind,
That’s happily watching over you . . .

Is your conscious mind made of darkness?
The reason you are so glad,
Stand by your side in times of emptiness,
Or are you just going mad?

Can you really trust the guardian within you?

Grief

Your death, I denied, your life, I despised,
I’m not grieving for you,
I was filled with anger, your absence made me weaker,
I’m not grieving for you,
I was living in fear, with you no longer here,
I’m not grieving for you,
I feel guilty; during your presence I was lazy,
I’m not grieving for you,
Sick with depression, this obsession,
I’m not grieving for you,
In the end all you get is . . . emotionless,
I am grieving for you.

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The making of this blog was inspired by...
One night,
After I read this book
That did not make me cry
Although the ending was cruel and tragic

That led to my own interpretation of the story
I was introduced to that book because it was generally...
Just another young-adult love story

And after reading it –
To put it simply –
It was tragic love.

And I remembered a couple or so years ago,
The words TRAGIC LOVE
Used to be pasted on a thick file I had
In that file, I kept everything I ever wrote
Complete with illustrations and other things

So I decided to search for that old file
I found it all dusty under all my pile of things
And everything I wrote was still there

That surprised me
I thought I got rid of all my demons
And long forgotten them
But here they are again
Threatening to come out

I realized that they were angry because
I forgot all about them and kept them cooped up in there for a very long, long time.
They wouldn’t be so angry
If I let them out once in a while

Reading them back
I realized how much I’ve changed over the years
They were honest confessions from me
I may not want to remember all the bad memories

Yet what sort of person would I be if I chose to deny that all of that happened?

So in the near future I hope,
That I’ll have the guts to blog about them
In one single blog that is dedicated especially for them.
I hope.

Coming soon...
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