This is Lunaria, While on this account i am in the process of writing Embracing the Sickness Semelia so good luck.~~~~~~~ Ok, I know Christmas, presents, family, love, blerdaher. Whatever! Quit picking bad stuff out for me for christmas. It’s tantalizingly bittersweet. Not a good taste if you ask me. The taste of gingerbread, that shit tastes good. I could eat it anytime. I could eat cantelope too but thats more breakfasty. Anyyyyyway, people around me have been sort of… Pffterific. I want them to be smited. By fiery infant things with devil tails and disfigured faces. Merry Christmas everybody :D.~~~~~~~I need help. I can’t seem to sleep without it. Something is wrong with me, no, something wrong happened to me and I have been put silent by it. I know how to go about it. But the words seem to stop at my lips before they come out. As if someone tied my lips shut and forced me to walk a plank into the ocean with no way of calling for help even though we’re a mere few meters from shore…
~~~~~~~~~I feel as though I’m drugged, plugged, stuffed, gagged, choked, and threatened. All these nightmares dangling my very exsistence in front of my face. Turning my eyes eerie, and my glare scary. I try to wake up before it drags me away from reality, but escape is futile as it has already shoved it’s cold hands down my throat, treating me like a doll. Not a pretty one, but a ragdoll, you give to the poor children on their birthdays… I’m being dragged, you see? Everytime I close my eyes and sleep, they come after me. They’re laughing faces and creepy smiles, all cackling at the sight of a normal arrival… They stare and sway their heads, flaring their teeth as I fill with dread, and fright. My first instinct is to fight, but then they dissapear and leave me alone to my worst fear. The fear of being alone. the fear I’ll be on my own so soon. As if they see my death up ahead. We all know who’d scream and laugh, but also those who’d mourn and cry. But we all know these nightmares… Are draining my very existence.~~~~~
I grow more aggressive by the day. The old silent embers of my heart starting to play. They’re begging to burst to life. Before I knew it I was ignoring the cheery things in plain sight. I threw a punch straight to my right. Hitting a wall. Teachers saw and made me give my mom a call. I told her. I’m tired of these games. All these kids fueling my flame. All the events will transpire. More or less, grow my fire. My IALAC sign being put in distress. How will I ever escape this mess.(This is real day poetry O_O)~~~~~~
I always wished someone would pop up out of no where and do as little as say hello to me everyday. I found one who’d pamper me, kiss me, hold me when i was upset. He even forced his jacket upon me, despite my protest, when he felt me shivering close to him. I have lost this boy twice now. He may have half a heart, but i think that missing half took away all compassion. He left for another girl, he dropped me both times cause he had a chance with another girl. Then he picked me up when it blew in flames, only to crush what I had left. I have decided, this boy. He isn’t worth all the pain. He isn’t worth all the things that had happened to me. It wasn’t worth getting sick cause i felt like kissing him so bad. I wish I could do it over, prove I could’ve been the best god damn thing in his life. Now though, he’s gone. I won’t be allowing him back. ~~
I always think at night… Do I really mean something to anyone? Or am I just a little toy that’s meant to be played with… People who say they love me, is it a lie, or do they actually mean it?.. Do I deserve all the shit that’s tossed towards me, or do I deserve the world on a silver plate like everyone says?… These are the questions that keep me going… The questions that make me think and realize, I’m Alive.~~~~~
A Simple Love Poem~Ractorism(John Salas)~Thank you so much for writing this for me.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With each thought in my mind,
I feel I never want to leave you behind.
You are the best of all I’ve had,
Being with you makes me so glad.
You lift my spirit and heart a mile high,
Which is why it’s so hard to lie.
You saved me from the greatest destructrion,
Me.
Ever since then you have allowed me to see,
The good in life and all it’s glories.
You sometimes bug me with all your sorries,
But I guess it’s because I haven’t relieved you of any of your worries.
This is because I don’t think I’m right,
You’re far better than me in all your might.
You tell me you don’t deserve me,
But you have it wrong.
I’m not even worth the time it took to read this song,
Which isn’t even long.
I feel like I’m not doing my best,
Because I fear I might fail.
And if I do, it’s because I’m not used to prevail.
I spent all my time thinking of how to do you right,
And not wrong,
I’m surprised we’ve been together this long.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My tions-Lunaria ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The world cries in desperation,
The lower class is in starvation,
The love of my life, in segregation,
Between between black and caucassion,
The looks of disease across our nation,
The russian plans coming to fruition,
Can’t you see it’s my mission,
We stare down the corperation,
The goverment begins mutation,
We may never reach celebration,
The children reach retardation,
We havent began excavation,
We have only started out expadition,
The red lights blink at our intersection,
This disaster is my inspiration,
They have created floatation,
They inform us of imformation,
That may hold to our devastation,
They say it started through masturbation,
They handed out our vaccination,
They killed my family through assasination,
Then men have gone through castration,
We started our intimidation,
The holy words of our constitution,
Have all slowed down like constipation,
We are reaching our affiliation,
Though yet our love is my salvation.~~~~~~~~~~~
Trevor taught me Weakness,
Hunter taught me Love,
Chris taught me Lust,
Josh taught me Imagination,
Lee taught me Strength,
Dawson taught me Understanding,
Dennis taught me Actions,
Josh taught me Patience,
John taught me Words,
Austin taught me Pain.
~~~ She stepped up to the walkway, made of what seemed to be a stone or plaster. Her bare feet kept tripping over each jagged edge. Nothing seemed to be abnormal about her, only the scent of cream that traveled on the wind really drew attention to her on the streets of the nearby community. “Hazing” They say it’s illegal, but it never stopped the exclusive groups from doing it. Hell, even the royal guard had gone through hazing to join the higharchy. She stepped up to the doors, not paying attention the details carved upon the wood, metal and stone. Wedging her foot underneath the small crack, testing the lock or just to see if it would open. Her balance was uneasy as she looked behind her, probably to make sure those who followed her for the hazing wouldn’t follow this far. She looked back forward, pushing against the door, hoping all it would be is an empty castle with no one in it. So the night would be easy and peaceful. The fog seemed to stream inside as water would. She wiped it from her eyes, trying not to blur her hearing or sight. She spoke softly, a sweet voice that carried on her own scent, a sens of melody to the tone. “Hello?..”
This is Lunaria, While on this account i am in the process of writing Embracing the Sickness Semelia so good luck.~~~~~~~ Ok, I know Christmas, presents, family, love, blerdaher. Whatever! Quit picking bad stuff out for me for christmas. It’s tantalizingly bittersweet. Not a good taste if you ask me. The taste of gingerbread, that shit tastes good. I could eat it anytime. I could eat cantelope too but thats more breakfasty. Anyyyyyway, people around me have been sort of… Pffterific. I want them to be smited. By fiery infant things with devil tails and disfigured faces. Merry Christmas everybody :D.~~~~~~~I need help. I can’t seem to sleep without it. Something is wrong with me, no, something wrong happened to me and I have been put silent by it. I know how to go about it. But the words seem to stop at my lips before they come out. As if someone tied my lips shut and forced me to walk a plank into the ocean with no way of calling for help even though we’re a mere few meters from shore…
~~~~~~~~~I feel as though I’m drugged, plugged, stuffed, gagged, choked, and threatened. All these nightmares dangling my very exsistence in front of my face. Turning my eyes eerie, and my glare scary. I try to wake up before it drags me away from reality, but escape is futile as it has already shoved it’s cold hands down my throat, treating me like a doll. Not a pretty one, but a ragdoll, you give to the poor children on their birthdays… I’m being dragged, you see? Everytime I close my eyes and sleep, they come after me. They’re laughing faces and creepy smiles, all cackling at the sight of a normal arrival… They stare and sway their heads, flaring their teeth as I fill with dread, and fright. My first instinct is to fight, but then they dissapear and leave me alone to my worst fear. The fear of being alone. the fear I’ll be on my own so soon. As if they see my death up ahead. We all know who’d scream and laugh, but also those who’d mourn and cry. But we all know these nightmares… Are draining my very existence.~~~~~
I grow more aggressive by the day. The old silent embers of my heart starting to play. They’re begging to burst to life. Before I knew it I was ignoring the cheery things in plain sight. I threw a punch straight to my right. Hitting a wall. Teachers saw and made me give my mom a call. I told her. I’m tired of these games. All these kids fueling my flame. All the events will transpire. More or less, grow my fire. My IALAC sign being put in distress. How will I ever escape this mess.(This is real day poetry O_O)~~~~~~
I always wished someone would pop up out of no where and do as little as say hello to me everyday. I found one who’d pamper me, kiss me, hold me when i was upset. He even forced his jacket upon me, despite my protest, when he felt me shivering close to him. I have lost this boy twice now. He may have half a heart, but i think that missing half took away all compassion. He left for another girl, he dropped me both times cause he had a chance with another girl. Then he picked me up when it blew in flames, only to crush what I had left. I have decided, this boy. He isn’t worth all the pain. He isn’t worth all the things that had happened to me. It wasn’t worth getting sick cause i felt like kissing him so bad. I wish I could do it over, prove I could’ve been the best god damn thing in his life. Now though, he’s gone. I won’t be allowing him back. ~~
I always think at night… Do I really mean something to anyone? Or am I just a little toy that’s meant to be played with… People who say they love me, is it a lie, or do they actually mean it?.. Do I deserve all the shit that’s tossed towards me, or do I deserve the world on a silver plate like everyone says?… These are the questions that keep me going… The questions that make me think and realize, I’m Alive.~~~~~
A Simple Love Poem~Ractorism(John Salas)~Thank you so much for writing this for me.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With each thought in my mind,
I feel I never want to leave you behind.
You are the best of all I’ve had,
Being with you makes me so glad.
You lift my spirit and heart a mile high,
Which is why it’s so hard to lie.
You saved me from the greatest destructrion,
Me.
Ever since then you have allowed me to see,
The good in life and all it’s glories.
You sometimes bug me with all your sorries,
But I guess it’s because I haven’t relieved you of any of your worries.
This is because I don’t think I’m right,
You’re far better than me in all your might.
You tell me you don’t deserve me,
But you have it wrong.
I’m not even worth the time it took to read this song,
Which isn’t even long.
I feel like I’m not doing my best,
Because I fear I might fail.
And if I do, it’s because I’m not used to prevail.
I spent all my time thinking of how to do you right,
And not wrong,
I’m surprised we’ve been together this long.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My tions-Lunaria ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The world cries in desperation,
The lower class is in starvation,
The love of my life, in segregation,
Between between black and caucassion,
The looks of disease across our nation,
The russian plans coming to fruition,
Can’t you see it’s my mission,
We stare down the corperation,
The goverment begins mutation,
We may never reach celebration,
The children reach retardation,
We havent began excavation,
We have only started out expadition,
The red lights blink at our intersection,
This disaster is my inspiration,
They have created floatation,
They inform us of imformation,
That may hold to our devastation,
They say it started through masturbation,
They handed out our vaccination,
They killed my family through assasination,
Then men have gone through castration,
We started our intimidation,
The holy words of our constitution,
Have all slowed down like constipation,
We are reaching our affiliation,
Though yet our love is my salvation.~~~~~~~~~~~
Trevor taught me Weakness,
Hunter taught me Love,
Chris taught me Lust,
Josh taught me Imagination,
Lee taught me Strength,
Dawson taught me Understanding,
Dennis taught me Actions,
Josh taught me Patience,
John taught me Words,
Austin taught me Pain.
~~~ She stepped up to the walkway, made of what seemed to be a stone or plaster. Her bare feet kept tripping over each jagged edge. Nothing seemed to be abnormal about her, only the scent of cream that traveled on the wind really drew attention to her on the streets of the nearby community. “Hazing” They say it’s illegal, but it never stopped the exclusive groups from doing it. Hell, even the royal guard had gone through hazing to join the higharchy. She stepped up to the doors, not paying attention the details carved upon the wood, metal and stone. Wedging her foot underneath the small crack, testing the lock or just to see if it would open. Her balance was uneasy as she looked behind her, probably to make sure those who followed her for the hazing wouldn’t follow this far. She looked back forward, pushing against the door, hoping all it would be is an empty castle with no one in it. So the night would be easy and peaceful. The fog seemed to stream inside as water would. She wiped it from her eyes, trying not to blur her hearing or sight. She spoke softly, a sweet voice that carried on her own scent, a sens of melody to the tone. “Hello?..”
 "Semelia")