A bead of sweat rolls down my face and splashes softly on the ground below me. My chest rises and falls softly. I breath in and ex hail. The grey sky above me mimics my mood. Thunder booms and lightning bolts threw the air. I пересекать, крест my legs, put my hands on my knees and begin to meditate. Цвета flash threw my brain, visions fill my mind. My eyes snap open and I see a ghostly figure hovering in front of me.
It's a child. A young girl, 8 years of age at the most. She draws me towards her with a tiny pointer finger. My soul escapes my body and flies threw the night... the little girl holding my hand, guiding me slowly.
The cold air is crisp, it bits my flesh like a lover's teeth. My hair waves about, the wind giving it a natures comb.
"Why am I flying?" I ask her.
"Because Ты are free..." She smiles.
"What is your name?" I ask.
"My name is Jen, Jennifer Danyeils" She grins, turning sharply to the right.
"Why am I free?" I scream as my hand loses grip of hers.
I begin to plum-it thousands of feet. Arms flailing about, reaching for the spirit. Suddenly, I feel relief. She has my hand again. I`m safe.
"Your're free because Ты wish it." She replies.
I ponder. "But I don't wish it..."
"You are just telling yourself that" she laughs.
"Live your childhood..." She said, suddenly getting serious.
"I can't..." I whisper.
"Live yours like I would have lived mine." She whispered back.
Then I realized, she was dead. I look disgruntled.
"Yes, I am dead. I was murdered. Live your life." She snapped, suddenly dropping me.
Again bolting towards the ground, I was hollering for my life, hands if front of my face. And as I was about to impact with трава plain. My eyes snap open. Slowly I cock my head to the right and look at my hand.
Upon my flesh, where the girl had touched, my skin was wrinkled... As if I was in a pool of water for a very long time.
Then a man walks up behind me and taps my shoulder. "Young man, I think your little friend dropped this. Make sure Ты give it to her." The man smiled, handing me a piece of paper.
At the time I was thinking "What the fuck!!!!" And as I opened up the scroll, the words " Living old and dying young isn't that much fun. But living young and dying old, makes life just as bold."
I closed my eyes and smiled. "I will."
It's a child. A young girl, 8 years of age at the most. She draws me towards her with a tiny pointer finger. My soul escapes my body and flies threw the night... the little girl holding my hand, guiding me slowly.
The cold air is crisp, it bits my flesh like a lover's teeth. My hair waves about, the wind giving it a natures comb.
"Why am I flying?" I ask her.
"Because Ты are free..." She smiles.
"What is your name?" I ask.
"My name is Jen, Jennifer Danyeils" She grins, turning sharply to the right.
"Why am I free?" I scream as my hand loses grip of hers.
I begin to plum-it thousands of feet. Arms flailing about, reaching for the spirit. Suddenly, I feel relief. She has my hand again. I`m safe.
"Your're free because Ты wish it." She replies.
I ponder. "But I don't wish it..."
"You are just telling yourself that" she laughs.
"Live your childhood..." She said, suddenly getting serious.
"I can't..." I whisper.
"Live yours like I would have lived mine." She whispered back.
Then I realized, she was dead. I look disgruntled.
"Yes, I am dead. I was murdered. Live your life." She snapped, suddenly dropping me.
Again bolting towards the ground, I was hollering for my life, hands if front of my face. And as I was about to impact with трава plain. My eyes snap open. Slowly I cock my head to the right and look at my hand.
Upon my flesh, where the girl had touched, my skin was wrinkled... As if I was in a pool of water for a very long time.
Then a man walks up behind me and taps my shoulder. "Young man, I think your little friend dropped this. Make sure Ты give it to her." The man smiled, handing me a piece of paper.
At the time I was thinking "What the fuck!!!!" And as I opened up the scroll, the words " Living old and dying young isn't that much fun. But living young and dying old, makes life just as bold."
I closed my eyes and smiled. "I will."
My type of emotions conveys
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.
As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,
My Поэзия has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.
Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.
As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,
My Поэзия has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.
Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
of your destiny
are dreams
that still shine
in the haze
of your memories.
These dreams
are so distant
and invisible,
though your eyes
still stare into them.
Everything is so foggy
like your thoughts.
Ты sit alone
trying to reach that
small piece of happiness,
trying to find
a purpose of life.
Dreams that still
live in you
are smothered by
the cruel reality.
But, they still live
inside,
feeding the memories,
reviving the soul.
Dreams,
even if they are
condemned to oblivion,
live within your heart,
in hope,
in remembrance,
shining in
the haze of
your memories.
Everyone was Письмо it down on their calenders as alerts of it popped up on the news, internet, and in big bold letters, on a newspaper! The time has come for it to be known to mankind and liked! The movie, Brenda and Luci's Night, was premiering on that weekend, the 25th of November.Everyone wanted to see it! There had been commercials of it since August, and the stars had been anxious. Speaking of the "stars" Whose names were Hillisia Jones, and Ponya Kricketiz. They were bff's since the kindergarten, and now they were in 7th grade. They auditioned for the movie without the other knowing! They were astounded when they learned they were auditioning for the same movie. They were mad, but when Ponya got the letter she was Brenda, and Hillisia was Luci, they were overjoyed, and began screaming with cheers! Now they were in New York being filmed for the movie... wait for more!
