Random Poem/Story Time :D

(I'm the same person as above, but I just changed my avatar, and the forums are being really weird atm! ><)

I have this special person who I got to know very well.
And of course, he started to know all about me.
We could talk about everything, this special friend and I.
He's such a great friend to me...
And if we ever get sad and lonely,
We talk these things out to make us happy again.
He's a very special friend to me.

^ board the failwhale...

The demon heart is real. It's existence travels through bones and flesh searching for weak souls. It's rage is fueled by it's desire for death.
It's coming.
You can curl in a ball and cowar in your own self pity but,
it will find you.
Your will belongs to the God of hate, destined to live by his side in a world of damnation.
He's getting closer.
He can smell your fear.
As you travel from room to room to hide from the son of Satin, he feeds.
Your sinful thoughts are welcomed into the belly of the beast.
There is no where to run now.
He studies your mind, as he scans your most intimate thoughts. Soon, he is looking in your eyes.
His own eyes glow red, while his breath wreaks of terror. You can feel him filling your mind with images of blood and lust.
Then it begins.
Deep inside, your own desire for evil is born.
Soon, your mouth is dry from the unquenchable thirst of your own rage. Your heart turns black and quickly paces for the hunt. Just when you think your heart will jump out of your chest...
you pass out.
You awaken in a river of sweat, and the demons are gone.

OR ARE THEY?


Happy Halloween..

Lairian - Sanctuary wrote: »

Dun dun dun?

As for my poem, seeing as it's Halloween, I'll post this ever classic poem by the master of subtle horror, Edgar Allen Poe.

Nevermore!

Exquisite.
We've been reading this poem in my English class when our subject was 'the Gothic'.

Fulcanelli - Raging Tide wrote: »

On a side note:

Lairian marry me and we will have alot of babies b:cute

b:avoid

*holds comment in*
Ahem. -bursts into laughter-

StormHydra - Sanctuary wrote: »

INB4 Lairian is a guy.

Aww, you beat me to it. Oh well.


As for the poem being my own....I kinda don't have any... b:surrender

Yeah, I'm not a poet.

the credits scroll up, "you're gonna carry that weight..." vanishes from the screen and just like that... its over.

it was a good run and you new that cowboy bebop couldnt last forever; nothing ever does. but show after show you stuck with it. even with school behind you and you had your hands full juggling work with a social life, you always made time to watch every saturday. saturday was still bebop night for you. but now that was over. your reflection looks back at you from your blank screen and for a long time you just sit there, wondering what to do now. you flip through the stations but nothing really catches your eye. you make a sandwitch but only eat a few bites. you grab your coat three times to go for a walk and three times you fling it back on to the chair, running your hands through your hair in frustration.

this was stupid; you keep telling yourself how stupid this is. you knew it was coming and for god sakes, it was just an anime... but still... you cant figure out what to do with yourself.

"pssst"!

a sharp hissing catches your ear. for a minute you look around startled-

"psssssst"!

its coming from the tv... the tv you remember switching off.

the screen shows a simple day time scene, grey rocky hills covered with boluders and the like. you hit the power button a few times but nothing you do seems to work. you try unplugging it but still that image is frozen-

no. not frozen. i gental breeze blows and upsets a chicken and her chicks causing them to scurry away. the scene looks so real its as if you could reach out an grab a pebble and-

"HI"!

instantly the scene is blocked by something dirty and orange you give a startled cry and stumble back, knocking your chair over and you hit the floor.

"ooooh... ouchie... that looks like it hurt". rubbing your head you sit up to see a framliar pair of yellow eyes looking through the screen with concern.

"edward is sorry about that. she didnt think you were gonna be that close".

radical ed presses her face against the screen giggling with her trademark grin, as she fogs up the glass. you wonder how bad you hit your head and if this is some kind of-

"-dream"? ed says tilting her head to one side tapping her chin thoughtfully. "could be. but maybe thats the only way ed could get in to touch with you is if you were asleep. heh! thats kind of spooky!" she says raising her hands and waving them around as if she were a ghost. "oh no! dont do that!" she cries ot as you try to hit the power button again. "edward doesnt have much time to talk... i don't want to go just yet..."

you realize she isnt talking in third person and this can only mean she has something seirous to say. so you sit up, replace your chair and sit down staring at the screen.

ed sighs slightly "im sorry for springing this all on you at once, but i didnt know who else to talk to. no body else knew this was coming and i couldnt just tell them! fey would have been all like, 'oh ed. youre always being crazy. stop talking such nonsence. i love money!" she giggled for a second befor moving on. "you... youre the only one i think i can alk to..."

you lean forward with a nod and look the puzzled edward in the eye. hell, if this was a dream you might as well play along.

"no where was i... oh yeah! i was just popping in to say goodbye." she tilts her head with a sad frown. "i always hate saying goodbye and now i have to say goodbye for good. no more adventures. no more chasing bounty heads.... its all over now."

"so... i guess i wanted to thank you for sticking with us this whole time." she says with a sad smile. "i dont know why you people liked to watch us so much... but im glad you did. im glad i got to share our adventures with you i was happy to know i was making other people happy. even though no one else knew you were there, i was happy knowing you were there chaseing the bad guys with us."

unthinkingly you reach up and place your hand against the screen. ed mirrors your motion and presses her hand against the other side. for a split second... you can almost feel her.

"i dont want you to be sad though." she says, staring at your hand on the other side of the screen. "just because you wont see me like normal any more doesnt mean all those exciting times were for nothing, right? every party has to end... but as long as everyone had fun, it was all worth it, right?" you press your hand harder on the screen trying to will the distance between the two of you closed. but ed pulls back, shaking her head. this is how it has to be.

she shakes her head and flashes that big grin again "thank you! and dont worry about me or the others. as long as people like you remember us well be okay!"

with that she extends her arms and makes that silly airplane noise she would make as she 'soars' away from the screen. she runs up a hill and pauses at the crest and turns to look at you again pulling her goggles down over her eyes. "see you space cowboy!"

the screen goes dark.

you cant remember how long you sat glued to your chair, but when you finaly get up you know what to do.

time makes a fool of you and many years down the line, you carry your sleeping daughter to bed after one last bedtime story. as you tuck her in she clutches her brown and white welsh corgi plush to her, the dangling ein tag jingles as she cuddles it in her sleep. a smile rises unbidden to your lips as you kiss her gently on the forehead.

and as you turn out the lights, whispering good night to your sleeping girl, you could almost swear that someone added.

"and this time, i hope she has sweet dreams...