Talon Wyrmling
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Joined: Aug 2008 Gender: Female  Posts: 15 Karma: 0 |  | Trotting Through With a Buyer's Eye « Thread Started on Aug 20, 2008, 4:03pm » | |
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me
Coming...
I wanna have the same last dream again, the one where I wake up and I'm alive. Just as the four walls close me within, my eyes are opened up with pure sunlight. I'm the first to know,
Darkened scales gleaming, Purple eyes glaring. Scales unmatched and up, Claws stretched and put.
I trotted gently through the snow. Blinding whiteness sretching too far for life. Rocks chipping my careful claws to dullness. I searched, I wasn't cold. I wasn't hot. I wasn't missing anything, but yet I searched. What for? I don't know. I didn't know, for all I do know, I'll never know. My mind can't comprehend. This vastness, too vast. Yet, where I came from, it wasn't vast enough. So, what did I want? What do I want? What will I want? A brother, a sister, a father, a mother. One who will accept and understand?
Life ahead, Past abed. Time's awaiting, Present betaking.
my dearest friends, even if your hope has burned with time, anything that's dead shall be re-grown, and your vicious pain, your warning sign, you will be fine.
Gone...
Hey, yo, here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin. Any type of love - it will be shown, like every single tree reach for the sky. If you're gonna fall, I'll let you know, that I will pick you up like you for I,
Claws dug deep, Paws and feet. Wings aspread, Tail afled.
My life. Oh my miserable, lonely life. Why was it me? Why do I even ask? Because I'm different. They called me tiny. I was still like them. A dragon, immortal, unlike a falcon, mortal. It's a curse. I'm a curse. I can't be alone. I'll die. Destruction, that's all I'll ever be good for. To be someone's tool. A toy. Nothing. I don't exist. The breath escaping these lungs make no clouds. My wings don't need air currents. Lightning doesn't strike me, because I am nothing. And I can't die. I'm too scared. Or am I? Am I scared? Or am I being called? My life, oh my sweet, glorious life. What a treasure, to be the loneliest of my kind.
Eyes on snow, Freeze in a flow. A rough breeze, To draw the sneeze.
Like you for I, I thought this thing, I can't replace. When everyone was working for this goal. We're all the children left without a trace, only to come back, as pure as gold, To recite this all.
Let us leave. Now. Forever. We will never be lost, and never be found.
Hey, yo, here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin. Tonight, hey, yo, here I am,
No snow. No air. Is it real? Yes. Am I real? Yes. Why ask? For certainty. Why be certain? For good need. Why? Why not? I will always win. Always. Because I never give up. Never. Here I go. My life will now begin.
Now I saw it. Was it what I was searching for? Yes. Definitely. Beings. I don't know who, or even if they'll be kind. But now my search is over, my wings, folding inward as I climbed a gentle slope to present myself to them. Present like a great lion. A falcon. A dragon. I am different. And I am proud. Because now, I am no longer unique, to be just like everyone else. Now, I am beyond it all. My life. It is my beginning. Throw the rhymes away. Throw the trash and fray. Fray the very fabric, The fabric of time. This is me. Like it or no, Here I am.
and here we go, life's waiting to begin. Tonight, hey, yo, here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin.
...Done
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me
[OOC: Disclaimer: Song used: The Adventure By Angels and Airwaves [beginning lyrics-top and bottom-tan] [Black- short breakers in the post] [Cadmium Lemon- song lyrics] [White- poem section of 3rd person thoughts] [burnt orange- paragraph of 1st person thoughts]
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