I's not a Dinosaur

This world you see is a dark cesspool of revolting scum. We're zombies, unwilling to feel. We'd rather hide behind our drugs. All of us from grungy junkies to beaten housewives with their Valium. In barcaloungers, with our king-size fast food clutched in hand, we'd rather watch television than be alive, and yet we're all afraid to die. Children starving in foreign worlds, five-cents for a life? Adolescents starving for attention in a world of true strife. Fundamentalists on TV preaching about some all-powerful God, needing you to pay a sacred price. And you, Nietzsche-wannabe, smugly smirking, pretending to be better than the rest of us. All because you know how to whine about all of society's flaws?

Above any of the other zombies that roam this Earth, I pity your lack of life.

This is a Test

For some reason my blog isn't working. I'm attempting to fix it.

EDIT: it worked. :D

Today I Hate Myself

A Fairy Tale Ending
A princess in a castle,
Waiting for a knight to save her.
An impatient distressed damsel,
She had won my farm boy's favor.

He felt he had no chance
So I helped him reach the tower's top.
Now I watch the wedding dance,
And plead this cruel world to stop.

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Ignore the absolute crappiness of this poem. I was watching Princess Bride and being a mopey child.

Save Me, Tom Cruise

Perfection
You kiss me eyes closed
The world stands still
My heart explodes like a firework sky

All I've wanted.

You kiss me eyes closed
I'm so close to being her
Same hair, same build, same silly grin

All you've wanted.

I kiss you eyes closed
Because I can have you
When I believe our beautiful lie.

It's perfect.

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I haven't written anything of quality in such a long time. >.< Then I just sat down and wrote this. I'm so proud of it.

Anyhow, I hope you liked it and your life is filled with nothing but happiness.

I'm in a really good mood.

Jabberwocky

You guys really don't understand how much I miss Karns. I've decided I might just threaten my mom that if she doesn't send me back to Karns, I'll kill myself. I was reading Helen's old blog and I got all nostalgic. That place totally owns HVA. I hate my school so, so very much.

And something's really bothering right now. I just can't find this poem I wrote last semester on the back of a German paper. I really liked it. It was about a guy and girl who are always sneaking out to see each other at night, but at school she's nothing to him. So she dumps his ass. It wasn't a personal poem which made it all the better.

And I wish I lived in the Republic of Dave. Don't ask it's a video-game thing.

Anywho, I have to get to piano lessons.

Laters,
Rhiannon

The World's a Fine Place

Refuge is sought in the crawlspace beneath a loose floorboard.

"I'm afraid."

"Hush dear."

Bated breath as footsteps move down the hall.

Closer, closer.

"Mommy."

A hand is clasped over a mouth.

Whistling comes from the hallway.

Closer, closer.

Stop!

The footsteps, the breathing.

Only the terror remains.

A door creaks open.

"Clau-di-a.

Ro-o-sie,

C'mon out.

I know you're in here.

Don't be scared."

Silent tears run down a mother's cheeks. The stench of whiskey fills the room.

Could the neighbors have heard the screams?

Would they call the police before the gunshots rang?

Was this world really worth fighting for?

Life, Save the Empty

Today, Yesterday

You wrapped your arms around me

And it took my breath away.

It felt like not a single meaningless day had passed

Since you last held me.

Like it was only yesterday.

When we finally let go, you turned

And you introduced me to her.

A flawless porcelain doll, beaming, loving you

With all of her naive heart

Like there was no day but today

You told her that we were old friends

And I understand why you did.

But seeing you, seeing her, I couldn’t help wonder

What our lives would be like

If you loved me like you did yesterday

Had we been the real deal, true love,

And do you really love her?

Could we have been as happy as you are with her?

Do I still love you?

No.

Not today.