Eternal Sands of Traveler

Late Summer Nights [Poem]

(Mild Cussing Warning)
It was that day,
That moment,
That luck,
That got me my immense happiness,
It teaches me,
That one cannot force the stars to align in their favor.

My words,
Not coming to me easily,
Nor quickly.
Silence was common,
But I know them well,
And I understand why,
I feel that way sometimes too.

I can't wrap my arms around this one girl I want to so badly,
I love her,
And she loves me back,
But oh,
The secrets that are kept behind a back about it,
And while her loving me back isn't always what we admit, sometimes nor me,
Both for security reasons,
I thought about a thing that would've happened.
I can't mention the details here.
If those ones that want me try,
I'll just shoot down their idea of getting such,
I will, and will continue until she's gone.
How I've always been.

I remember so many times now,
Yet just year ago I couldn't remember anything hardly.
This obviously bothered me, though now I can do many things with my mind.

I left the thing on ringer in the bag.
I really need him to not find it.
I can't touch it.
I can't turn it off.
He can't find it.
If someone calls then the jig is up.

Late night poems,
This one I wasn't sure I was to write it,
But I have and you can see that,
Though it may be on the shorter side, as it's already nearly 1:30 AM and I must sleep for tomorrow.
That bird was mentioned a few times while I was gone,
And she asked me if I was to write this poem tonight, to which I said I wasn't sure,
Why can't they be like me typically,
Why must they hide so much behind a curtain,
I'd be lying if I told you it's not my problem,
I have to find a solution to it.

It's 1:26 AM,
I should be sleeping,
I won't check my messages till tomorrow.
I wonder if the stars aligning are like the full moon,
Sometimes it lasts multiple days.
I didn't have a curfew this day,
I could've spent the whole night over at my best friends,
I know why she did that,
And I know why I declined and came back.

I've been trained to be oh so silent with everything
Just by staying up so late too,
And tonight I wish not to stay up for long, and I know if I try I can sleep normally tonight.
Though apparently I'm still not silent enough, so I'll just have to train during the day.
But I am unnoticeable if you're not an observation type.

Instead of lies like that old Hydrac book,
I just don't speak about it.
Why can't she do that too?

Sometimes I say why fight when you know you can't win,
Which can also be said why want what you can't have,
But I do still want to be over there, with them,
Walking anywhere and everywhere.
It's just so nice.

Sometimes,
The world is evil,
Others it's good,
You're always still in for the rollercoasters ride for an indefinite amount of time,
After all,
The odds are always stacked against you.
You're always on a five minute timer.
You always must consume liquid water and food.
You need other things always too,
Though I think I've said enough.
But you never know when you're going to leave the rollercoaster of life or not.
Just be careful if you're meaningful.

1:37 AM, device 81 percentage.
Zero is an integer.
Math questions are hard,
8th graders in and advanced class in a specific school take highschool math.
People don't like math.
(Some) People don't like reading,
Others do.
They don't like using and gaining their mental strength.
I get it,
But why have a math question as meaningless as the following
"What is the 264th digit in the repeating decimal of 10/17."

We all go through times,
Tough rough and well.
Hardly any are neutral,
Unless you're stoic.
I show signs of stoicism,
Though I do value many things.

I can understand animals alot more than most people,
And with a dog I can provide myself entertainment and not be so alone.
Some people feel alone while surrounded,
Or just not,
And that must be terrible.
I've felt lonely once,
Not more,
Just once.
And I didn't like it,
It lead me to my deep dark thoughts I wish not to think about,
Nearly to a breakdown,
But I am okay obviously.

Time time time,
Sometimes I wish the time god could be around in a way I'd have more time.
I wonder if and when I'll have more time.
I must do things tomorrow,
So must sleep,
Goodbye reader.
Signing off L.N.S-T #4