Eternal Sands of Traveler

A Day of Realization [Poem]

(Mild Cussing Warning)
Hello readers,
Here I sit,
I'm in the same spot I always am.
Though, there's multiple lights on.
And it's only 10:39 PM as of starting this.

I've been burned,
Poisoned,
Shredded,
Shattered,
Over pressured,
Overpowered,
Distilled,
And engraved,
Yet I still stand here,
And while standing,
Have realized,
There's still people that's went through more.
I managed to piss a bird off,
They didn't like my comment,
I underestimated just how much they knew.
Heck,
They had to leave,
And the owner didn't enjoy I pissed off their bird.
Nor did I mean to.
Truly was a day of realization.

I like to tie things in knots,
That Glaring Soulstealer did it before me,
But there's been a pass down of tradition.
More people enjoy tying knots in random stuff.

As I am here today,
My mind playing a section of "The only exception" by Paramore,
Thinking about Midnight,
Pondering.
I've wandered many places, mentally though not so much physically,
I'm a Traveler.

He's done alot of wrong today,
Yet the only day he's even seemed like he's cared a bit.
Obviously observant,
He got mad when I found his secret,
Was sure to hide it well enough.
His soul taken by the devil seemingly,
He does wrong all the time,
More lies than that Hydrac book,
Less observation,
Obviously.

That Hydra enjoys my company it seems.
The bird enjoys my writing style.
They have caught onto something,
I'm not sure what,
But I wonder if they listened closely.
Not that it matters,
Nor do I know.

The time now being 11:23 PM.
Device at 26%.
I've opened my eye on the world to see,
Silence is a sign of strength,
Observation happens anywhere and everywhere,
It's also a signal of power,
Wealth is just a thing of survival in the modern world,
Strength matters in all worlds.
But if silence is a thing of strength,
I've been strong all my life.
And if observation is a thing of the real world, I've grown up a little too fast.
Not nearly as fast as some though.

While I aimed for this to be the longest L.N.S-T by far,
I'm not upset I'm not even 400 words in and it's been over an hour.
It's 12:14 AM now.

As I sit here again,
I've taken a break,
It's now 12:38 AM.

Only about now I've reached 400 words.

I sit here,
I've thought about Midnight about a billion times in general, and mostly in this spot.
I've thought about how to kick up a cloud of dust,
How to kill off a dying empire,
How to analyze that Hydra in more depth,
Just about that Hydra in general,
About that nothing yet great power,
About where I'll go in life,
How lazy I am for thinking of so many things,
Just sitting,
Sitting in this darn one spot.
Insecurities huh?
We've all got them,
Some more some less.
Can't think about them when you're always thinking about other stuff.

I've been in a car with music on while being drove somewhere multiple times,
Though only 2 have lead to representations,
And only one of those I could see decently in,
The other I was in the front passengers seat,
Oh how this brings back those eerie memories.

I'm not sure what I'll do if I see them next year.
I probably will.
Though let's be honest,
I know I will see at least 2 of them involved.
Both of those two are the ones that I oh so hate.
One didn't even let me know I was gonna be forced into what I was.
They really didn't pay attention to my tears,
Either don't care or don't think I rarely cry anymore.
That Hydra knows what I'm talking about just by the last bit,
And they cry less than me too,
Yet even they realized it was fucked up not to notice.

Y'know,
When you challenge someone to do something,
Or say they can't,
They often do it.
That bird does especially.

Observation is the key to knowledge,
And those two combined can lead to estimating many things,
And with that you can gain more knowledge.

I've got pain,
My body been sore for days,
My neck now wishing to be popped,
I have many traumatic experiences,
We all feel pain.
I feel some other's pains,
Merely out of the empathy I've been able to gain back after being this wartorn.
Sometimes you wish you could forget things,
It ain't no different for me.

Here I am,
About 800 words in,
30% on my device,
The timestamp reads 1:26 AM on it.
I've been writing this L.N.S-T for hours.
The bird probably thinks I'm not writing one tonight,
It's whatever,
They'll be surprised when they find it.
Welp,
I probably should be going to sleep before 2.

I've got images stuck in my head from about a decade ago,
And many more as the years come more recently than older ones.
It feels amazing to have this good of a mind,
Before a time in 7th I had hardly no memory,
Couldn't view even a simple shape in my head unless I was having a dream,
Couldn't pull up my mental maps or any images in my head,
Yet could do mental math so well.

Does the bird enjoy my L.N.S-T's just because it feels like I'm more open this way?
Well,
If so,
Whatever,
I could talk about almost anything they want as open as they want it if I trusted them.
So bird,
If you're reading this,
And you want me to trust you,
Either lie even better,
Or admit your secrets.
And I'm sure you're good enough to find an error in this system.
But I don't care.
After all,
Are we enemies or friends?
Both is a better option than none.

Me and Hydra disagree sometimes,
We've done it on a debate over worth while being powerless,
Me being dumb,
But we have agreed on many things too.

Part 7 of 7,
So this is L.N.S-T #6?
Well I've got like 450 poptabs.
I must have more than a thousand pokemon cards,
I've got a bunch of pokemon games,
I know many code names,
And I give away too much info about myself here.
Why do I give out so much knowledge?

Did she pick up the phone yet?
I think she may not have,
If she can prove she's done it,
I might care.

Karma is real,
Karma is also a person I oh so hate,
They're a stupid gossipy girl,
One of the crowd,
Though I do enjoy 2 songs that have karma in their name,
And as a concept it's interesting.

I think I'm done writing,
It's 1:56 AM anyways,
So have a good day or night,
Whatever it is,
Signing off L.N.S-T #6