Fantasy or Reality
Reality is
A pain most of the time so
To escape just dream
Or maybe read and open
Your eyes to a world of new
The Immortal (Series)
Summerland
Beautiful, Insightful
Breathing, Living, Experiencing
Plants, Animals, People, Souls
Fearing, Torturing, Screaming
Dark, Dreadful
Shawdowland
Mysteries
Somewhere in this world
There are people who know things
Things that would just blow
Your mind to pieces and change your
Entire life and being
Goddesses
Athena
Knowledgeable, Warrior
Fighting, Knowing, Seeking
Owl, Olive, Moon, Stars
Existing, Hoping, Believing
Mysterious, Doomed
Nyx
Curiosity
Have you ever been
Curious about what lays
Above the normal?
Brenna
Brenna
Sitting in a comfy chair
At night
Reading Percy Jackson Novels
Because she has nothing else to do
Bravery
In my dream there was a soldier
He was shot and wounded
He was scared and heard shooting
He saw his friend on the ground
He got up and ran over, picked up his
Friend and took her to safety not caring about the pain
Life Cycle
Among the dead
Before the gods
Out of death
Into the soul
Back to breathing
Among the living
The Curse of John Tim
I walk slowly towards a place of rest
A boy I once thought to be a huge pest
Now he lies asleep in his coffin
His face peaceful and a little softened
This boy I used to know
Now lays in his coffin alone
I regret the words I said to him
To this boy named John Tim
I sat there and cried
Until my eyes were all dried
Then I said to him
To dear old John Tim
“Too bad we couldn’t have tea
I hope your soul finds peace in the sea.”
I got up and walked away
I never visited even in May
His voice still haunts
His voice even taunts
But I refuse to see
Afraid of what it will do to me
So I never went back
Filled with guilt I packed a sack
I headed out to sea
But never packed any tea
Every time I think of tea
The painful memories come back to me
I refuse to think of him
Refuse to think of John Tim
Just then the ocean began a huge fit
My mouth filled with blood from where I had bit
Scared and alone
Now I know
This is the curse of him
The curse of John Tim.
All Because of Jim
I walk slowly to the edge
My heart beating fast as I look over the ledge
As I look behind me I see him
I see the person I hate – Jim
Anger rises in me
And I switch to look at the sea
He is a liar!
I think still not going to tire
All those years!
Saying it was for his career!
I look at him
To this horrible guy Jim
I never felt this way
So I look to him and say
“Jim go away
Don’t even say
‘Don’t be a brat”
Cause I will do just that!”
Then I ran off
My heart no longer soft
Cause of that stupid sea
I will never be me.
