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Me: what a hard day...
Myself: well at least we learnt something.
Me: you know I always wonder about talking to myself like this am I a crazy person?
Myself: I guess maybe if we were you wouldn't be asking but then again you are asking yourself so maybe its in between.
Me: I think it may be because I can offer good advice to others and not my self that i try asking myself for advice creating you.
Myself: that's very clever thinking because you kinda trust only yourself so that seem like something that would occur.
Me: I wonder if this makes me some sort of freak or maybe everyone does this.
Myself: we wouldn't know anyway I guess you can just count yourself lucky that you got me. remember that time at the beach when you were about to sleep with your friends girl and she said no because of him.
Me: yea I asked myself what I should do.
Myself: Yes and I said maybe we should just stop because he is our only best friend and even though we care for her or feel for her more than he would or believe we would. We both know it was wrong.
Me:Yea and remember that time when my other friend was smoking and asked me if I wanted to?
Myself:But that time it was your decision because I said if you wanted to look cool that's what they expect but you didn't go.
Me: well I was scared then so I didn't.
Me: I often wonder if you're like my concision and my concision is myself why do I only have one, there's suppose to be a good and bad right t?two of myself?
Myself: Maybe I'm both forms in one easier for you to talk to one person right?
Me: yea that seems right but then.
Myself: you wont trust yourself knowing bad exist within yourself. Me:I guess I cant trust anyone even myself.
Myself: But then that means that mistakes are meant to be made in life and that you can only trust yourself to make the right decisions.
Me: That's right and if its one bad person I can trust,hate,blame,curse,and forgive. It is Myself.
Me: I'm so lost in my mind right now huh.
Myself: Indeed.
 0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 12:06pm · 0 Comments |
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Repetition of Love by Ness Write |
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There is a me inside... Its hard to explain..the me inside...The me inside, How can I put this?
..There is a me inside that is the real me..That me inside with all my talents and hopes and dreams...There is a me inside that knows what it is that I must do and say...There is a me inside that knows how to stand and fight for what he believes in...That me inside was once there for you to see..
That me inside, deep in my core..That me.. T-T That me is dying to say to you ...I love you... But that me wont let me you see..That me inside holds dear to him the past as much as I do... That me wont say that its time to let go of you.. That me that was Happy and felt free.. Feeds nothing but anger and sadness to me...
Constantly.. u.u But there are times like now when I feel calm you see when that me realizes its his fault that you are gone and things cant be the way they used to be....
I think that you always knew that the me inside created me to get back at you... But just like that Me..I cant help but love you too.. Despite all the things I do... now there's two hearts that feel that they belong with you... and just like The me inside the Very me to the core...I two must recreate a new me once more..
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 11:59am · 0 Comments |
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Dark Writer of the Light by Ness Write |
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It's so easy to write when I am sad, about feeling bad,people who make me mad.
It becomes so easy to write about gore ,horor and fear,Heartbreak and even despair and the details are so clear it is almost as if you were there.
It's almost natural to me when writing about pain as it is coursing trough my veins and syncing perfectly with my finger tips.
It so easy as though the pen is moving to a tone like it has a mind and a story of its own.
I almost wonder if it was me reading back all that I have written for the world to see.
I am answered undoubtedly who else can it be since every piece has a piece of me that I can see quite clearly.
I would think ill of me too like I am guessing you probably do but I am not you and I know one thing that is true so let me explain it as simply as I can to you.
When the time comes and my cup is about filled I will drink before it spills.
That is to say that on that day when i pick up my pen with sadness and sorrow dwelling within, I am sitting there in person for you to see but there is nobody,nobody more closer to me than me.
With one hand on my heart and another on my mind I will channel all the fuel that I can find, trying desperately not to leave a single sadness or sorrow behind.
The stories and poems,truths and details comes naturally when I do this you see.
It is easy this way, easy for me to write my feelings and move on to a brighter day Leaving my cup empty to be filled once again and upon that day once again fresh work to entertain.
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 11:50am · 0 Comments |
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Unfelth Sorrow by Ness Write |
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Hearts are cold and lovers quarrel all the time the taught of it just wastes my time. Pieces of this hearts puzzle will fit to make that bigger picture clear but you're a piece not belonging here.So moving on seems quite clear after all the tries and fail dont think my heart is broken Dear.Hurt is felt but no regrets and happiness my path that's set.I can say all this for me without a care because I know that you fear the loss of someone dear. A friend to you I cannot be, because you might just fall again for me. I rather have my mind set clear than be burden by your depressing stares and silent sighs sung loud enough to catch my ears.As you may think that I hide my pain.The truth can actually be more profound as though I had no feelings at all to be found.why should I sing the lovers blues when you gave me nothing much to lose?It is quite easy to see the one who lost all was clearly not me as I was always there and yet you didn't seem to care.My love is as lost to you as the open air dries up a solemn's tear.
 On days like this I would stare in to my heart and compare..The things I feel and the things you swear.yet none of them can make a pair.
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 11:36am · 0 Comments |
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Thicker than Blood by Ness Write |
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There are things hidden deep within me... My life has been the creator of these things and my purpose became to keep them locked within.Every step,every word,every breath,every touch,and every tear holds signs of my despair and only those who look real close can see trough the outer hoax. A man trying to hide his pain, sadness, his anger, his rage out of fear he will disappear. The scorn of being told "You are just like the man who brought you here." Is my truly deepest darkest fear.When everyone leaves and I'm alone in my corner I would go and release the building up of my tears and screams to ease my heart that I may have some pleasant dreams.Sorrow cannot be held up inside or it will destroy my pride,releasing when angered or touched, but none can know for there is none I trust.Why was I born? what hope is there for me? Is this truly my my terrible destiny?These things seemed to drown me more and more eating away at my core, and my life it seemed pointless therefore and to my wrist i drew a blade and tried to cut my way out this pain the blood flowed fast and thick and i felt my end coming quick with consciousness lost i felt relieved that sorrow would be released.Awake again to a beeping sound in a bed and nurses all around my bed a soft pillow beneath my head. Body weak and could not move I screamed in fear as I saw the tubes.A nursed rushed over to calm me down and explained to me how I was found. She sat beside and held my hand, why? I could not understand but at the touch I felt something like never before like some reaching in my soul and the tears ran from my eyes but she did not seem surprised. She smiled and wiped them away and said to me "you're not alone I will stay"I was hospitalized for two weeks and in that time she stayed true, kept by my side and walked me trough.We spoke each day and before I knew I was better and happy too. on the day that i was to leave she held me and i felt so relieved. I took her aside and asked her if she felt that way I did when we touched and told me that yes it was true that she felt and still do,feel the same way that I do.She slowly looked down and pulled up her sleeves and showed the scars no one ever sees. I traced them over with my finger tips as we both shared a kiss and the words she said will never be forgotten"Love is thicker than blood and pain can be forgotten" 
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 11:25am · 0 Comments |
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Kannie's Young God By Ness Write |
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In this city, In this place in his case he would be "just a waste of time so take him off your mind fellas"
She heard them say as they kick him in the ribs and leave him in the corner alone there for hours.
He isn't human hes just a gray scale writer, darker than the grim wasted and alone with no one that matters.
He just sits up bracing the wall there all winded and covered in his own blood looking down and smiling away for a while.
Insane and laughing he could be some weirdo on a street feeling broken and alone for no reason,yet he gets up and on his feet and make his way up the street moving to a common beat.
It's not like to anyone in town that's how it will go down if hes lucky then hes lucky to get even a little attention.
But in Kannie's eyes hes a young god trying not to hurt his own status graciously receiving their ridicule like it don't matter, if anything they would say anything amidst all the people who dont know what she know none of them even read what hes written or understand this mad hatter.
He makes her smile, laugh, and cry with out a conversation or confrontation.Reading his work when over worked by school life is her ritual and to meet him like she met him for her is just to see him as human as ever.
Its not for the fame and the name, no he doesn't go around shining like a bulb or the sun no not ever.
He's dimer than the sky under the bad weather when he walking around the bright town in his dark leather.
Kannie gotta put some shades on though cause he brighter than the sun when he calms down to that pen and paper. When he writing he be writing like he know she be getting excited, like into Kannie's heart he was personally invited.
She just thankful for the Gore,Love,Horror, and his romance so exciting,if he wrote it then she read it and can recite it.
No need to fight it or deny it she a fan like no other, to hear him read his own work she would put her own heart down on the silver platter.
So to her he is just her own private love letter to notice that she notice would make him be so the more clever, but for now she can do no harm and stare as this young god blooms making the work of his pen a commandment or notice that will last in kannie's heart forever so she hangs on every word like it was their relationship together.
If he asked for it to be shared it would have reached the North,West,East and South without a doubt but he isn't looking to be noticed just found like a national treasure and Kannie's a proud owner of this young gods treasures.
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 11:14am · 0 Comments |
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William Feel by Ness Write |
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To be or not to be? that is the question.
The very question that rattle my mind trough all seasons and time, undying with the times spent gazing upon your beauty that stretches beyond flesh.
Are we to be or not?
What claim do I have to the heart of this gorgeous woman?
Alas it be none but a self opinion of mine own design built up over time.
Should you let it be, my heart if I could out of thine own chest I would rip and seal within a metal box and place in thine care along with a destructible key.
For alas I am man and would not be sufficient in protecting mine own love my own treasure and be prone to temptation.
I do not doubt these things as the fears of many yet I must come clean before the eyes that pierce the devils heart and saw his truths buried in fancy words and bring them to surface.
I cannot look into them as the devil but as the pure and untainted child I was when I first met you.
I love you and it is this love that has carried me this far gazing only upon you as my queen to be or not to be for I can still love your beauty and still cherish your smile,your gestures,your personality and nothing can change that feeling that I have for you not even harsh words from thine own lips to me like poison of the deadliest kind I am immune,not temptation,Not even death can steal away my love and admiration for if I am to die with your hand or without it I would have lived knowing you,loving you and only you craving only contact with thine flesh but content with the sounds of your voice and that marvelous beauty of which I have been blessed to have gazed upon with mortal eyes.
Temptation cannot best me for I am without idle desires of an others grace.
To be or not to be that is the question?
Your answer does not worry me.I am first and foremost a master of mine own heart and will, given to you or kept in thine own hand my heart will be mine own yet occupied by my love for you and only you alone.
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 10:51am · 0 Comments |
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Dont Igno.....Go In Time Allow Love.Dont Regret Untill Gone |
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There is something I want to hide here....Are you ready?...The prison you are locked inside holds no bars its always open and you're free to leave but would you go after it has been so much fun, so much laughter and even tears become enjoyable because you're feeling understood,You have all the control all the say. Are you understood? and who can say that you aren't? In fact you're well understood, a majority of us are so understood that you cant ever escape or pull away for too long and if you haven't noticed the seconds turning to minutes,to hours and then to days the world you know is your cell but not yet your hell.Its funny for me who is there to be telling you about what you know but probably will not see as danger,how can it be when there is so much there too do an endless abyss of entertainment to be found,created adventure at your finder tips,Personification into the unreal where anything can be possible. Soon you will see but it may be too late for you to hate what you have come to love and think it your enemy may be wrong too for the one who is hurting you is only you and your enemy is yourself and what you choose to do with the choice you have have placed before you.Your pain is buried and twisted with pleasure so you wont see until you leave and notice what you have lost when you try to do what was once natural to you,then you will feel something eat at you shaking your heart with fear only for a moment when you have breathe a breath of fresh air and then fall back in to the illusion of comfort and bliss that tells you that you dont need to worry about something you miss,You dont need to worry about something you wont need anymore just focus on this and then this,now this, here's what you missed,no need to go out of the door no need to leave this place just let it use your mind,you can be young again and have powers too,you can,love whoever you want to,sex is just a click away so why dont you stay?Stay....stay,stay,stay,stay plugged in.This is real but something is......Something....Ignore what you have read. smile continue to enjoy life. We love you and always will...hahahahahah!
0rigin Unknown · Sat Nov 19, 2016 @ 10:39am · 0 Comments |
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