I can't be seen.... if I'm seen by someone, they'll hurt me, and if they hurt me, I'll hurt them... I have to hide.... I'm not normal... I was hurt because I'm not normal... he hurt me.... Everything hurts.... it hurts to think about it.... the memories.... the memories are terrible.... I want them gone, I need them out of my head.... I need them blown out of my head.... they all hurt, all of them, I need my brain shredded to bits, I want the pain gone, nobody would care..... but my Mother. My mother needs me.... my mother cares about me..... I think... I think that she cares about me.... I don't know.... but she needs me.... but I wish she didn't..... then I could make the memories leave..... forever....
Good, evil, nothing in the middle.
Love, hate, a never ending riddle.
Fact, fiction, nothing what it seems.
Awake, Sleep, never ending dreams.
How I so long for my purpose in life
Spreading its dubiousness, rampantly rife.
I can see my end, there clinging the knife...
Marching my soul to the sound of drum and fife.
Break the Glass, Break My Fall
Break my Heart, ...when in gall.
Break the Past, Break Your Thrall
Break the thought of we had it all...
Darkness in my hindsight, light ahead.
To shatter this curse and make amend.
Now struggling with the hate I had led.
Stopping the source of sorrow I had bred....
I’m so Alone...
Yet we are all that
Here, there, crying at home
Now, Then, tears to foam
Can you admit it?
Or do you cling to ignorance?
That makes you so “bold”
Every man faces death...
...Alone
This is just a tale of great passion
not one of great trend or fashion
Its my life of life I have lived alive
Now in continues forever in the mind
Make It Fast, Make Me Awe
Break my ignorance, ...when you start to call.
Make me gasp, Make me fawn
Make it start, so the love can dawn...
Whisper is sitting in his favorit patch of orange popies slowly humming to no one. His black shiny Magpie mask hanges from a small branch on a tree above him, showing his tear stained eyes.
Wish is sittin on the bank of the pound stiaring out at it, his ear are pressed against his head as he mumrmers sad nothingness. You think you see tears slowly falling.
I see those fawns with there mommys and daddys...why dont I have any? Am I ugly or mean? Am I really just a terriable fawn!? I try to be nice..I give big deers and littel deers flowers and spells but I still have no mommy or no daddy!? At night I get cold and duringing the day im lonely. I just want to be loved...but I guess im just that unloveabel..*sniffel* Im scared and im cold and all these deer...there so tall! Im s small...I WISH someone cared.
A quick thing about a new deer of mine called Wish!
A man made clay from graveyard soil and bones form a graveyard his young victims lay. For when he hered children at play, past the day, he found fear and now the slowly decay. That man took that clay and made a fawn and gave that fawn his soul.
Wishes on stars to far I fear,
Nightmares in daylight seens the darkness dosent care,
Candles in the night are your only friend,
Sickenling cold till the end,
As reality it dose bend,
As I travel to that place bettween dreaming and me,
Where no walls spread out,
the world its silver and gray,
No sunlight,
No day,
As I say goodbye to the monsters in my bed,
Oh those children in my head,
as they sing of faeries,
And secret things,
I say hello to the night,
And goodbye to the day,
Oh the candle light helps me see this way,
The night and me we one of a kind,
So please young spirits release my mind,
All the shadows in these woods,
And the windows to the deep,
Oh please blue spirit let me sleep!
..that is my WISH
Whisper:
NOT IN FOREST!!
Mood:
Cheering up a bit after quick meeting with Chopin
Thoughts:
Now im so lonely...
Where:
Wandering around playing with fawns
Love:
Chopin....!
Notes:
He's lonely and wants to just be with people
Bio: http://endlessforest.org/community/whisper039s-biography
Whish:
IN FOREST
Mood:
Cheerfull
Thoughts:
So whats your whish?
Where:
Stiaring out at the pound
Love:
Feels it isnt his place to love
Notes:
Blank
Bio:
not done yet
"Ugggghhhhhh" the small stag groaned to himself as he scrapped blue berry out of his pale gray fur. Groaning as his skin was rubbed raw he sloshed back into the water and soaked. The wind whispered songs of life and death, love and hate to him as he simply imageined he was some where else in the world as he offten did! He had only recently left his shadowy home of the forest to eat berrys with a few fawns. His ears where down so that he wouldn't hear the world around him. He watched a small doe at the edge of the forest suddenly jump and ears perk. They swiveled for a moment befor she dashed into the dark shadowy part of the forest. Confused the littel gambeler pulled his head up and hear many deer heaed in that dierection. He smelt..blood! He dashed in that dierection as fast as his thin long legs allowed. When he smelt blood he never whent towards it, the news would spred by the blue jays and crows that filled the forest befor he had a chance to wounder what it was, but for some undesireable reason he was shooting through under growth, schratched by throns, tripping and stmubeling but scrambeling forward not careing about balance. Some where inside his soul and heart his senes screamed *Faster faster faster* so he ran..faster. Others where gathered around, most he had never seen bofor, some weeping others praying, a couple just shook there heads. He couldnt break through the first few deer but as soon as they saw him they parted, as if his presents ment something to this moment. First thing he saw was the crying soul eatting Doe he had learened to avoid. She seemed normal at the moment. As he came closer he notice something that made his mind shatter. He couldnt be shure who it was...just blue fur...not music notes. "Master Chopin" The killer doe wailed. The words hit my ears but did not enter. I stumbeled forward and gentaly nuged over the body. A wailing scream of terror and hatrid broke out from some where close. It..it came from me.
I have found love in one of the most unexpexted places...music. And I have allways love music, tunes ond tones, melodys and and intsrumants strung together with sould or words. But once was *In love with music* but now Im *In Love with Music!!!* As few of you know i know have a love in my life and I am more then ready for it to stay that way for a verey long time. I will andmit, And i warned my new luv this, I wasn't the best person befor and even though Im trying to change I do tend to make a bet and throw my cards around when peopl turn there backs. Im am sad of my self but I will push my self harder to as you may say walky the sraight and narrow for him...yes him. I am a him..and he is a him we are hes. Our sort of love is not comm in this forest but they have excepted steranger things with open arms, I hope we are no exception. Do you want to know who "He" is!? Som of you may allready know others, may think they know and others clueless...well im i love with..Chopin!
Ace was just strolling down a side walk looking through windows off shops as he passed them. It was noon at the moment and the snn beat down on him so he picked a bench out underneth a large oak. Wemon and girls in frilly dresses, men and boys in suites and overalls scurie around the town as if the end of the world had come. Knocking the brim of hit black hat down around his eyes he began to doze a bit. "Hey"! came a anoying voice "Hey Ace is that you"!? His blue eyes peared out from under the hat to met the grays of a small boy in a long black coat. "Yeah" he mused. "Wow! No one can find you anymore you just droped off the map"! "No I got a new one" He was refering to the fact that he lived with a good friend in his large estate instead of the slums he once called home. "Oh so you don't play anymore"!? The teenager waited for a moment, this was sly the sixteen yearold booky for some of the best yet worst peopl in the game. "Matters whos playing"he said cautiosly. Sly smiled..slyly "Ill give you one guess...". Ace knew exactly who had challenged him..Sam. Now Sam didn't sound look or act like any teyp of threat..but for Ace he was the biggest. When Ace was younger he played Sam..that was whe Sam was known as one of the best players out there. Ace beat him out big time and ever scince Sam has wanted his head on a stake. Ace gave a white smile "Sur..." Wait he couldn't gambel! He had given that up to live with Chopin! He bit his lip and sat up. Sly sighed "I see you don't want to i'll tell him you back out and.." "Wait no"! He wouldn't bet money..Sam didn't want money he wanted his titel back. "I bet my titel at six tonight" he stated. Sly smiled wrote it down in a small note book and scurye off to tell Sam. The red hiared boy sighed and layed back thinking *What could go wrong*!?
Ok well I just got an awemazeing mate for my littel deer whisper (wink wink) and so I had this sitting on my desktop and I was going to post it if there relationship slowed down suddenly but it actually speed up BIG TIME!! So I post now!!!
