December 8, 2010 - 7:07am — faunet
My body is tired and worn
Yet I force myself to do their bidding
Let not my mouth speak
Least they find some satisfaction from them
There are crys of my people
My eyes sting with tears
Tears not from the pain my enemies inflict
But for the ones I call my own the family
That I lived with in perfect piece
Days go by
The sun drags slowly across the sky
The crack of the whip is a daunting sound
I stumble and harsh hands drag me up
They shout curses in my face and prod me with spears
It seems they treat females just the same
For I receive the penalty any man would face
If I displeased my so called masters
I walk the stone path
To my death
The noose awaits hanging freely in the wind
I say nothing and display no emotion
Let the wolves eat my flesh
Take my sight away
Let my body die
So that I won"t watch my people slave away.
Render me useless so that it will not benefit them.
Take this breath from my lungs
Take my bones my sisters and brothers and sharpen them
To use against our enemy.
There is no escape from this destiny
I watch my family with tear strained faces
Watch me as they pull the rope tight around my neck
Some turn away
One couldn't not blame them
I close my eyes and open them sharply
Be ye not the slaves of dogs my bretheren take hold and free thy spirits of these chains,be free.
My clan answers me with shouts some of warriors and some of children
It seems even a woman can light a fire in the dimmest of times.
The enemy is furious and my death is quick
I fade into the black abiss
Slowly aways from the shouts of my people
December 6, 2010 - 9:03pm — faunet
Hey guys it's been awhile.Anyway wanted to drop this note off to explain recent event while I had the chance.The nutcracker went off beautifully both shows were amazing.But like most things they were over in the blink of an eye,can't wait for next year to perform in it again.
The Monday after the show I developed strep throat.And I am still congested.
And last Saturday my grandmother had a stroke.She complains of have a major headache regardless theat she has has countless pain medication.She also can't feel her left leg ,her blood pressure is very high.She remains in the hosptital where the doctors continue to run tests.
This is why I haven't and might not be that active for awhile.
Happy holidays to you all,just incase I don't make it back for awhile.
November 23, 2010 - 5:52am — faunet
For forever.
lol just kidding.
This week is going to be really hectic I have the nutcracker this weekend.I have shoppping to do for the reception,and a bunch of other things.So I might not be on the community and the forest for awhile.
November 20, 2010 - 8:22am — faunet
I tried to not but I had to write this.
Maria watches Sithrim out of the corner of her eye,with a slight smile on her face.The question he asked ealier kept ringing through her mind,{Did you miss me?}.And the honest answer was yes,who wouldn't.As he puffed out rings of smoke from his mouth she chuckled"Show off"she joked with him.
As our conversation drifted we somehow came to the subject of opinions.
Mercy me I thought as my mind flashed to different scenes different places,but somehow included the two of us.As I mentally slap myself I say "Well thats a very loose topic"my voice is a little shaky but I don't think he notices.I look at the sky to try and focus on something other than him.We stand there starind like mofos the way he put it.
The silence was nice,and peaceful,and for somereason I wanted to tell him my past.I felt at ease around him.Something that doesn't happen normally if at all.On impulse I turn and kiss his cheek.
I can't tell wether he thinks I'm drunk or not but at this point,It's hard for me to care."I would love to tell you my opinions but somewhere a little warmer,than on the streets".I smile at him and put my arms over my chest to keep me warm,waiting for his reaction,which I waited with great anticipation.
please don't murder me
November 20, 2010 - 4:27am — faunet
I hate to ask but is anyone willing to draw Maria for me if so let me know.
November 14, 2010 - 3:52am — faunet
Please I am severly bored and need a distraction.
Human deer it doesn't matter to me
I have
Maria
Sierra
Medina newest edition
Shima
November 14, 2010 - 2:03am — faunet
I'm on the very edge
The cliff so high
That there would be no return
It as thin as ice
As is slowly melting
And somehow I smile
Of when I think it can end
That this life that I have been given
Can be ended
To no longer hear
The words
A mother speaks
To her child
That her own flesh and blood is a waste
A waste she says
How refreshing to know
The one support I counted on
Can easily say such things
It puts things in perspective
And makes one resent themselves
Is it so bad to want to die
To find peace in the beyond
To no longer hear those words
Be spoken
No more sunsets
No stargazing
Just utter piece
Would it be so bad to stay on this cliff
And await
The sealed fate
It holds
November 14, 2010 - 1:00am — faunet
This is all so, new and so strange to me.These others show love and affection to one another.It makes my heart burn to watch,and turn around to see that no one is there to give me such tender encouragement.No parents to speak of,no lover to be seen that I can call my own.Just a locket with the letter F and a quote burned into my memory ever since I was a fawn.To thine own self be true is what I was told and have repeated to myself over the years.
I wander this forest and come across many other deer only one other has greated me.And now she is gone.Am I an outcast or do I dispease others with my prescence.The name I was given was Maria.It is said my father named me,but I have yet to know his.My mother called me Fancy for it pained her to remember my father in any way.
I want to trust,I want to love,but can I are there others willing to except me.My legs have taken me to this great old oak while I was lost in thought.I examine the tree with admiration.So big and strong it has stayed here for so long.I let out a sigh and curl up inside the little cave inside.And close my eyes to thine own self be true runs though my mind before I sleep.
November 12, 2010 - 5:12am — faunet
November 11, 2010 - 12:25am — faunet
In the dead of night While
In the dead of night
While the lights were off
You attacked
With no warning
I could not escape
You shot me straight throught the heart
And I cant stop the bleeding
Its dark
You turned away
I knew
I knew of your plans before hand
But I was nieve to believe
You might actually
Have felt something for me
In your cold heart
And even know
That I lie here
Drowning in pool
Of my own blood
I cry because you never
Truly gave me a chance
You never tried to accept my love
That is my only regret
As my heart takes its last beat
And as I draw in my last breath
And separate from this world