March 31, 2010 - 3:49pm — faunet
Ill bite my tongue
And close my eyes
For it isnt worth the petty fight
Whats the use of screaming
When whats said is said
Whats done is done
I wont forget
But that doesnt mean Ill carry on with it
After all its pointless a fight.
Ill walk away first
But that does not mean you have won the fight
Ill never surrender
For what I believe in is true
My friends you gathered together
And stood up for me
For this I thankyou
I can not say much about the person you were fighting
But now lets cease fire
And take a deep breath
For whats the point of continuing this battle
When we have already won the war.
Only more wounds will be inflicted
And rubbed with salt.
So lets wash them with water and walk away.
Guys ok sorry for posting that last night I was selfishly trying to stop Faunee from cluttering my writing blogs with her hurtful words.
( this is not all I have to say but I put it up later.)
March 31, 2010 - 5:04am — faunet
Look Faunee Im glad you back and all but please keep your opion that my writing oh what did you say was pointless,boring and bull,to yourself. The other members have not expressed disapproval in my writing of Anna even though she is not a deer character of mine.
March 31, 2010 - 4:42am — faunet
I warn you here and now
Tell all that you see
Protect your mask dear young ones
There is a collector lurking about.
He hides in the shadows
Waiting for a chance to steal your beautiful mask
He proudly displays them on his antlers
Forever there they will stay
You face will be unmasked
If you are caught unaware
There is no hint to his prescence
Only the slight sound of the tapping of masks on one another
That will be your only clue
He stalks silently through the night
Collecting all he can
When the sun peaks through the clouds
He drifts back to the place from which he came
Stalking you during the day
Taking what he wants by night
I have warned you
Now be carefull of the collector that is lurking about.
March 31, 2010 - 3:42am — faunet
Might I say
The days are passing
Quickly coming
And quickly disappearing
At the break of dawn
You open your eyes
The next second your closing them
Sleeping into the night
Do you give a passing thought
To this time
That flys so secretly fast
Creeping up behind you
With no warning
Please dear friends
Take time to reflect on this time
For it passed by
So fast
For one day your saying your first words
The next graduation day is upon you.
Cherish these times
Regret nothing
For one day you will look back
And wonder about these times.
March 31, 2010 - 1:35am — faunet
I sit and dream
Of that boy who sat behind me
His smile was infectious
And he was always a mischievious lad
He could easily make me laugh
Over the years we grew up together in the same school
He is still somewhat of a rebel
Only I did not know the true extent
You could say I was suprised to find all that was doing
Confronting him that day
Ugh it makes me want to cry
He showed we the scars that his father gave him
He said this was the reason
The only reason why he drank
I remember touching those scars
Those ugly scars that were etched into his skin
He smiled weakly..
As my pained eyes looked into his.
He said
No one knows but you
You will be the only one that will ever know he said
Crying he embraces me in a hug
And whispers
I love you in my ear.
With my own arms I gently comfort him
I did not have to dig deep to answer him
For after all these years I had steadily fallen for him as well
I love you to
I whispered my answer
And by the lake at sunset
We had our first kiss
We are still together
And I can still see the love he has for me in his eyes
But I often think
How could a parent be so cruel
He left his home and he smiles as though he were a child again
Free and happy
Its the same for me knowing he is happier
That and the fact that he is by my side
Nothing will separate us.
For even now as we take each others hands neither one of us will ever let go.
March 30, 2010 - 5:47am — faunet
Figures dancing gracefully
In time with the music
The flow of fabric is captivating
Paineted faces
I remember
But their names I can not trace
Horses prance through
A snow storm
But these memories are drifiting in and out of my mind
These things I used to know
Are a littler hazzy
A different person I used to be
Oh how I wish I can remember the face
Of the person who kept me safe
In their warm inbrace
Alas only bits and pieces can I remember.
But a song I remember the best
That was once my cherished tune
Is my only key to unlocking
The past that I was once apart of
The things I remember are so few
But I truly wish to know
Who were these dancers ,theses faces
That I see
Why did I travel through a storm
With horse
Its seems like my heart is familiar with them all
Yet I can not trace them
Will someone tell me of my past.
For I long to know who my family was
And who I was as well
March 30, 2010 - 5:08am — faunet
Look up its right in front of you
Staring you in the face
All you have to do is take one step
One step that is all
And it shall be yours
But you will have taken it away from someone else
One lie is all will take
To secure your crime
To ease their minds
But to only haunt yours in return
It will only be followed by other lies
That will be used to cover one another.
Until you have a tangled mess
But if you truly want it
Go ahead and grab it
Or safe yourself the lies and deception
And sacrifice for a little while
Strive to get it
In the end the reward will be more pleasantly enjoyed
You will have taken the harder path
A path that most do not follow
But you will better for following it
In the end you will be happier.
March 29, 2010 - 7:30pm — faunet
Chapter 4
An abrupt awakening
Anna was awakened by Midnights frantic snicker.Its was soon accompanied by the sound of something falling outside the barn door. Eyes wide open she murmered a couple words of comfort to her horse letting him follow her outside.Looking around she could barely see anything but she could feel eyes on her."Hello she called out in almost a whisper. But no reply was to be heard.Deciding it must have been her imagination she heads back to the barn coaxing Midnight along.
When all of sudden 4 or five people are behind her. Her arm are grabbed and bound something is put over her mouth. She tries to fight but her attackers to strong. Anna can hear Midnight's outraged cry.He tries to bluff them the way he did to Miles but one of the attackers lasso a rope around his neck.Anna struggles against the pair of hands on her arm kicking at their shins truly enraged at them for roping Midnight.But struggle as she might she could not get away. As she turned to look at her attackers she discovered they were the indians she had met earlier in the day. A stream of curses flowed through her mind. Luta must have brought them here she thought but why she wondered. Before she could think any more she was put onto a teathered horse and lead by one of her indian captors.
They were still riding as the sun came up Anna could see things clearly now. The horse she was riding was being lead by Tokalah. And Midnight was lead by one of the other warriors.Annas feelings were a blur she knew her family would not arrive home for two more days,and by that time they would be far away.She knew her parents would be worried but would she ever see them again.Her thought drifted over various other thing such as the reason for her capture. But she could not say a word for they had tied a piece of cloth around her mouth.Once in awhile Tokalah would look back at her for some reason or another. But the one Anna was looking for was Luta the traitor.
March 28, 2010 - 10:13pm — faunet
I am crying like a child
Not able to hide behind the mask any longer
I was the daughter my mother once desired
But ever since I was young Ive disappointed her
No in her words she used disgusted
Ever since my brothers death
I feel her regret of giving birth to me
Becoming more pronounced
I am a failure
My father would not go against my mother
He would be on her side on any case
So I have no hope of that what soever
This front I have put on is falling to pieces
Before my very eyes
Once my mom used to hug me with her motherly warmth
But only her cold demeaner remains
If both me and my brother were both in danger
And she could only save one
It would be my brother living now
And me burried six feet under.
But maybe there is an escape
The route my brother took to severe his pain
I have always wondered about the world after this
And maybe I would be better in the next
Instead of burdening others with my existence
If you think this poem is fake
Then by all means pay no head to it
But this ache
I feel in my heart is real
And it will not go away.
Would it shock you that I am crying
For this is not the first time my mother has spoken to me this way.
March 28, 2010 - 6:04am — faunet
Dearest little sister
Ive written to you
Because I want you to understand
The reasons why I left
I left to chase my dreams
Yeah I know seems kinda corny huh
But all this while my heart is filled with joy and happiness
Yet I miss you
I just never wanted to look back
And wonder what could or,might have been
I want to know
And never regret
I want you to know its alright to follow your dreams
Mom and dad are probably stressed about my leaving
But dont worry they will get over it eventually
Let me give you this piece of advice lil sis
If you want something bad enough
And even if the circumstances are not in your favor
It will come to you in a way.
I will try to visit as often as I can
But remember you can do whatever you want
And no one can hold you back.
Please dont cry
We will see each other soon enough
Believe in you dreams little sis,believe in yourself.