Every tree in fall is like a paintbrush,
Loaded with bright, yellow paint.
They cast their crimson shadows on the river,
Making the waters blush.
Their fragile leaves blown about
Precariously on the tips of their fingers.
Floating across the wind, frozen in time.
Like little scraps of crinkled canvas.
Like masterpieces cast carelessly in the air.
That precious skim of green on the edges of the bristles
Betrays their desperate cling to life.
They gaze up to the mountains
At the ever-living pines,
Who will never get to taste death.
And a death so beautiful
So as to paint the valleys
With their passionate colors.
To fill the air with their burn
Hollowed out ribs
Scraping sickly
Each bone curves like a smile.
How fitting.
Asphyxiation…
Like… every… word…
Is too much to bear
But with so very very much to say.
But we say them anyway.
We creatures of habit.
Us, with such passions.
Lurk in the dark.
Go on, Petruchio
See if you can tame this shrew.
I can say you shall not get far.
See if you can make me play along in your fairy tales.
Lie down, and forget my name.
Lie down and pray in the dark.
Run from me, Little Red.
From me, the shadow in your dreams.
Little Red,
With the bloodied hands
You painted with your own blood.
Little Red,
Do you know the only
My parents got me an early birthday present! It's a guitar. I am so happy right now. XD I'm such a rookie with all my squeaky mistakes. Sound terrible. I am going to learn ALL OF THE SONGS though! :D I can't wait till I can reproduce all my favorite music.
Sorry for the journal spam but I just can't contain it and had to share the victory! XD It's a good birthday this year.
My fingers hurt so bad. XD
So, I guess this is goodbye. It didn't last long, did it? I certainly will miss you. Maybe next year, when you come back... if I remember you. That's the trouble being a flower. The memories just don't last.
I remember coming up again. I was just a little sprout. I heard your voice, calling me softly from beneath the dirt. I pushed myself out and woke to your bright blue sky. I was so eager to stretch myself after my long sleep, and warm myself in you rays.
"Hello again, Beautiful," You said. "How was your nap?"
You loved me so much, and with your love, I began to grow. I greeted your mornings with my deep colored petals, a sho
Devious Journal Entry by PackRatTheArtist, journal
Devious Journal Entry
ONE - Spell your name without vowels: PckRt
TWO - Are you single?: Yep.
THREE - Whats your favorite number?: 2, 4 and 16
FOUR - What color do you wear most?: Black XD and I do wear a lot of dark grey green.
FIVE - Least favorite color?: Brown
SIX - Favorite candy?: Cotton Candy. I do like Ice cream.
SEVEN - What do you smoke?: Nothing.
EIGHT - Are you happy with your life right now?: A little.
NINE - Anyone ever said you resemble a celebrity?: Mmmmmm, I think at one point someone said I have Angelina Jolie lips... but other than that no.
TEN - What is your favorite class in school?: I'm out of school, but probably language arts...