Holy shit... I'm still alive. ^_^
So yea, for those of you that actually *follow* my journal: I'm still here.
But to be honest, I stopped posting because most of the people that I use this to keep up with stopped posting.
Well now I've got a pretty good reason to post again.
She says she wants to read more of my literature, so here I am. ^_^
I was cleaning my room and I came across a binder under my bed. It's my old theater binder from high school.
Browsing it's contents I am flooded with memories of old writings and script ideas. I am now more convinced that I have potential to be a writer/director.
I have picked out 2 of the shorter writings and I shall copy them onto here.
-Enjoy-
-----------------------------------------------------
Unnamed-
To live is to love, but to love is to hurt.
So why should I live when there is no worth?
Each day I yearn for what keeps me alive,
but no sooner than I begin do I fall in my stride.
There is no one there to keep me going;
to replenish my will without me knowing.
To keep me going every day.
So please, tell me: why should I stay?
Now tell me this: why do I continue?
The answer to that, I feel, lies deep within you.
I realize now that you are the reason,
and to end my life would be an act of treason.
Not just to me but to you as well,
for you, I can't imagine, a greater hell.
----------------------------------------------------
Caught In A Trance-
Once again I am caught in a trance. Subdued by her with only a glance.
It hurts yet it brings me hope. Hope that keeps me alive and going.
But how long will it last this time?
I try to convince myself to be strong and take action, but I know it will all end the same. I know that I will back away when she is so close, yet so far away.
It's who I am.
I must accept it.
I must accept that every day she exists is another day she will disappear. I must accept that her purpose, subconsciously, is to stand just out of reach.
I must accept...
But I can't!
I won't!
This time I refuse to fall short of my goal. This time she will be mine and it won't happen by accident. As of now, nothing else matters but her.
But to be honest, I stopped posting because most of the people that I use this to keep up with stopped posting.
Well now I've got a pretty good reason to post again.
She says she wants to read more of my literature, so here I am. ^_^
I was cleaning my room and I came across a binder under my bed. It's my old theater binder from high school.
Browsing it's contents I am flooded with memories of old writings and script ideas. I am now more convinced that I have potential to be a writer/director.
I have picked out 2 of the shorter writings and I shall copy them onto here.
-Enjoy-
-----------------------------------------------------
Unnamed-
To live is to love, but to love is to hurt.
So why should I live when there is no worth?
Each day I yearn for what keeps me alive,
but no sooner than I begin do I fall in my stride.
There is no one there to keep me going;
to replenish my will without me knowing.
To keep me going every day.
So please, tell me: why should I stay?
Now tell me this: why do I continue?
The answer to that, I feel, lies deep within you.
I realize now that you are the reason,
and to end my life would be an act of treason.
Not just to me but to you as well,
for you, I can't imagine, a greater hell.
----------------------------------------------------
Caught In A Trance-
Once again I am caught in a trance. Subdued by her with only a glance.
It hurts yet it brings me hope. Hope that keeps me alive and going.
But how long will it last this time?
I try to convince myself to be strong and take action, but I know it will all end the same. I know that I will back away when she is so close, yet so far away.
It's who I am.
I must accept it.
I must accept that every day she exists is another day she will disappear. I must accept that her purpose, subconsciously, is to stand just out of reach.
I must accept...
But I can't!
I won't!
This time I refuse to fall short of my goal. This time she will be mine and it won't happen by accident. As of now, nothing else matters but her.