Writtings From Overseas
The Meaning?
What is it that is going thru my head?
Where is my mind taking me?
Is this a dream where reality has no meaning?
Am I awake watching this?
Or is some force guiding me like a puppet?
I lay awake contemplating these questions.
Are my dreams showing me the way?
Or is it just my imagination?
Why is this sick game happening to me?
Or do I actually have some insight?
Either way I move thru my day confused and lost.
Each hour seeming like a dream I once had.
What is this meaning?
Is this happening to anyone else?
I have already used the knowledge of my dreams to help me.
Seeing events, and stopping the bad ones.
However, now things are changing.
Some are the same, but now new scenarios.
Did I change something good or bad?
Now it is time for sleep.
Something I have come to dread and wish for.
Something so vital, yet so dangerous for one like me.
As my eyes close, I have one thing on my mind.
I pray the mask I wear holds up till I know more.
What is the meaning of my suffering?
By: C.A.T.
The Fight Against Loneliness
The walls are closing in around me.
I feel the pressure getting stronger.
I beg for a release that will never come.
Then the floor drops,
And in a room I stand alone.
I know where I am,
For I have been here before.
A familiar smile in the distance,
Knows my face.
I have fought this battle before.
Both sides have lost before,
And now I face it again.
Light versus Dark.
Warmth versus Cold.
Either way I lose,
And either way I win.
Those around may never understand,
But neither do I.
Which ever is strong will rule,
So I can survive.
Until then I stare a this smile,
Praying that in the end,
I do not lose what I cherish most.
By: C.A.T.
Silent Screams
What is this noise I hear in my head?
I look around, and all I see is darkness.
Who is that?
The screams keeps getting louder,
And I find myself running.
Why am I running?
My head begins to swirl as a bit of light flows in.
I race forward, and dive into the light.
I awake in a strange place.
Where am I?
Then I realize the screams were mine.
My dreams are nightmares,
Taking my unconsciousness to a new level.
My screams were silent to those around.
I lay awake watching everyone in peace.
Why were my screams silent?
I lay back down wondering why,
Praying that my screams will be heard.
By: C.A.T.
A Warriors Death
In a torch lit room a young man laid in bed.
The doctors all around him trying to keep him from passing.
Finally they agreed that his time has come.
He was barely conscious, and could hear them muttering.
He reached for his blade, but the doctors took it for him.
They put a guard to watch over him as they left.
All the warrior did was reach for his blade.
It was as if maybe the sword could heal him.
The guard watch in disbelief.
This was a man he had fought with many times,
Now here he is trying to end his own life before his time,
Then the guard remembers the a story from the past.
Where warriors who had died without a sword in hands,
ended up never knowing peace.
This saddened the guard, and he moved to the his fellow man,
helping him into bed, and getting him his sword.
He watched as the man laid back gripping his blade as if it were his soul.
In that moment, he finally saw peace fall upon as if angels kissed him gently.
He knew the young man had passed, but passed well,
and would be watching over him in his future battles.
By: C.A.T.
Darkness
The light is fading fast.
A world of shades takes over.
My eyes adjust to the new environment.
All is frozen and cold.
My breathe freezes and drops to the ground.
Trapped in a world of darkness alone,
I search for a sign of hope.
No one can help me, no one is around.
A sound of movement,
A sign of life,
But it is not a welcomed one.
Creatures from the past.
Creatures from a dream.
How did my nightmares come to life?
To survive I call upon my strength,
The only sign of hope that I have,
In This World Of Darkness.
By: C.A.T.
These are things I typed up when I was bored and thinking a lot. Now things are slightly getting better and I am adjusting. I hope everyone enjoys these. I will add more once i type more. Oh, and for those who know i am writing a story, I am almost done with it, and will be adding it to my computer shortly after. I hope everyone is doing well, and I wish every one a Happy Holidays. You guys take care.
-Chris
What is it that is going thru my head?
Where is my mind taking me?
Is this a dream where reality has no meaning?
Am I awake watching this?
Or is some force guiding me like a puppet?
I lay awake contemplating these questions.
Are my dreams showing me the way?
Or is it just my imagination?
Why is this sick game happening to me?
Or do I actually have some insight?
Either way I move thru my day confused and lost.
Each hour seeming like a dream I once had.
What is this meaning?
Is this happening to anyone else?
I have already used the knowledge of my dreams to help me.
Seeing events, and stopping the bad ones.
However, now things are changing.
Some are the same, but now new scenarios.
Did I change something good or bad?
Now it is time for sleep.
Something I have come to dread and wish for.
Something so vital, yet so dangerous for one like me.
As my eyes close, I have one thing on my mind.
I pray the mask I wear holds up till I know more.
What is the meaning of my suffering?
By: C.A.T.
The Fight Against Loneliness
The walls are closing in around me.
I feel the pressure getting stronger.
I beg for a release that will never come.
Then the floor drops,
And in a room I stand alone.
I know where I am,
For I have been here before.
A familiar smile in the distance,
Knows my face.
I have fought this battle before.
Both sides have lost before,
And now I face it again.
Light versus Dark.
Warmth versus Cold.
Either way I lose,
And either way I win.
Those around may never understand,
But neither do I.
Which ever is strong will rule,
So I can survive.
Until then I stare a this smile,
Praying that in the end,
I do not lose what I cherish most.
By: C.A.T.
Silent Screams
What is this noise I hear in my head?
I look around, and all I see is darkness.
Who is that?
The screams keeps getting louder,
And I find myself running.
Why am I running?
My head begins to swirl as a bit of light flows in.
I race forward, and dive into the light.
I awake in a strange place.
Where am I?
Then I realize the screams were mine.
My dreams are nightmares,
Taking my unconsciousness to a new level.
My screams were silent to those around.
I lay awake watching everyone in peace.
Why were my screams silent?
I lay back down wondering why,
Praying that my screams will be heard.
By: C.A.T.
A Warriors Death
In a torch lit room a young man laid in bed.
The doctors all around him trying to keep him from passing.
Finally they agreed that his time has come.
He was barely conscious, and could hear them muttering.
He reached for his blade, but the doctors took it for him.
They put a guard to watch over him as they left.
All the warrior did was reach for his blade.
It was as if maybe the sword could heal him.
The guard watch in disbelief.
This was a man he had fought with many times,
Now here he is trying to end his own life before his time,
Then the guard remembers the a story from the past.
Where warriors who had died without a sword in hands,
ended up never knowing peace.
This saddened the guard, and he moved to the his fellow man,
helping him into bed, and getting him his sword.
He watched as the man laid back gripping his blade as if it were his soul.
In that moment, he finally saw peace fall upon as if angels kissed him gently.
He knew the young man had passed, but passed well,
and would be watching over him in his future battles.
By: C.A.T.
Darkness
The light is fading fast.
A world of shades takes over.
My eyes adjust to the new environment.
All is frozen and cold.
My breathe freezes and drops to the ground.
Trapped in a world of darkness alone,
I search for a sign of hope.
No one can help me, no one is around.
A sound of movement,
A sign of life,
But it is not a welcomed one.
Creatures from the past.
Creatures from a dream.
How did my nightmares come to life?
To survive I call upon my strength,
The only sign of hope that I have,
In This World Of Darkness.
By: C.A.T.
These are things I typed up when I was bored and thinking a lot. Now things are slightly getting better and I am adjusting. I hope everyone enjoys these. I will add more once i type more. Oh, and for those who know i am writing a story, I am almost done with it, and will be adding it to my computer shortly after. I hope everyone is doing well, and I wish every one a Happy Holidays. You guys take care.
-Chris