What you took from me. by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
What you took from me.
Flowers fly and angels cry but did you know that I would die? I lost him, him in the rubble and the dust and the hunter screams in my ear, she's telling me he's gone, he's gone, and we're all gone.
The rubble.
Oh, and I can't find
Dragging, drowning, drooping, a creature crawls up on me, my face, my skin, it sinks it's teeth into me, digs it's claws
and I scream and scream and scream -- but make no noise, no noise, no choice, but to be pink--
I see a pink ribbon screaming in the wind, jerking and twisting and crying out in pain, pain, pain, she's pain and I'm cold, I can't see, I'm blind and I'm cold
without you, someone, som
Fella, poor Fella,
Held what seems captive
By cats and more cats.
What Fella does not know,
What his poor eyes do not see,
Is his fortune.
These cats, oh the rulers,
These magnificent cats,
Purrfect beings they be,
Meowrvelous.
And Fella, silly Fella,
If I could tell you now,
I'd tell you a tale,
And epic adventure,
Featuring one such MajorGeneralWhiskers,
In his highest time of glory,
His most intense light.
You are blessed,
Can't you see?
Fella, lucky Fella,
To serve your playful masters,
Your cute, fluffy masters.
So Fella, learning Fella,
Learn this now:
Cats, oh Fella, listen,
Cats are the best,
Those wise cr
My Jolly Green Giant by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
My Jolly Green Giant
Jolly green giant,
You and your grin,
Your evil eyebrows raised.
And I know what you think,
I know what you see,
And I feel sometimes that you're right.
And I need to feel this comfort,
But instead I feel an icy glare,
And ice hurts.
You tower above me,
You laugh at me,
To you, I'm pathetic.
Pathetic and on the floor.
Unable to be, do,
And you will not allow me to get up.
You watch with malicious eyes and
Squish me back down,
Squish my hope,
And stare,
Waiting,
For me to revive and try again,
So you can shoot me down again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
Playful laugher pours
A hateful stream from your mouth,
It's
World of Warcraft sonnets by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
World of Warcraft sonnets
The Lich King's Might
I can feel the harsh ice course through my veins,
Closing around my heart, it's dead and cold.
And how I feel the heavy power rein,
As I sit on this icy throne of old.
I followed my own voice, rose my own army.
Before, I was imprisoned, now I'm free.
I killed Ner'zhul and my own young self,
I am the Lich King, power is my wealth.
You will know the piercing gaze of my eyes,
All your brave attempts here do not matter,
See the black future, your coming demise.
As you swing your sword and watch it shatter.
The last you'll know is Frostmourne overhead,
Now join the Scourge, my army of undead.
Aggra
Aggra, you
World of Warcraft haikus by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
World of Warcraft haikus
Elune's Blessing
In Teldrassil
Animals play and trees grow
In Elune's green mist.
Brotherhood
We are peaceful here
Where the shamans kneel to ask
For bloodshed to end
Icecrown
Our breath visible
In this evil citadel,
The fight begins.
Pretty Bird
I'll try, try again,
Dear Kael'thas, to get your
Swift White Hawkstrider
Poor Little Animals
I'm punting turtles
And throwing bear cubs down trees
Saving the poor things
Battleground
Arathi Basin
We all wait for the countdown
Then the battle starts
Triumph
There's a piece of jaw
Hanging beside the city
We have triumphed
Be a prodigy, be a savant
You're not worth the effort,
Unless no effort is needed.
Just be perfect, and I'll love you,
Just be perfect,
Just never break a sweat.
I can never tell if you're into it,
Baby, but, I know you need it.
This is what you got,
And you gotta be perfect,
This is what you got,
And you need to be worth it.
I've got no time, to play with second best,
I've got a life
And it won't wait for you, so,
Be a prodigy, be a savant,
Be a genius, because,
You're not worth the effort,
If effort is needed,
Just be, perfect,
Just be, natural,
Never, never ever, break a sweat,
And I'll love you.
I don't know how
I'm here for you when you're in trouble,
I'm here for you when you're in need.
There are things to say but I won't say them,
Until you believe.
I watched you struggle through this life,
And you need to know that it's alright.
Here in my arms, there's nothing but now,
Nothing but you and me.
I listen to you breathe at night,
And I hold you tight against me.
I'm here, oh God, I'm here,
I'm here for you.
I've never been so surrounded by friendship,
I've never known someone as good as you.
I've never known someone as good as you.
I've never felt so useless.
I've never felt so alone.
I need a hand right now.
I need an arm around me.
I need to hear words in my ear
That tell me it's okay.
I need you.
I need someone.
I have nothing.
I was going to sing,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I was going to write,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I was going to ask for help,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I was going to cry,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I was going to tell you nothing mattered,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I was going to kill myself,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I was going to live,
But then I realized it didn't matter.
I realized it didn't matter.
I realized it didn't matter.
What you took from me. by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
What you took from me.
Flowers fly and angels cry but did you know that I would die? I lost him, him in the rubble and the dust and the hunter screams in my ear, she's telling me he's gone, he's gone, and we're all gone.
The rubble.
Oh, and I can't find
Dragging, drowning, drooping, a creature crawls up on me, my face, my skin, it sinks it's teeth into me, digs it's claws
and I scream and scream and scream -- but make no noise, no noise, no choice, but to be pink--
I see a pink ribbon screaming in the wind, jerking and twisting and crying out in pain, pain, pain, she's pain and I'm cold, I can't see, I'm blind and I'm cold
without you, someone, som
Fella, poor Fella,
Held what seems captive
By cats and more cats.
What Fella does not know,
What his poor eyes do not see,
Is his fortune.
These cats, oh the rulers,
These magnificent cats,
Purrfect beings they be,
Meowrvelous.
And Fella, silly Fella,
If I could tell you now,
I'd tell you a tale,
And epic adventure,
Featuring one such MajorGeneralWhiskers,
In his highest time of glory,
His most intense light.
You are blessed,
Can't you see?
Fella, lucky Fella,
To serve your playful masters,
Your cute, fluffy masters.
So Fella, learning Fella,
Learn this now:
Cats, oh Fella, listen,
Cats are the best,
Those wise cr
My Jolly Green Giant by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
My Jolly Green Giant
Jolly green giant,
You and your grin,
Your evil eyebrows raised.
And I know what you think,
I know what you see,
And I feel sometimes that you're right.
And I need to feel this comfort,
But instead I feel an icy glare,
And ice hurts.
You tower above me,
You laugh at me,
To you, I'm pathetic.
Pathetic and on the floor.
Unable to be, do,
And you will not allow me to get up.
You watch with malicious eyes and
Squish me back down,
Squish my hope,
And stare,
Waiting,
For me to revive and try again,
So you can shoot me down again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
Playful laugher pours
A hateful stream from your mouth,
It's
World of Warcraft sonnets by SailTheSunshine, literature
Literature
World of Warcraft sonnets
The Lich King's Might
I can feel the harsh ice course through my veins,
Closing around my heart, it's dead and cold.
And how I feel the heavy power rein,
As I sit on this icy throne of old.
I followed my own voice, rose my own army.
Before, I was imprisoned, now I'm free.
I killed Ner'zhul and my own young self,
I am the Lich King, power is my wealth.
You will know the piercing gaze of my eyes,
All your brave attempts here do not matter,
See the black future, your coming demise.
As you swing your sword and watch it shatter.
The last you'll know is Frostmourne overhead,
Now join the Scourge, my army of undead.
Aggra
Aggra, you
Hiii<3 I'm Kady. I write, I consider myself an artist, I believe everyone is an artist and I believe everything can be art. However, I will not click "I am an Artist" box, because I don't think art is high or elite and it isn't quite right to say that. I love and I hate, I adore and I loathe, so I write. For the record, everything I post is mine soley. I wrote everything I post on here.
Favourite Movies
Repo: The Genetic Opera, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Labyrinth...
Favourite TV Shows
Mm, Six Feet Under was a fantastical show. I also love House M.D., of course, because I'm mainstream like that.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
I discover new music and fall in love with it and the newest is always my favorite, and then I move on. :P
Favourite Books
Under the Dome, It, the Stand... I like Stephen King. I like other stuff, it's just not coming to mind :3
Favourite Writers
Stephen King lololo
Favourite Games
World of Warcraft <- MMORPG
Tools of the Trade
My pencil and my keyboard :3 And all my inspiration floating around.
Sooooooooooooo now I feel like I can't post a lot of my new poetry or my thoughts or feelings or whatever on here because the wrong people will see it, people I don't want to see it.
I feel so lonely and restricted right now.
It's the internet and I can't fucking say what I want to.
I want to say lesson learned, but there's too many lessons and too many questions.
I keep typing more and more and then deleteing it because I can't say it here...
I'm so lost.
So restricted in my own domain.
What do I do?
-edit-
Oh, hey, here's a little poem about this:
You know what sucks?
When you have to censor yourself from the internet.
When yo
I have set up a youtube channel to post recordings of my poetry. I believe they will all be done by moi, so excuse my voice if you dislike it, sometimes I dislike it too. But I wanted to record some of my poetry and stream-of-conciousness-type rants and whatever.
I'll post a link from video to deviation and devation to video. My channel is: http://www.youtube.com/user/SailTheSunshine .
Wootwoot. :P
Since I won't have a Valentine, as usual, for Valentine's day, I decided I would make the entire school my Valentine.
The other day, my friend Christina was at my house. She was being all cute, texting her boyfriend. At some point she decided to write her boyfriend a poem, as many people do for their bf/gf on valentines. I totally don't remember how, but I guess I got the idea eventually decided I would compile my love poems, throw in a couple new ones, print and cut them out, and tape them all over the school. Alllllll over the school. Since Valentine's is Tuesday, after school Monday I'll post them all over the place. Then Tuesday, it'll