Random Writings

Some things I've written recently. First is 'Go.' which I wrote today. It really explains how I feel right now. Second is 'A Glimpse of Reality'. It's a character sketch. The thrid peice is 'Love'. This was written for Jamie. I love you hunny. And the last peice was actually inspired by Jason's descriptive essay written for his english class. It inspired me to write a description of Sapphira, one of my RPG characters.

Go.

Never quit
Never stop
Never give up
Keep going
It's one last step
The end is near
And you will rest
But don't stop
Keep moving
People always say
The strong will survive
You are a survivor
You are strong
He couldn't break you
Neither will this
Just keep moving
Don't look back
Just one more step
And then maybe
You'll be okay


A Glimpse of Reality

She was a tortured soul for someone so young. Crimes of the past haunting her present. She had a presence that commanded the attention of many though she didn't consider herself physically attractive. She did her best to hide her intellect and cunning behind a smile and a sweet demeanor. 'Present them a child and they'll think you a child' was her mantra. Tall for a girl, she often added to her height. The heels gave her an unapproachable air. Unusual eyes the colors of turning autumn leaves were hidden behind glasses carefully avoiding the intimacy of looking an equal in the eyes. She wasn't lonely in this ivory tower she'd created for herself. She often found herself laughing, talking, and enjoying her life. Her medium-length red golden hair would glisten in the sun as her laugh drifted through the balmy summer air. The social gaity was a fascade behind which she hid her inner thoughts and ideas. The walls erected around her heart kept her safe, or so she thought. Safe from the pain of losing. Safe from the pain of life. Safe from the joy of loving.

Love

make me smile
make me laugh
I'll just shrug off
love's aftermath

I do not mourn
I do not pray
I do not hope
he'll come back someday

so leave me dear
with the sweet taste
of a friendly kiss
or supportive embrace

for though I love you
and though you dream of me
we are nothing more than friends
and that's all we'll ever be


Sapphira

On the rooftop her small lithe body was crocuhed; the church's steeple at her back Cool black night emcompassed her as if in a mother's embrace. The wind whipped long golden hued locks against her cream colored complexion. She did not move to stop them. Her silvery green eyes were fixed on the ground below. A hunter's gaze following her prey. Her classical beauty had ensnared many of the weak minded. Her smile sent chills through the fearless. She crouched not moving, not breathing, not thinking. A gargoyle among the chapel's rough shingles. The smell of flesh tantilized her sharp senses. Her snowy canines lengthened to a lethal point. Her motions were fluid as she leapt from the roof. For a moment, she hung suspended in air like a bird of prey. Her hair was a lengthy golden sail as she dived and tumbled to land on the ground. A battle of wills ensued as she connected with the solid steps of the church. The ground rested as she stood; the concrete stairs seemed to ripple beneath her commanding steps. The lone priest whimpered in fear as she approached him. She smiled wordlessly and pounced.