Dreams I am dreaming on somber sands.
They slip threw my pale boney fingured hands.
I think of you with a longing glance and a braking heart...
Tommorrow is the start, of the day before. Another day I pass in pain only wanting you to understand.
To understand my guessing.
In my wildest dreams, I dare hold you close...
Yet, as I wake, I feel your ghoust...
I feel your ghoust. Ever so cold
And I rise from my bed....
I try and pick up my dreams, from the ashes in my hands but everytime I try and graspe it....
It slips away like grains of sand threw my pale and boney hands.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
If you slit my heart can I sew it back? CH: 6
Coriline hastily made a pot of tea. She watched it boil eagerly. She saw a little bit of shoe from the customer walking up the stairs. Coriline acted at her chance. She stopped however and waited for the sun to go down. It would be better to sneak and spy at night, she considered. A few costumers came in for there dresses. She did business as usual. Then, something rather strange happened. As she watched the sun set, the tall lanky boy with stubble re-entered. “Back again are we now?” She said almost candidly. “I’d like to apologize for my pervious actions, miss.” the man said. “Oh its quite alright.” she said and smiled. Toby looked her over. She was a beautiful girl. “My..my names Toby.” he said. “Coriline.” she replied. “Now, can I sew your ratty thing of a coat?” “Oh! Umm.. Yes?” he said and laughed. He looked in her eyes along time. Feelings and emotions clouded his mind. His knees grew weak. In that sudden moment… he felt he needed Coriline.
“You can sit in the parlor if you like… you’re my last costumer for the day.” Coriline said and sat down on her chair near the fire. “The company would be nice.” he said. She smiled as he sat down. And so, they exchanged the normal formalities and what nots for conversations. They ended up getting deeply involved on the subject of sailing. A subject in which Toby, knew much about. They talked on and on till the sun had died for the day. She was fascinated with him! He had a gentle nature, an innocence, she remarked. And as all of this went on… Sweeney Todd watched from the shadows, waiting, lurking and an emotion came to him that hadn’t stirred in him since the day he met his darling Lucy… jealously. Envy. He hated the boy even more! How he was charming her!! She was his by god! He gasped at what he thought. His…his… he wanted her for his own. Sweeney desperately tried to ignore the thought of love but it just kept nagging him at the back of his mind…
“It’s a fine night Ms. Coriline!” stated Toby as he got up to leave. He paid Coriline rather well for a sewn coat. “And now I can go on long walks! Care to join me?” He asked. Her heart fluttered. “I would.” she smiled. He held out his arm for her. “A gentle men!” she thought. They walked under one of the few star filled skies in London. “I haven’t seen fermilalir stars in a long time.” remarked Toby dreamily… “Oh..” she said in a daze gazing at his sweetness. He notice her gaze. “Forgive me if I skip over the formalities but…” he knelt in and kissed her softly. She froze not sure what to do. He drew away feeling horrid. She blinked. “Why?” was the only word she could utter. “Love, Coriline. Love.” he replied. Coriline and Toby gazed at each other not believing any of this. Coriline was never one to have such strong feelings for someone that soon. In fact! Now that she recalled it had only happened two times in her life! Now with Toby and…and… she suddenly felt lost, deeply and madly in love but lost. And Sweeney Todd was the other time she remembered feeling an ache in her heart for the both of them. Why? Coriline couldn’t say. Boldly, she returned Toby’s kiss and they remained there for a long while.
Too long for Sweeney Todd. He saw it all from the window of the barber shop. He felt sick and angry. He wanted to kill Tobais now more than ever! And although he did not want to kill, he wanted to tell how he felt for her. In a sence to him at lest… he was killing himself inside. “Coriline… soon you will drip rubies….” he said with tears of a strange mad love cutting into his face. He watched it all… watched, waited and most of all wanted.
“You can sit in the parlor if you like… you’re my last costumer for the day.” Coriline said and sat down on her chair near the fire. “The company would be nice.” he said. She smiled as he sat down. And so, they exchanged the normal formalities and what nots for conversations. They ended up getting deeply involved on the subject of sailing. A subject in which Toby, knew much about. They talked on and on till the sun had died for the day. She was fascinated with him! He had a gentle nature, an innocence, she remarked. And as all of this went on… Sweeney Todd watched from the shadows, waiting, lurking and an emotion came to him that hadn’t stirred in him since the day he met his darling Lucy… jealously. Envy. He hated the boy even more! How he was charming her!! She was his by god! He gasped at what he thought. His…his… he wanted her for his own. Sweeney desperately tried to ignore the thought of love but it just kept nagging him at the back of his mind…
“It’s a fine night Ms. Coriline!” stated Toby as he got up to leave. He paid Coriline rather well for a sewn coat. “And now I can go on long walks! Care to join me?” He asked. Her heart fluttered. “I would.” she smiled. He held out his arm for her. “A gentle men!” she thought. They walked under one of the few star filled skies in London. “I haven’t seen fermilalir stars in a long time.” remarked Toby dreamily… “Oh..” she said in a daze gazing at his sweetness. He notice her gaze. “Forgive me if I skip over the formalities but…” he knelt in and kissed her softly. She froze not sure what to do. He drew away feeling horrid. She blinked. “Why?” was the only word she could utter. “Love, Coriline. Love.” he replied. Coriline and Toby gazed at each other not believing any of this. Coriline was never one to have such strong feelings for someone that soon. In fact! Now that she recalled it had only happened two times in her life! Now with Toby and…and… she suddenly felt lost, deeply and madly in love but lost. And Sweeney Todd was the other time she remembered feeling an ache in her heart for the both of them. Why? Coriline couldn’t say. Boldly, she returned Toby’s kiss and they remained there for a long while.
Too long for Sweeney Todd. He saw it all from the window of the barber shop. He felt sick and angry. He wanted to kill Tobais now more than ever! And although he did not want to kill, he wanted to tell how he felt for her. In a sence to him at lest… he was killing himself inside. “Coriline… soon you will drip rubies….” he said with tears of a strange mad love cutting into his face. He watched it all… watched, waited and most of all wanted.
If you slit my heart can I sew it back? CH5 ''A plan in formation''
Coriline awoke in the morning. Dazed but rested. She made her self some food. A small apple and a tea biscuit. “It’s not much…” she said. She shivered when she saw her bandaged hand. She ignored it. Coriline walked down to her room and changed into a simple day dress. She walked back up and over to her sewing table. Coriline desperately tried to sew. “Mr. Todd was right…. It will be awhile before I can sew again.” She sighed. She walked into the bigger work room and looked at the stock of dresses. “Depending on how well these sell and when my hand gets better I can open shop today.” she thought and began to take inventory on the dresses and hats.
Around ten A.M, Coriline opened shop. A few came in to pick up there dresses. After awhile, the boy from the previous night came in. “Excuse me, miss?” he asked. “Yes?” She turned around. He was rather tall, this boy, and skinny, with long dirty brown hair and a bit of stubble on his chin. “Out of curiosity, how long has this shop been here?” he asked and leaned himself on the counter. “Frankly, I don’t know.” she replied. “Oh?” “Yes. You see, I came over from America a few months ago.” Coriline turned around to meet his puzzled expression. “I see.” he said with a sigh of relief. She eyed him closely. “Why do you ask?” she said and sat in a chair. “Well..” he began, still standing. “This shop was around when I was a boy. It was a pie shop at the time… and…” he struggled to continue. Fear was wrapping its cold hands around his brain. “a barber shop as well.” he finished. “Oh! There’s still a barber shop! Did you what a shave?” she said and smiled up at him. “Uhh….umm…No. No. No thank you. Forgive me of asking you this but could you spare some gin?” he asked. “Well let me see…” she got a stool and stood up to reach for one of the dusty cabinet drawers. “Well…” she shifted some old glasses and bottles. “The only gin left here is the barbers upstairs, Mr. Todd’s. I don’t think he’ll mind if a tad bit is gone…” she got off the stool and turned around bottle and glass in hand. He left. “Oh! Well…” she drank it herself. She shivered. “Nasty..” she hiccupped. “Th-th-th- thing!” Her face became rosy and the bun from her hair fell and her hair was now down at her waist. It was her first time trying the stuff. “I’d… -hiccup- better get rid of this before…” she weakly laid the bottle on the table and threw herself down on the couch. Coriline listened to a customer walk up the stairs to the barber shop. It was funny to her as she always herd them go up and then never hear them go back down. She pondered the thought as she said up. Suddenly! She had a plan.
Around ten A.M, Coriline opened shop. A few came in to pick up there dresses. After awhile, the boy from the previous night came in. “Excuse me, miss?” he asked. “Yes?” She turned around. He was rather tall, this boy, and skinny, with long dirty brown hair and a bit of stubble on his chin. “Out of curiosity, how long has this shop been here?” he asked and leaned himself on the counter. “Frankly, I don’t know.” she replied. “Oh?” “Yes. You see, I came over from America a few months ago.” Coriline turned around to meet his puzzled expression. “I see.” he said with a sigh of relief. She eyed him closely. “Why do you ask?” she said and sat in a chair. “Well..” he began, still standing. “This shop was around when I was a boy. It was a pie shop at the time… and…” he struggled to continue. Fear was wrapping its cold hands around his brain. “a barber shop as well.” he finished. “Oh! There’s still a barber shop! Did you what a shave?” she said and smiled up at him. “Uhh….umm…No. No. No thank you. Forgive me of asking you this but could you spare some gin?” he asked. “Well let me see…” she got a stool and stood up to reach for one of the dusty cabinet drawers. “Well…” she shifted some old glasses and bottles. “The only gin left here is the barbers upstairs, Mr. Todd’s. I don’t think he’ll mind if a tad bit is gone…” she got off the stool and turned around bottle and glass in hand. He left. “Oh! Well…” she drank it herself. She shivered. “Nasty..” she hiccupped. “Th-th-th- thing!” Her face became rosy and the bun from her hair fell and her hair was now down at her waist. It was her first time trying the stuff. “I’d… -hiccup- better get rid of this before…” she weakly laid the bottle on the table and threw herself down on the couch. Coriline listened to a customer walk up the stairs to the barber shop. It was funny to her as she always herd them go up and then never hear them go back down. She pondered the thought as she said up. Suddenly! She had a plan.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
It'll be over
It'll all be over....
once I close my eyes.
It'll all be over. I wont have to hide.
Once its over and done with, wont I just die??
Oh will the world be over to?
If we all close our eyes??
What happpens to our selfs when we die?
To we move on?
Or mearly rot away?
This'll all be over once I close my eyes...
Just.. sew them shut.
once I close my eyes.
It'll all be over. I wont have to hide.
Once its over and done with, wont I just die??
Oh will the world be over to?
If we all close our eyes??
What happpens to our selfs when we die?
To we move on?
Or mearly rot away?
This'll all be over once I close my eyes...
Just.. sew them shut.
Halloween what nots
Mood: Neutral... questioning.
Tunes: "Transmission" by Joy Division
I have mixed feelings for everything now adays it seems. Its strange. I feel like I've changed... maybe I have. Have you notice anything?? Gah! I long for Paris again. I wish it were so. Halloween was wonderfull. :) Nikki was probly the worst Sweeney Todd ever but i loved it anyway. Lol. Here is a picutre of everyone. Ok so... the girl that's choaking me was supposed to be a witch but she fails horribly!XD next to me is Nick. lol. then Melissa then The sciensits. Or Abbey. Lol. (brandi!!) then My friend Shanana i have no idea what shes supposed to be! XD and the guy kneeling down is ManHeels. He's an army man. The end!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
The Birth of The Dead Man
On the night before Hallow's Eve, I lived.
And on that same night, I died.
My love was taken from me.
Yet I know she is safe in her sleep.
It is not the case for me.
Now, I rise again.
I have no grave.
I have no soul.
I am the maker of ends.
Anew I rise! Clad in black I walk as somber as I dare.
I breathe the soft still sick air.
I am to kill them all.
I am a bounty hunter
I am the shadows.
I am the night.
I have but one friend.
And he shall kill with me.
He is the darkness.
He is The Crow
And on that same night, I died.
My love was taken from me.
Yet I know she is safe in her sleep.
It is not the case for me.
Now, I rise again.
I have no grave.
I have no soul.
I am the maker of ends.
Anew I rise! Clad in black I walk as somber as I dare.
I breathe the soft still sick air.
I am to kill them all.
I am a bounty hunter
I am the shadows.
I am the night.
I have but one friend.
And he shall kill with me.
He is the darkness.
He is The Crow
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