Ralor

Not a sound, not a sound came from this one room, So silent was it, it was almost a tomb. A scribble. Pause. Scribble again. The only movement here was this one man's 'pen'. Using this tool, he brings his own ideas to life, So superior to a weapon; it surpasses that of a knife. But his thoughts slowing down, he brings the instrument to its ink, He tries to set his thoughts straight, but he is so close to the brink. So a pause, as he remembers his cause: Fingers tingling; Emotions raging; A mind moving too fast; too fast for proper thought- Stop. Focusing silently, he tries to stay still, Until, inspiration approaching, he once again look

The day I met you I found a little light, And for some strange reason keeping it just felt right. I decided I’d always keep it with me, nearby in my pocket, Sure enough that felt like just the right spot for it. Some days when we talked I’d play with that little light, Keep it close while we laughed, held onto it so tight. Those days I loved the most; the days the light really shone. Those days I was happy I had both the light and you for my own. Knowing you cared about me put me on such a high, My cheeks lit up, and my light shone bright. But still there were some days I had to wonder why, …why it was that something did

“Why do they get to be the one to charge the camera?” Spark complained loudly to the other batteries in his pack.  “They were bought waaay after us, and I swear, if I don’t get to charge SOMETHING soon then I’ll start to leak!” “It’s because they’re double A I think,” Ohm responded patiently, “We wouldn’t fit if we were used.” Still, even with Ohm’s rational explanation, Spark fumed as his electrically-charged brethren simply dismissed the event.  He couldn’t understand how they could be so uncaring about this.  The Master had purchased them ages ago a

the passion is gone, the flame gone out the match has blackened, there is no doubt the end has come and I have lost (it) all of it gone, every single last bit wish what may, wish what might, that Star isn't coming out tonight.

Why would you only want someone who was strong? Do you not know that they're strength will not last them for long? Who would want to always have sweet nothings whispered in their ear? Eventually the romantic will fail as you cease to care. Being with someone is easy on the other hand if they're fun, That is of course, until all of the good times are done. It's easy to admire someone with great talent, But if you think that is love, you never knew what love meant. And for those who ignore attitude for one who has assets; Don't you get it? Doing this will just leave you full of regrets. Do you think you could you handle someone who is

Have you ever felt it for a friend?  For someone whose heart you want to mend? Have you ever felt to scream; Because their anguish was pulling at your seams? Have you ever felt to cry; Since you have no idea if this was goodbye? Have you ever felt the urge to protect; Regardless of whether it was someone you've never actually met? Have you ever felt to die, As nothing will help no matter what you try? And have you ever felt that you would be lost without? Isn't that supposedly what friendship is about?

In mortal life, there are many challenges that one may have to face. Some have it harder than others, but regardless, most have a medium through which they may get away from their troubles, if even for a moment. There are many different mediums, whether animate - such as friends, parents or siblings - or inanimate: including playing games, doing dangerous activities or even writing. One of these mediums is music, and it is not uncommon at all for it to be used to escape from life. However, sometimes it is the very thing which is used to take a moment to relax which brings you back to the stresses and hardships you experienced in the first pla

A Dream; Its possibilities as endless as the sky. Gives me hope and lets my imagination soar, Allows me to fly high above my expectations… But, of course, I eventually fall. A dream did it. A wish; Hope skyrocketing, a true shooting star. Bright and shining, transcending all others, Moving faster and farther, never meant to be slowed down… But, of course, I eventually crash. A wish did it. A kiss; Warm and inviting, the kindest flame. First a flicker, it grows and envelops me, Growing warmer and warmer, it brings out kind and fuzzy feelings like no other… But, of course, I eventually burn. A kiss did it. A hea

An unbearable truth: Is it worth gaining, knowing that you are destined to lose? Is there a point in wishing, knowing that it'll never come true? You can fake a smile, pretend it's all alright, But you know that it's faux, everything's a lie. Try as hard as you might, it won't happen; Your dreams, aspirations, all you hold dear, Will soon be meaningless as all leaves you in the dust; That same, never-ending fear. "We're here," they say, "It's alright." Bullshit "You've got friends," they continue, "You've got us." ...For now Because in truth, all will leave, You'll be left all alone You'll be forced to stop and think... was it