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Sunday, 19 December 2010

Friday, 17 December 2010

For My sister, Emigrating...

The things that you left,
May be small and not mean much to you,
But to me, they aren’t just things;
They are memories of you.

That teddy bear or photograph,
Of You when you were 3.
Because you are my sister, I love you.
I don’t want you to change,
While youre having fun, my thoughts are of you.

Your uniform, from onslow
Right back in 2010,
The sketches that we drew of you,
The good ones and the bad.
That’s all that’s left of you.

My memories will always last
They may begin to fade,
But when I see the smile of you,
My heart melts,
Sister..Dont let America Change you.

The accents there are funny,
And you may pick it up,
But don’t think about me. Only you.
That’s all I really want.
My sister. The one who leapt the pond. Thats you.

The way your eyes are tearing now,
As you may wave goodbye,
Please don’t cry! Its not the best side of you!
Smile. Be happy.
We want what’s best for you.

That one last Christmas we got to spend
With you and all your cheer,
The mistletoe that changed you,
Set your heart aflame,
I want things to stay the same. I don’t wanna change you.

New year, new year.
Oh what a happy time!
You wont get drunk. You refuse. That’s not like you!
You laugh and scream for fun
Its just what you like to do. That’s all a part of you.

 
But when January comes the tears appear
As you start to board your flight.
You wanted this. This is all you.
Go...Have fun. And say hi to famous faces!
My sister. The person who is you.

I watch the plane take off, tilted like a ramp
Your face pale through the glass,
Don’t be scared. That would be wrong of you.
Your decision was wise. You flew the nest.
But now….I miss you.

I chase the plane,
“Don’t leave just yet,
I promise I won’t forget you!”
My tear streaked face was no match,
For the sad aura that lurks around you.

I want you back.
My sister.
Nobody understands me like you.
You were perfect to me.
Kind, Caring, Understanding… You.

Wednesday, 15 December 2010

Day 2 Of the blog.

Ah~ So.... Today.....Ugh. School christmas dinners are okay I guess.  But they will NEVER compare to homemade christmas dinners....NEVER.  Hehe.


Midi Keyboard= HOURS OF FUN.
Midi Files= Cumpulsory for the hours of fun.

Mehh...Imma miss school in 3 days......The christmas holidays! Ack! Dx
I dont wanna go! *Cries* I'll be bored outta my mind for DAYS. The only 3/4 days im gonna enjoy are Christmas..and  new year. That should be fun. NOT........ Well....Ive run out of things to talk about.....

Tuesday, 14 December 2010

Dont Mess With My Heart (Poem, Uncomplete)


Don’t Mess With My Heart.
I loved him,
He broke my heart,
I tore his face to shreds,
My mind is better, more relaxed...
Its not inside my head.

It was a monday,
Cold and dark,
That murderous one night,
I promised him I wouldnt leave,
And then soon came the fight.

"Hello Honey,
How are things?"
He said hiding the pain,
"I'm fine" I replied and looked at him,
hiding my only shame.

That fatal moment
I replied.
His fate held in my hands,
My concience was telling me;
"Go home! You are in dangerous lands!"

The night went on,
still getting worse,
my heart now has the chills,
I shuddered at the thought of you...
How could you give me thrills?!

The build up to
the treacherous deed,
was long and made me think.
He kissed my lips and stroked my cheek,
The colour from peach to pink.

I hate to think
I might regret,
All of the things I've done.
But even I can admit,
The build up was quite fun.

My heart raced,
and cried and leapt
Just like a bouncy spring,
There was no love, there was no pain,
A pointless christmas thing.

His soft brown eyes
They seem to reel you in.
He was my fisherman,
He said he loved me,
and all that I am.

Like Romeo
& Juliet,
He said I was the one,
Who was gonna break his heart,
Pfft, that would be no fun!

The smirk that crawled
across my face,
was large and rather mean.
My heart is still a block of ice
and I am the ice queen

His love for me
could not be real,
I know its all a game.
So he broke my heart,
and now it is aflame.

The plot,
(Which I shall call revenge)
will not be a pretty sight,
I'll tell him that he broke my heart.
I promise with all my might.

"You broke my heart!"
I screamed at him
"I know its all a game!
You cheat! You liar! You SCUM
You said we would never be apart!"

"You used me!
It was all a lie!
You messed about with my heart!
You promised me
You said that we would never be apart!"

"So What?!"
He said
agreeing with my every accusation...
Time for my plot...
and to wreck with your reputation.

I had a knife,
He had a gun,
holding it against my chest,
He said he hated all i am
then I laid HIM to rest.

He pulled the trigger,
we heard the shot
and yet I felt no pain.
he looked at me and said with a tear
"Hurting you is no gain"

My grip tightened
around the knife.
I am the pioneer.
Carrying on in my quest...
I wont shed a single tear.

"I hate you"
I muttered.
Plunging the knife into his neck.
I draw it out
and plunge again, only just to check.

The final scream
that seemed to ring,
Throughout the whole house.
Then there was silence
too silent...Even for a mouse.

The blood that flowed
around his neck,
was pouring on the ground.
He uttered one last thing to me,
he barely made a sound.

"There is no game,
There never was..
It was all there in your mind,
I DID love you..
Whatever evidence you find."

He pulled me close
then kissed my lips
and faded right away
I still dont love you.
That wont change...No way!

I was soaked,
I smelt of blood,
It was dripping from the knife..
The only one who could have stopped me.....
I took his life.

Day 1 of the blog

Wow...A Blog. Never had one of these before....Well...I suppose I'd better get straight to it...

Dear fellow bloggers..(Or readers...of this here blog.)
I am here today..Sat on the sofa of my cozy living room. With the mug of hot tea...and a laptop. (Knowing me....recipe for disaster. -_-) Writing in this here blog. My day has been....Boring as ever. Anaylsis? Well...If you insist.
7:30- wake up.
7:45- Fell back asleep for 10 mins.
7:55- Re-woke up.
8:15- Left for school.
8:30- Arrived at school.
15:00- Left school.
15:30-Arrive at home.
16:00- Switch laptop on
18:00- Eat dinner.
18:20- Use laptop again.
20:55? Well...I'm writing that now....
And thats just an average day for me.
Ugh. I really AM boring! *Cries in corner*

Well...I'm sure by now youre bored of me....And my random ramblings....So...I'll just go...  :'(


~~~Longstocking xoxo ~~~


Mreh. I'm back. Had a grumble with my friend( Who shall remain unnamed) About the internet in the music block at school...Yeah..They have none. although...we do have a reasonable amount of keyboards...Which I can sorta play... Heh..I might list songs I can sorta play.

Linkin Park- What I've done.
Linkin Park- In Pieces
Michael Buble- Havent met you yet
Harry Potter- Hedwigs theme
Bach- Toccata and Fugue in D minor.


Urm......I cant think of anymore...
Uh.... ^///^<-(Blushing face) I thought I knew more...Obviously not.