This story basically has no plot what so ever, so don't ask me why I'm
posting it. This is just for my entertainment and for yours if you even
care. So thanks for reading it if you even are. Anyway I'm using my
character that strangely has the same name as my author name and it is not
me, I just really like the name Ravwrin for some odd reason. Since I've
cleared that up and I'm gonna warn you that this is for my sensitive side
who has been royally ignore (for a good reason). This includes a poem that
I wrote. Maybe it might be understood and I hope it is. I will now tell
you that the ratings may change if I decide to continue this. Thanks and
c'ya.
(Oh, and note in this story Dib is 18 and has been fighting Zim for 8
years. My character is 17.)~Ravwrin~
'thoughts to self' "Speaking to others" (poem)
~Chap 1~Lost Thoughts
Rain came in sheets as it poured from the skies. Dib looked up and sighed. He opened his umbrella and stepped into the torrent of down coming rain.
Today was a Monday and it basically started out horrible. For the start of it the storm had knocked out all the electricity except for the school's, then Gaz had tripped him going down the stairs, his father destroyed his room just after he went/fell down the stairs on his face, and then it just had to rain a freezing cold rain that just chills you to the bone.
'I should have never left.' Dib thought to himself, 'Just should have left it all behind and stayed in my room and been blow up.'
He continued to walk down the street. There was no place he specifically had to go except school and then what was the point. The others would tease, punch, kick, and knock him around like they usually did. Dib came to the front of the school and glared at it then continued to walk on.
"There is no point to go." Dib said out loud and continued to walk on into the rain, still wandering in no real direction.
The rain came harder now and Dib was basically drenched. His hair had fallen into his face and his clothes were plastered to him. The eeriness was gaining on his heels as thunder cracked. His umbrella had actually blown away.
(No one pays attention, No one even cares.
Alone, forgotten, shunned like another drone, Never remembered, never loved.)
He cast his eyes down to the pavement and began to think. Memories flew by of his past. His mother's laugh and her voice, even if now he forgot her face. Her soothing touch when he was sick. A song she used to sing when she knew he was listening but he always thought she never knew he was there.
(It was a lie, Used to the end as a tool.
Never again, Never found, Never to be free.)
Tears now mixed with the rain. Angry, sad tears. Each fought its way down toward the ground. Each tear bringing a new wave of feelings and pain that were once forgotten.
'I should never go back.' Dib thought and watched as the street passed. 'I was never good enough to be noticed, except that I was always after Zim.' "But what is the point anymore?" he added aloud.
A bone chilling wind cut through the street and sliced through Dib's soaked jacket. He shivered without thinking and missed a step. He fell to his hands and knees, hitting the cement pretty hard. He winced as he slowly got up and brushed himself off.
No one had noticed that he had fallen; no one really was outside anyway though. He smirked sadly to himself.
(I lost it all and no one cares. Attention thrown the other way.
I am alone, Forgotten on the floor, Shunned like another soulless drone, You never loved me and never remembered.)
He looked at his hands and noticed that small red streams mixed with the rain. He winced to see that his pants were ripped at the knees and blood was dripping down into the fabric of his pants.
(My life a lie, Used as a tool to gain nothing.
Never to dream or to laugh, Never will I gain it back, Never to fly on my own wings.)
Dib sighed fighting back more tears of pain and memories long forgotten. He bit his bottom lip to hold back the tears but they came anyway.
'This always happens. No one on this planet cares anymore. Maybe Zim should take over Earth. I'm through fighting for them and their stupidity.' Dib thought in anger.
(I lost it all and no one cares, No one rally was there.
Listen to the silence, That was me, Forgotten in the background.)
Dib stopped and clenched his fists. Nothing he did for anyone ever got anyone's attention. It never was recognized for anything. Only his words and what people thought.
Dib knew where he was going now. He headed toward the bridge. He would end it there and rid the world of another lost thought.
(A shadow in a lit tomb, A voice drowned out in a crowded room, A single tear lost in the dark sea, A lost dream shattered by a nightmare.)
Dib's pace quickened as he got to the beginning to the bridge. It was names really well.
"The Forgotten's Jump." He muttered its name with a smirk. It was named that for all the people who had jumped off of it for their own reason. No one really knew the people who jumped either, hence the name "The Forgotten's Jump."
(I am me. I will never change, I am the shadow, The voice that was drowned, The single tear shed, The lost dream shattered.)
Dib stood and placed his hands on the railing in the middle of the bridge. Blood trickled down the rails and dripped to the ground below. He felt numb. He had never thought he would do this in his life.
'And what a frillen shitty life it was.' He thought sadly.
(Just remember that I am what you lost, My soul will never be where my body is, You shattered the last shell, But you have not won the battle.)
Dib then started to climb on the rail. He knew this would end it all.
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'thoughts to self' "Speaking to others" (poem)
~Chap 1~Lost Thoughts
Rain came in sheets as it poured from the skies. Dib looked up and sighed. He opened his umbrella and stepped into the torrent of down coming rain.
Today was a Monday and it basically started out horrible. For the start of it the storm had knocked out all the electricity except for the school's, then Gaz had tripped him going down the stairs, his father destroyed his room just after he went/fell down the stairs on his face, and then it just had to rain a freezing cold rain that just chills you to the bone.
'I should have never left.' Dib thought to himself, 'Just should have left it all behind and stayed in my room and been blow up.'
He continued to walk down the street. There was no place he specifically had to go except school and then what was the point. The others would tease, punch, kick, and knock him around like they usually did. Dib came to the front of the school and glared at it then continued to walk on.
"There is no point to go." Dib said out loud and continued to walk on into the rain, still wandering in no real direction.
The rain came harder now and Dib was basically drenched. His hair had fallen into his face and his clothes were plastered to him. The eeriness was gaining on his heels as thunder cracked. His umbrella had actually blown away.
(No one pays attention, No one even cares.
Alone, forgotten, shunned like another drone, Never remembered, never loved.)
He cast his eyes down to the pavement and began to think. Memories flew by of his past. His mother's laugh and her voice, even if now he forgot her face. Her soothing touch when he was sick. A song she used to sing when she knew he was listening but he always thought she never knew he was there.
(It was a lie, Used to the end as a tool.
Never again, Never found, Never to be free.)
Tears now mixed with the rain. Angry, sad tears. Each fought its way down toward the ground. Each tear bringing a new wave of feelings and pain that were once forgotten.
'I should never go back.' Dib thought and watched as the street passed. 'I was never good enough to be noticed, except that I was always after Zim.' "But what is the point anymore?" he added aloud.
A bone chilling wind cut through the street and sliced through Dib's soaked jacket. He shivered without thinking and missed a step. He fell to his hands and knees, hitting the cement pretty hard. He winced as he slowly got up and brushed himself off.
No one had noticed that he had fallen; no one really was outside anyway though. He smirked sadly to himself.
(I lost it all and no one cares. Attention thrown the other way.
I am alone, Forgotten on the floor, Shunned like another soulless drone, You never loved me and never remembered.)
He looked at his hands and noticed that small red streams mixed with the rain. He winced to see that his pants were ripped at the knees and blood was dripping down into the fabric of his pants.
(My life a lie, Used as a tool to gain nothing.
Never to dream or to laugh, Never will I gain it back, Never to fly on my own wings.)
Dib sighed fighting back more tears of pain and memories long forgotten. He bit his bottom lip to hold back the tears but they came anyway.
'This always happens. No one on this planet cares anymore. Maybe Zim should take over Earth. I'm through fighting for them and their stupidity.' Dib thought in anger.
(I lost it all and no one cares, No one rally was there.
Listen to the silence, That was me, Forgotten in the background.)
Dib stopped and clenched his fists. Nothing he did for anyone ever got anyone's attention. It never was recognized for anything. Only his words and what people thought.
Dib knew where he was going now. He headed toward the bridge. He would end it there and rid the world of another lost thought.
(A shadow in a lit tomb, A voice drowned out in a crowded room, A single tear lost in the dark sea, A lost dream shattered by a nightmare.)
Dib's pace quickened as he got to the beginning to the bridge. It was names really well.
"The Forgotten's Jump." He muttered its name with a smirk. It was named that for all the people who had jumped off of it for their own reason. No one really knew the people who jumped either, hence the name "The Forgotten's Jump."
(I am me. I will never change, I am the shadow, The voice that was drowned, The single tear shed, The lost dream shattered.)
Dib stood and placed his hands on the railing in the middle of the bridge. Blood trickled down the rails and dripped to the ground below. He felt numb. He had never thought he would do this in his life.
'And what a frillen shitty life it was.' He thought sadly.
(Just remember that I am what you lost, My soul will never be where my body is, You shattered the last shell, But you have not won the battle.)
Dib then started to climb on the rail. He knew this would end it all.
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