September 17, 2009
September 17, 2009
My worst day;
Might be your best
September 17, 2009;
The day it all fell apart
The day two of our friends,
Went within the darkness
They find new ones
And leaves us like;
Lifeless defective replicas
They revealed our secret
But we did vice-versa
The three of us are left alone
At least one more joined.
But our minds can't make up
A small voice says
"How much will this take"
it grimly said
We break the rules just to save them
We sacrifice out time just to be with them
We lie to others to put ourselves in trouble rather than them.
'What else' you think?
Well here's more.
We do ALL things a father will do to save their daughters from trouble.
'Did they do that?'
NO! Is what I say!
I sulk at the Albiore when I see them leave the four of us.
Another came. (she) He seems to be sad like us. As if it happened to him as well.
On the other time we went to the forest.
I see them blabber around like we weren't there.
Jade's glasses fell and well all turned around with butterflies in our stomachs.
Tear casted the Mystic Arte behind me.
I saw Mieu, Anise, Ion, and Estelle in trouble.
I sprang into action and wounded myself.
They didn't care and left me by running away.
The golem was about to hit me but then Asch pulled me up and ran to the other side.
The time to golem was dead we sighed in relief.
We stared at them laughing like nothing happened. Luke, Jade, Asch, and Tear went inside Albiore to sleep and I sat there looking at the sky.
Anise tossed a piece of metal on my head and hit it. I didn't care. I stood up and walked away to follow my true friends.
I slept with them.
The next day might be a better day. It might be, that's what I say.
But I guess more will be in our way.
We slept all together with three beds.
In peace not in chaos, strong and not feeble. No excess emotions shown in our face.
'But how long will this take' we all mumbled.
-Guy Cecil
REMINDER!!!!:
This poem is based on a real person's life…. Except for the forest part! And the metal tossing part!