Well, it's been forever since I've written, but I'm finally back in the
swing of things, or at least for the time being. I know it isn't an update
on my other stories for my loyal fans, but it's something. I'll slowly work
my way back into my other stories sometime soon, too. This is a series of
poems, 6 of them to be exact. They tell a story, in the P.O.V's of 2 of the
pilots. I think you'll be able to guess which 2, and which ones are which
pilot. I'd give this a PG-13 for angst. Send me your comments and enjoy.
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In Love With A Soldier
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A fire burns
A fire there from the start
A fiery passion for the one
With the icy heart
But I embraced the emotions
And opened the door
But even I couldn't see
All the troubles in store
I had convinced myself
That his heart I'd steal
But I wasn't prepared
For he doesn't know how to feel
His face is impassive
He holds up a mask
Hiding emotional scars
Of a horrible past
His life is tainted
His hands are stained
And he carries the blood
Of the people he's maimed
But I love the soldier
I'll make him whole
I'll love the killer
And save his tormented soul ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A Hidden Secret ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
To the one I love
I could never compare
No one could ever stain
The boy with the braided hair
My life is tainted
My hands are stained
And any effort to get my love
Would surely be in vain
How is it possible?
How could it be?
How could he ever love
Someone vile as me?
Everything I love
Eventually ends up dead
And I couldn't bear to lose him
So I'll run instead
To the one I love
I could never compare
And I will never stain
The boy with the braided hair ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Mission: Failing ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It's getting harder to ignore
The Braided Boy than ever before
His presence gives a light to the room
And helps me to forget
All my painful gloom
His chatter is never ending
And he's so full of life
And keeping myself from him
Is tearing me up inside
I can't keep this up much longer
It's much harder than before
And this time I'm afraid
That I might not win the war ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When ~*~*~*~*
Sometimes I believe
As impossible as it seems
That my love is growing
Much closer to me
On an occasion
Every once in awhile
I'll see the mask slip
And I could swear that he smiled
Will it ever happen?
Will there ever be?
A time when he'll open up to me?
I think it could happen
If I've read the signs right
There may be a time
He'll talk to me one night
But there's something I didn't count on
Something I now see
Could he, in turn
Possess feelings for me? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The Call ~*~*~*~*~
The call came 'round Midnight
The call I chose to ignore
But how could I have known
That it had been made
Only 20 feet from my door?
I was working when it came
And I thought it to be a game
Oh, I should have listened
When he called my name
He'd been out since 7
Dancing the night away
And I thought it to be a game
So I wouldn't work all day
But I made a grave mistake
And now I have to pay
The call was a cry for help
For my love had been shot
Now I know the truth
But I'm praying that it's not
For now my love is gone
And the tears begin to fall
To think he could be living
And I didn't heed his call. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I Love You Came Too Late ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Here I stand
At the grave
The grave where my love lies
And the emotions start to spill
The ones I've kept inside
The tears begin to fall again
And down my face they slide
I could have let him know
But instead I chose to hide
I never got to tell him
And now I never will
It's all my fault he's dead
And the tears continue to spill
Now he's left this lifetime
His soul waits at Heaven's Gate
I'll never get to tell him
"I love you" came too late
End ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*
Angsty shit, I know. All reviews are appreciated. Until I get a good burst of inspiration to finish my other stories, please be patient with me, I've had, and still have quite a bit going on. I'll write when I can. I ask for no more rude e-mails threatening me, or telling me "I'd better get the fuck writing again, it's been too long" and shit like that. I don't appreciate that, and it doesn't put me in anymore of a hurry to write for you all. If I get anymore of those messages, I may just stop writing all together. I don't have the time or the motivation at the moment as is, this bullshit is just one more reason to put it on hold. So if you're one of my little messengers, and you'd like me to write again, knock it the fuck off. Ja ne.
In Love With A Soldier
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A fire burns
A fire there from the start
A fiery passion for the one
With the icy heart
But I embraced the emotions
And opened the door
But even I couldn't see
All the troubles in store
I had convinced myself
That his heart I'd steal
But I wasn't prepared
For he doesn't know how to feel
His face is impassive
He holds up a mask
Hiding emotional scars
Of a horrible past
His life is tainted
His hands are stained
And he carries the blood
Of the people he's maimed
But I love the soldier
I'll make him whole
I'll love the killer
And save his tormented soul ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A Hidden Secret ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
To the one I love
I could never compare
No one could ever stain
The boy with the braided hair
My life is tainted
My hands are stained
And any effort to get my love
Would surely be in vain
How is it possible?
How could it be?
How could he ever love
Someone vile as me?
Everything I love
Eventually ends up dead
And I couldn't bear to lose him
So I'll run instead
To the one I love
I could never compare
And I will never stain
The boy with the braided hair ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Mission: Failing ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It's getting harder to ignore
The Braided Boy than ever before
His presence gives a light to the room
And helps me to forget
All my painful gloom
His chatter is never ending
And he's so full of life
And keeping myself from him
Is tearing me up inside
I can't keep this up much longer
It's much harder than before
And this time I'm afraid
That I might not win the war ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When ~*~*~*~*
Sometimes I believe
As impossible as it seems
That my love is growing
Much closer to me
On an occasion
Every once in awhile
I'll see the mask slip
And I could swear that he smiled
Will it ever happen?
Will there ever be?
A time when he'll open up to me?
I think it could happen
If I've read the signs right
There may be a time
He'll talk to me one night
But there's something I didn't count on
Something I now see
Could he, in turn
Possess feelings for me? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The Call ~*~*~*~*~
The call came 'round Midnight
The call I chose to ignore
But how could I have known
That it had been made
Only 20 feet from my door?
I was working when it came
And I thought it to be a game
Oh, I should have listened
When he called my name
He'd been out since 7
Dancing the night away
And I thought it to be a game
So I wouldn't work all day
But I made a grave mistake
And now I have to pay
The call was a cry for help
For my love had been shot
Now I know the truth
But I'm praying that it's not
For now my love is gone
And the tears begin to fall
To think he could be living
And I didn't heed his call. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I Love You Came Too Late ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Here I stand
At the grave
The grave where my love lies
And the emotions start to spill
The ones I've kept inside
The tears begin to fall again
And down my face they slide
I could have let him know
But instead I chose to hide
I never got to tell him
And now I never will
It's all my fault he's dead
And the tears continue to spill
Now he's left this lifetime
His soul waits at Heaven's Gate
I'll never get to tell him
"I love you" came too late
End ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*
Angsty shit, I know. All reviews are appreciated. Until I get a good burst of inspiration to finish my other stories, please be patient with me, I've had, and still have quite a bit going on. I'll write when I can. I ask for no more rude e-mails threatening me, or telling me "I'd better get the fuck writing again, it's been too long" and shit like that. I don't appreciate that, and it doesn't put me in anymore of a hurry to write for you all. If I get anymore of those messages, I may just stop writing all together. I don't have the time or the motivation at the moment as is, this bullshit is just one more reason to put it on hold. So if you're one of my little messengers, and you'd like me to write again, knock it the fuck off. Ja ne.