BriarIceChills
Lullaby
5/3/05
Still don't own it. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THESE POEMS
A/N: Okay, I had the urge to write poetry today so you'll have to bear with me. Happily bearing, I hope. So, I guess that's about it.
P.S. If you are reading 'Misery' (which I don't suggest) and you liked it ( I truly pity you) then you will be disappointed by this bit of news: I write my best only once in a great while, and my wonderful-writing spell just passed. So the next chapter won't be out for a while. Gomen. (gomensorry)
Lost
They say
what I'm doing
is hiding
from the world.
I don't know who
they think
they're kidding.
Everyone hides:
in closets
or dreams
or masks
or puzzles
or even exteriors
so cold
they threaten
to freeze anyone
who tries to help.
Just because
I hide
in places
no one can find
I'm the one
who gets in trouble
I'm the one
who's lost.
I could
be trying to take
over the world
instead of other
people's crushes.
Or smiling
and laughing
so much
no one can find
the real me.
Nope, I do
none of that
I just run
towards the unknown
places
and hunker down
and watch everyone
for signs
they are throwing away
their hidden spots
and standing there
themselves
for the world
to see.
A/N: I have no idea where that came from. But I like it.-
PS (again):has anyone out there in cyberspace read The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon? If you haven't, you really should look it up.
Keep your nose clean (as best as you can),
BriarIceChills