Second update! W00T! No reviews on this one, though...since it's only been 5 minutes. (grin) Erm...extremely metaphorical and DARK with capital letters...I'm debating raising the rating if I get any worse. If you think this is too graphic, tell me so. I was in a really bad mood when I wrote this...
Oh yeah, I'm saying this just because I'm feeling pretty proud at the moment...you see, I play violin, I've been doing so for two years but the first year I learned literally everything wrong. --; But anyway, well, I usually use tapes to finger the notes(little bands that go on the black part to tell me where to put my fingers)but then my violin cracked(0.0), so I had to get a new one today, and I love it! It's this really beautiful deep mahogany color that everyone agrees is awesome, but the only problem is the strings were soimpossible to tune I suspected it actually was a viola and there were no fine-tuning pegs(T.T)so we took it back, and got it tuned, but there's no tapes on it, and I can play the right notes anyway! And it's really hard!
Angel
Ghostly feathers taint the floor
Splatters of silvery blood
Her wings torn from her back
For the crime of birth.
Angel girl, thrown from heaven
Hot tears running down her face
Screams echoing for thousands of years
Bound and broken, in this shattered earth
Gem-glittering eyes, reddened with blood
Curled up in the corner, try not to breathe
Wrists slit and bleeding eternal, the blade lying at her feet.
Heaven is just out of her reach, taunting her with salvation
She turns away, for she is the fallen,
The Accursed, the shattered shards of heavens' tears
Ripping the wings from her back
Casting them down to dust
Screaming she doesn't care.
"If I ask less," She mocked, tear-blind
"Then less I may be denied."
Yet she lays awake at night, foreverafter
Knowing that she lied.
(I am SO sorry you had to endure my ramblings...that's the drawback to a double feature. (grin) I get to say whatever I want on the second one. And that little bit had absolutely nothing to do with the poem, but I'm soooo proud of myself I had to tell someone...>P Meh. I'm an amateur violinist beyond belief, though I've improved way beyond what I was at the start of the year. Oh, the poem? I actually don't like it now. Yeah...big surprise...)
(RenegadeMustang)