You must go its not safe here. I must die so you live and I wont lose another person I love again. *she looks at my face. those eyes those deep, beautiful, eyes. I push her into the portal and smash it as soon as I see she reaches the other side* Now Death it's you and I. *I raise my arms and ask for the power of all those I love, even her. The power grows as a sword of hate, love, anger, and family combines to give me my weapon that will be the last I ever weild* for honor and family!!! For thoses loved who I have lost *I charge Death head on.....our weapons meet......his syth my sword then, her face...my mother, she flashes before my eyes a
The world would have changed by TBGshockerslights, literature
Literature
The world would have changed
oh dear brain how i wonder what your thoughts are on how life has gone for me. i want to know your opinion on how i have lived my life. i for one do not care of my friends thoughts on how i have lived for their words are a meaningless echo, sounding off in the distance. brain i need to know if subconsciously; are you aware? do u know what i do and willingly let it happen? have you ever wanted to make a decision for me? i wonder this now more then ever, if you lead my life would things be different? questions like this often run threw my mind when i think back on how my life has been lived. i only regret 3 things and you know of what i speak.
dear dad i love you more then any word can describe. you have been there for me threw the worst of times and the best of time. all though at times i may have made life hard on you in the past, i always held you dear and you've been there for me when most would have given up. you always saw the good in me and never gave up. you've brought me out of darkness and into your warm gentle arms.my first memory ever sitting in the front seat of the green jeep. i could barely look over the dash board and as i looked up at you i asked "hey dad, are you my real father?" without pause or even a moment to think you look at me and smiled "Yes i am your real
Old Man Of The Mountain by TBGshockerslights, literature
Literature
Old Man Of The Mountain
As the storm tightens it's grip, winter's wrath reveals it's teeth. as it rips away at the mountain. the mountain endures with vigor and valor, becoming ever stronger as winters wrath tries to devour the mountain. the snow and wind biting at the mountain, relentless like a never ending fountain. with one last loud thunderous blast, winter throws its bolts of lighting. the mountain stands fast, it's trees stand tall never straining or breaking at all. a last winter falls its defeated all an all. with a gentle whisper on the wind, winter asks "why didn't you give in, why didn't you fall?" The mountain stood their over looking all and saw the sn