The-Gypsy

The wind was making the tree limbs creak, scratching the window pane, giving the impression of some unseen presence seeking to gain entry. It was the second night that the storm had awoken me from my slumber. And it was on this night that I first heard it, the sound. At first I mistook it for the winds seductive sigh, but after a minute of laying there the origins of the sound struck me as coming from inside, and it was clearly not the result of the storm raging beyond the comfort of my own chambers. Upon this realisation I started from my bed with the intent of seeking out this misplaced sound that was hindering my rest. Lighting the candle

So alone. I can hear them coming for me, As I cower beneath the covers. Babies crying in the dark. Scratching at my bedposts. Im alone in this. Relisation of lost memories. Withered roses and acidic tears. Babies crying in the dark. So empty and so alone. A recent revelation, You never beat an addiction. Still lingering in the shadows, They emerge when it hurts. Closer they creep, As I cower beneath the covers. So alone. This is not the end. This is not the end. Withered roses and acidic tears. Babies crying in the dark. So empty and so alone. Im so alone.

I've just realised over the past week that in the end, we all end up the same. No matter what life we may have lead, how much money we given, spent or saved, we all end up the same in the end. No matter how successful you have been, or how many people you may have touched, we will all be equal in the end. No matter what riches you have stored up untill the final hours, we all end up dead. We shouldn't be worring about how much we can save dodging tax this year, or if I get that new promotion. What we should be thinking is "If I walk out onto the street in the next 5 minutes, and get hit by a bus and die, where will I go?" In the end we a

Please forgive me, I'll always love you, Exerbody makes mistakes, Don't turn away, I love you. Lies, Deceat, You never knew, How much I despised you, You'll never know, How sorry I am, I never planned this to happen. Please don't cry, Please dont... Fuck me up again, You'll never know regret (you'll never know) You never knew How much... This is for the best. We'll move on (never forget) No Put that down... Please.... Don't..... You'll never hurt again, You'll never know, How I hate you, You'll never know... How... I'll always love you.

In one of the many class discussions that arise in my none to formal english class, the topic of truth was raised. This got my brain churning over time as I realised that there is no real one truth, truth is different for everybody. What is dead set truth for one, might not be truth at all for another. For example, for a christian the definate truth is that God does exist and Jesus did come to earth to die for our sins, but for someone raised in a non christian house hold who doesnt share those beliefs, that isn't the truth at all. Their truth could be evolution or a many number if different things. But this is only an example of religious

My only love So deep into your arms Enfolded by my trust Hold me untill we become one Hold me untill we wander no more We shall drift among the stars Night is where we belong No others No worries Hold me tighter Untill our breath no longer comes rapid Hold me always Where all others can see Our love is unmovable Most precious of treasures Hold me in death Where our love is inescapable Hold me so that God can see We are but one soul Hold onto me forever

Someone told me the other day that a perfect world would be where nobody lied and everybody spoke what they where really feeling. I pondered on this for quite a while and came to the relisation that they are wrong, it wouldnt be the "perfect world" infact it would be quite the opposite. Im not saying that lying is great, nor am I saying that keeping your feelings locked up inside is ideal, but if we always told the truth, there would be major strife. Everybody has one of those friends who, after completeing a piece of work shows you then says "i dont like it, it sucks", firstly I could write a whole seperate essay on this alone, but mostly,