Where does "It" belong?
The one that cannot fit in,
With one group or the other one,
The outcast to them all.
Where does "It" belong?
Lying in the cold snow,
Freezing in the cold?
The Cold One of them all.
Where does "It" belong?
Traveling the streets,
Searching for answers?
The confused one of them all.
Where do you belong?
Not here surely,
You're not one or the other.
You're denied by them all.
Where does "It" belong?
Mother and Father,
I ask this of you,
Where do "I" belong?
But that,
Just doesn't matter to me now!
I know now,
That "It" is special.
While "It" belongs nowhere,
"It" is still there.
"It" pays them a
High School Story DRAFT by The1Imortal, literature
Literature
High School Story DRAFT
Let me tell you about it,
That all at one time of our lives,
We're thrown into a group of people,
Known as a "social class"
You however don't fit any of them
Why must we be such hypocrites?
You ask,
"Don't put me into a social class."
I rebuttal,
"But that's exactly what you do."
You rebuttal,
"You do it just as much as me."
We all try to stand out,
We all try to rebel,
But it's such a worthless hell.
We try so hard,
Only to fail.
(Such a worthless hell.)
Why must we be such hypocrites?
You ask,
"Don't put me into a social class."
I rebuttal,
"But that's exactly what you do."
You rebuttal,
"You do it just as much
[VIII. Imaginary Nights]
We're all full of these kinds of lies.
If we sat and watched all these movies
And of course the animations,
With less blind eyes.
Animating the space,
Writing it to your lives profile,
Speaking the words while
Picturing the days ahead
Imaginary Nights
Are those little lies that we write about,
The lies we write for ourselves
About ourselves,
Just to put a show on for people.
The day I live to die,
Is the day I stop writing these lies.
That was their books,
And all they wrote was imaginary content.
(A world where everyone is fake )
Imagine that.
Error and Disconnection by The1Imortal, literature
Literature
Error and Disconnection
[VII. Sunday Xander]
Imaginary Night's file #7
Loading
Load complete
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
Imaginary Nights!
All I see,
All I live!
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
Imaginary Nights!
Oh make it stop!
Make it stop!
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
Stuck in this life time!
All I live are:
Imaginary Nights!
As you read the words I wrote,
"Fatal error!
Fatal error!"
I'm flawed,
I have made you flawed.
(Imaginary lights.)
Endless colored sky,
How I wait to see true colors!
(Imaginary colors)
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
All I live in is:
(Imaginary lies)
Fatal errors!
Fatal errors!
Flawed,
All I am is flawe
[VI. Saturday Rose]
Picture 6 Loading
What is this?
Load complete.
The sky is on fire,
The walls are slowly closing in,
Sam how could you?
The night is closing in,
As I lay in the cold,
The dirt covers me,
Is this truly what I was worth to you?
"It was supposed to be you and me."
I remember you screaming violently
The last thing I remember
"You meant everything to me,
But you lied to me,
And now I'm going to bury you in what you are.
Dirt."
"If only you'd kept watching,
You'd have seen the end."
[V. Friday - Season]
Patient file #43
Gathering
Here you go sir.
Why did you do it?
We had so much,
And yet you threw it all away.
You threw me away,
Like I really meant nothing at all to you
And yet I still love you.
I love you,
I disagree with you.
I still want you.
I'm confused about you.
You said you want one thing.
But yet all I see is you
Running circles around
The people you care for.
I don't understand,
Why did you write lies to me?
Where are you now?
Did "it" take you as well?
(I want to just go melt
When you send me flying into the sun,
But will you come with me,
Or do I have to take yo
[IV. Thursday Violet]
Profile page 4
Loading
Complete.
The flowers in the garden,
How pretty they look today.
Would you like to walk with me?
You see the flower right there?
The Lilly?
That white one is my favorite.
The Violets?
Yes I'm proud of them.
But those aren't who I am.
I'm mostly a fan of the Roses,
I'm thorny on the outside,
And I'm hard to hold.
But once you cut through it,
You can hold me forever.
Today I feel like a black rose,
A dark but inviting host of life.
When was the last time I woke up?
Steve - has Night finally overtaken me?
[III. Wednesday Collin]
Animation 3
Loading
Load complete Enjoy.
The clouds are coming again,
They come to rain all over the streets,
The trees all make a whisper,
As the wind rolls by
I hear your stories,
The lies whispered about me
Or right into my ear.
I know you're poring bleach into me.
The raindrops are falling,
The tears from the sky,
Why are you crying?
The clouds are coming again,
They come to rain all over the streets,
The trees all make a whisper,
As the wind rolls by.
The sun has wasted away from the sky,
The rain is washing away the streets,
The color is fading away.
I think it's pr
[II. Tuesday Steve]
Reading disc 2
Load complete
Starting movie.
I'll let the Angels cry,
Maybe then they can stop plaguing my mind.
Why are you dying Angels?
I want you to stop plaguing my mind.
Not leave me.
I'm crying for you Angels,
Please come back to me.
Don't forget me Angels,
Even though,
I'll never remember you.
I'm like the guy in the movies,
I act upon the impulse of the choice.
And don't think of the consequences.
Come and fly Angels.
I let the Angels cry,
And now they leave me trapped,
In my own mind.
Angels loved the garden,
And there was my guardian angel,
Violets she once grew,
I
Where does "It" belong?
The one that cannot fit in,
With one group or the other one,
The outcast to them all.
Where does "It" belong?
Lying in the cold snow,
Freezing in the cold?
The Cold One of them all.
Where does "It" belong?
Traveling the streets,
Searching for answers?
The confused one of them all.
Where do you belong?
Not here surely,
You're not one or the other.
You're denied by them all.
Where does "It" belong?
Mother and Father,
I ask this of you,
Where do "I" belong?
But that,
Just doesn't matter to me now!
I know now,
That "It" is special.
While "It" belongs nowhere,
"It" is still there.
"It" pays them a
High School Story DRAFT by The1Imortal, literature
Literature
High School Story DRAFT
Let me tell you about it,
That all at one time of our lives,
We're thrown into a group of people,
Known as a "social class"
You however don't fit any of them
Why must we be such hypocrites?
You ask,
"Don't put me into a social class."
I rebuttal,
"But that's exactly what you do."
You rebuttal,
"You do it just as much as me."
We all try to stand out,
We all try to rebel,
But it's such a worthless hell.
We try so hard,
Only to fail.
(Such a worthless hell.)
Why must we be such hypocrites?
You ask,
"Don't put me into a social class."
I rebuttal,
"But that's exactly what you do."
You rebuttal,
"You do it just as much
[VIII. Imaginary Nights]
We're all full of these kinds of lies.
If we sat and watched all these movies
And of course the animations,
With less blind eyes.
Animating the space,
Writing it to your lives profile,
Speaking the words while
Picturing the days ahead
Imaginary Nights
Are those little lies that we write about,
The lies we write for ourselves
About ourselves,
Just to put a show on for people.
The day I live to die,
Is the day I stop writing these lies.
That was their books,
And all they wrote was imaginary content.
(A world where everyone is fake )
Imagine that.
Error and Disconnection by The1Imortal, literature
Literature
Error and Disconnection
[VII. Sunday Xander]
Imaginary Night's file #7
Loading
Load complete
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
Imaginary Nights!
All I see,
All I live!
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
Imaginary Nights!
Oh make it stop!
Make it stop!
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
Stuck in this life time!
All I live are:
Imaginary Nights!
As you read the words I wrote,
"Fatal error!
Fatal error!"
I'm flawed,
I have made you flawed.
(Imaginary lights.)
Endless colored sky,
How I wait to see true colors!
(Imaginary colors)
Fatal error!
Fatal error!
All I live in is:
(Imaginary lies)
Fatal errors!
Fatal errors!
Flawed,
All I am is flawe
[VI. Saturday Rose]
Picture 6 Loading
What is this?
Load complete.
The sky is on fire,
The walls are slowly closing in,
Sam how could you?
The night is closing in,
As I lay in the cold,
The dirt covers me,
Is this truly what I was worth to you?
"It was supposed to be you and me."
I remember you screaming violently
The last thing I remember
"You meant everything to me,
But you lied to me,
And now I'm going to bury you in what you are.
Dirt."
"If only you'd kept watching,
You'd have seen the end."
[V. Friday - Season]
Patient file #43
Gathering
Here you go sir.
Why did you do it?
We had so much,
And yet you threw it all away.
You threw me away,
Like I really meant nothing at all to you
And yet I still love you.
I love you,
I disagree with you.
I still want you.
I'm confused about you.
You said you want one thing.
But yet all I see is you
Running circles around
The people you care for.
I don't understand,
Why did you write lies to me?
Where are you now?
Did "it" take you as well?
(I want to just go melt
When you send me flying into the sun,
But will you come with me,
Or do I have to take yo
[IV. Thursday Violet]
Profile page 4
Loading
Complete.
The flowers in the garden,
How pretty they look today.
Would you like to walk with me?
You see the flower right there?
The Lilly?
That white one is my favorite.
The Violets?
Yes I'm proud of them.
But those aren't who I am.
I'm mostly a fan of the Roses,
I'm thorny on the outside,
And I'm hard to hold.
But once you cut through it,
You can hold me forever.
Today I feel like a black rose,
A dark but inviting host of life.
When was the last time I woke up?
Steve - has Night finally overtaken me?
[III. Wednesday Collin]
Animation 3
Loading
Load complete Enjoy.
The clouds are coming again,
They come to rain all over the streets,
The trees all make a whisper,
As the wind rolls by
I hear your stories,
The lies whispered about me
Or right into my ear.
I know you're poring bleach into me.
The raindrops are falling,
The tears from the sky,
Why are you crying?
The clouds are coming again,
They come to rain all over the streets,
The trees all make a whisper,
As the wind rolls by.
The sun has wasted away from the sky,
The rain is washing away the streets,
The color is fading away.
I think it's pr
[II. Tuesday Steve]
Reading disc 2
Load complete
Starting movie.
I'll let the Angels cry,
Maybe then they can stop plaguing my mind.
Why are you dying Angels?
I want you to stop plaguing my mind.
Not leave me.
I'm crying for you Angels,
Please come back to me.
Don't forget me Angels,
Even though,
I'll never remember you.
I'm like the guy in the movies,
I act upon the impulse of the choice.
And don't think of the consequences.
Come and fly Angels.
I let the Angels cry,
And now they leave me trapped,
In my own mind.
Angels loved the garden,
And there was my guardian angel,
Violets she once grew,
I
Lift my wings,
Make me fly.
What on Earth
Do I Do with Time?
For weeks on end,
I sit and stare,
Thinking about,
What is there?
There's my life,
There's my soul,
There's my Happiness
and Well being.
There's the time
I waste,
With living
and breathing.
What's constructive
that I do?
What's effective
that I do?
What is in
this life of mine?
What will I
find in time?
Old memories
Playing like movies in my mind
My past was filled with happier moments
So why can I only remember the bad?
One memory flickers
On and off in my mind
His face is faded
His voice is distant
I want to remember
His face
His voice
His smile
I miss the way he tried to help me
The way he tried to make me feel better
I miss the way he could make me laugh
No matter how bad I felt
How could he of left me?
How could he leave without saying good-bye?
Just leave and become nothing more
Than a distant memory
I swallowed Seattle whole today,
in the form of sixteen miles of straight horizon
and a fifth of silvery vodka.
It burned and writhed like a living thing
and I swore that it was a snake in my throat.
But Seattle has always been my city
and its spike-heeled glory was not, per se,
the wrong thing for me to down.
In some ways, I'm sure it healed me.
In other ways, I do believe it is killing me.
I devoured every neighborhood and district,
every boutique and fruit and vegetable stand.
Countless restaurants and tourist attractions
rested lightly in my stomach,
while the homeless seemed like rocks
and I couldn't remove the taste of
You took my heart
Where did it go
My words
Give them back
Why does it hurt
Where did this pain come from
Where did my hopes go
Give them back
The tears
That fall down from the skies
From these mossy eyes
Give them back
My sanity
The friends i love so much
You took them from me
Give them back
The money i spent
For us to be together
The dollars i worked so hard for
Give them back
The time i gave you
The days i lost
The minutes wasted
Give them back
Why won't you give them back
Current Residence: Washington State Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal, Techno and J-Pop Favourite photographer: My friend Ashely Favourite style of art: Abstarct Operating System: XP MP3 player of choice: Ipod Wallpaper of choice: Something I make. Favourite cartoon character: Tom and Jerry Personal Quote: Um... Wah?
I've re-registered under a new name found at: http://forgiven-heart.deviantart.com/
I've started adding all the old work I thought was decent back up on it, with a small amount of new things coming Friday.
I'm excited, I'd put it into words, but that would be wasting more of your time.
I guess there's also no better time than now to announce a few things.
Two notes:
1. This account will be deleted when I'm finished sucking my information from it that I wish to retain. Don't be surprised when it's gone, if you really care.
2. Thanks for never giving me crap on the misspelling of the word "Immortal."
A few happy things:
1. I've started
"The Beast" as I've refereed to it, known as Imaginary Nights, is going to be uploaded later tonight. Apologies for being late. I'm going to post the list of the 8 sections right here:
1. Initiation
2. Sky in Motion
3. Raining Colors
4. Violet Night
5. Season of Confusion
6. Decaying Flower
7. Error and Disconnection
8. Books, Lies, Colors, and Skies
and then tease you by rabbling!
When you're reading the song, the part that will say something along the lines of [I. Monday - Sam] is important you'll get lost without it.
I'm also going to post something I wrote as a note to myself (yeah even I forget what I'm doing sometimes.)
Sam