Her brazen audacity strikes without warning,
Piercing my weeping, theatrical, poison-laced words
A senseless, fragile attempt at healing each day,
Drifting helplessly toward darkness and despair.
I buried my grief beneath the surface,
Feigning every dramatic emotion for the world,
Wearing hollow smiles of defiance and regret
Armor forged from bitter reflexes.
You carved a false eternity into my soul,
But at last, I have awakened from the nightmare.
Unleash the beast within!
Let their howls echo through the night!
Today, vengeance strikes hard
Today, dark justice is served!
Strike them down without mercy,
Crush all who stand in defense!
Leave no survivors in our wake
Teach them the meaning of terror!
Let them taste true fear!
Terrify them, break their spirits,
Devour their pride, and strip away their hope!
We march with lethal intent
Annihilate them all! Leave none standing!
Overthrow every foe in our path!
Today, victory belongs to us!
Raise the flag high!
Together, we claim the night!
She lies gently on my shoulder,
Playful and soft in her grace.
Her perfume dances in the quiet air,
Her hair cascading down her face.
I listen to her gentle breathing,
Sensing her skin pressed against my own,
Anchored by her warmth and weight.
Resting there, she looks like an angel;
I wish this stillness would never break.
Yet I freeze, afraid she might hear
My heartbeat softly whispering her name.
Deceived by the beauty of innocence,
Yearning for your love,
Even as you betray his unconditional devotion.
He waits patiently with open arms.
Breaking down, he bears his disgrace,
Losing his mind throughout the process,
Wandering through space and time,
Far away, yet holding his ground.
He asks forgiveness for himself
Giving up is not an option, nor is defeat.
Pushed aside by the one he loved the most,
He cannot learn from his past mistakes.
Ironically, he insists on his feelings,
Like a fool who cannot understand his own fate.
The sun sinks into the dark abyss
As a hollow night engulfs the world.
A bitter defeat, a quiet death
Like blood-red ink pouring onto the page.
Spilling bitter words from deep within,
Tracing scars across his broken heart.
Yet your light awakened new desires.
Dazzled by thoughts of you,
Caught entirely off guard by your smile,
He is terrified, yet helpless to stop.
Quite by accident, he has fallen in love again.
Everything have I surrendered unto thee
Wherefore, then, hath she left me all alone?
Yet once we laughed, when all was merry,
And by her smile my heart was made her own.
Whither thou goest, let me follow near;
Whence came the doubts that cloud thy mind?
Thou callest to the gods in solemn prayer,
Though truest love was offered thee to find.
To shew my devotion, bitterly I cried,
Yet by her hand a thousand times I died.
O fair Venus, return unto my embrace!
Honor my plea, and grant thy saving grace.
In frozen solitude my spirit lies,
Unseen sorrow masking weary eyes;
Yet rest assured, though worlds fall into night,
Our souls shall bind in eternal light.
I kissed her forehead in the middle of the night,
Under a veiled moon hidden from our sight.
Darkness enveloped the silent hilltop air,
While distant skyscraper lights flickered in a glare.
Before me, my beloved stared into my eyes
A gentle soul wrapped in a dress of white.
A simple man, once longing for love, I felt divine.
Then the cold winter wind brushed against our skin;
A quiet sacred presence stirred from within.
She took my hand and tried to whisper something near.
I brushed her hair aside, but could not hear.
I stepped closer, but her hands pushed me away,
Her tearful eyes speaking what words could not say.
As the truth settled in, my spirit broke in two:
She found peace in my silence, and turned from what we knew.
She walked into the night with no intent to stay,
Until the dark horizon swallowed her shadow away.
And quietly, without a sound, our tragic story closed.
Life moves fast, and things are happening quickly. To be completely honest, this is not how I envisioned my life turning out. It is so much more than I ever imagined. I am deeply grateful to God, my mother, and my friends for bringing out the best in me. I truly mean it; I never expected life to be this good.
My mother always told me I was lucky, and she was right. Whenever I lose my way, opportunity seems to find its way to my door. Paradoxically, that scares me sometimes. Living a life that feels this effortless makes me fear that it is almost unfair, and I worry about losing it all if I make a mistake. But I know it is a mix of luck, determination, and skill. Life has given me meaningful opportunities to understand its real value, and I can happily say I have no regrets. I feel ready for whatever challenges come next.
Looking back, I realize my core self hasn’t changed much since childhood. The passions I hold today at 21 are the very same ones I held as a child. Nothing is inherently different except that I am prouder of who I am. I love my life, I love the journey that brought me here, and I intend to keep living it with the same passion.
It is a long night, the rain pouring outside.
The lights are off; it is dark and cold.
I lie here half-awake, consumed by thoughts of you.
I gave up everything and gained nothing in return.
Perhaps I am fighting for what I can never hold,
Or trying too hard to save what is already gone.
Here I lie, unable to move, speak, or scream.
Is it wrong to give up when the ache is this deep?
I am not that strong, and you know it.
I am quick to anger, impulsive, and foolish;
I am weak, barely standing on my own two feet.
I do not know where to turn anymore.
Holding on feels entirely wrong
So let us walk away, and go our separate ways.
