Sunday, September 13, 2009

Waiting

When you wait for death, it seems to taunt you knowing your waiting. The pure idea that it sits and watches you waiting...knowing when, the beating of my main exsistance will soon fade as my heart that lies broken in ruins will soon stop, and death will trickle over me like a leaky faucet causing the pain in which my life has been lead, will soon no longer be and so I sit and wait, for the death that will never be._ Severus Snape

Pondering

I tend to sit and think about things I can not explain. Like why people would insist on talking to be when they know I want nothing to do with them. Or why the idea of me being more than this creature that lives to anger other, is hard for some to grasp. The total being of my self is interlaced in a world of once sought after glory, brought down by the heart of a Man who truly does for once feel. So once again I ask that the line between what you think you know and what you see be torn down because you really don't know me. _Severus

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Rain

Rain is one of my favorite things. It doesn't judge me or hate me. It reminds me of my life never landing in the same spot it goes on its way, no one notices it really as it sweeps through towns is existence is almost not recognized. It leaves a mark but only for a minute...my life is like the rain, crying down from the skies sweet miserable existence I am the rain._ Severus Snape

another night

I find it hard to breath tonight, once again I must face death. It seems to get easyier to look it in the eye when I have nothing else to hide, but there comes a time in every man's life when fear is no longer by his side and no one will be there to whipe my eyes._ Severus Snape

To my True Love

The stars they seem to fall at night when angels dance in my delight I know it’s fair for one to dream on a love so rare and in between. But once I might have hope again, I’ll find true love in life’s end. It seems too odd for one to ask to dance with life and hope at last. When your love is here at last the stars will fall no more to pass and angels will sing and dance of a heart come to mend its past. _Severus Snape.


This was written for my future, my life, and my home I hope one day I will find you.