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lunisa-alexandria-heart
I'm Luna. I'm a writer. I'm a roleplayer. And I'm honestly tired.
Blurry blurry graying sky Weep the tears that I hide Shelter me in rain and storm Another day has come and gone Oh blurry blurry graying sky Why do you weep? Why do you cry? Take another day away Drown me in the sounds you make Blurry blurry graying sky I'm afraid it's time for me to die The gun's already to my head Don't you see? I'm better off dead Don't weep for me, oh graying sky My time has come and gone by I pull the trigger without a second though But don't worry it won't be for not I'll add some color to your mind So I won't be leaving you behind Now blurry blurry lilac sky How the days have gone by Lay your weary head to rest Don't worry about a thing This was for the best
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Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
Blurry Lilac
I'm losing motivation. I'm losing sleep over the most trivial of things. I can't seem to keep my head wrapped around these things I'm suppose to love to do. I sit and I stare at a screen full of words from another, trying to find the best response but finding nothing that works. I'm tired, I'm sick of having to write the same god **** thing every day of my life. This ****** romance that I have with you, I tire of it so but I can't escape you everywhere I go. No matter what words I bold, highlight, underline, or stress, you always come back every single time. I'm done with it. These words will be my last. You killed my creativity and destroyed the imagination of a writer who wanted nothing more than to live her dream. These stories I imagined, the plot lines I constructed, are crumbling down under a mountain of the same role plays that seem to haunt me. But none of you care. This wasn't just for fun. It was to test my limits and see how far I could run a story until I was sure it was completed. But you can't make a story off of constant *** I've tried to. Time and time again but it always gets lost behind a sea of one liner responses. I'm tired. I'm spent. Another dream gone down the drain. I don't know if I want to save it. It'll always be the same. The communities never seem to change. These people always want the same thing no matter what you say to try to change it. I want to scream and cry. I feel every option is gone. That I have no choices left and nothing more to move on to. I'm holding in my breath. Holding in every ounce of rage from letting lose upon these idiots I am forced to communicate with. Art is a bang, or so it's said. The gun is to my head as you pull the trigger. BANG! Another artist is dead.
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Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 2:13 AM UTC
Killer Community
I'm losing motivation. I'm losing sleep over the most trivial of things. I can't seem to keep my head wrapped around these things I'm suppose to love to do. I sit and I stare at a screen full of words from another, trying to find the best response but finding nothing that works. I'm tired, I'm sick of having to write the same god **** thing every day of my life. This ****** romance that I have with you, I tire of it so but I can't escape you everywhere I go. No matter what words I bold, highlight, underline, or stress, you always come back every single time. I'm done with it. These words will be my last. You killed my creativity and destroyed the imagination of a writer who wanted nothing more than to live her dream. These stories I imagined, the plot lines I constructed, are crumbling down under a mountain of the same role plays that seem to haunt me. But none of you care. This wasn't just for fun. It was to test my limits and see how far I could run a story until I was sure it was completed. But you can't make a story off of constant *** I've tried to. Time and time again but it always gets lost behind a sea of one liner responses. I'm tired. I'm spent. Another dream gone down the drain. I don't know if I want to save it. It'll always be the same. The communities never seem to change. These people always want the same thing no matter what you say to try to change it. I want to scream and cry. I feel every option is gone. That I have no choices left and nothing more to move on to. I'm holding in my breath. Holding in every ounce of rage from letting lose upon these idiots I am forced to communicate with. Art is a bang, or so it's said. The gun is to my head as you pull the trigger. BANG! Another artist is dead.
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Passion of the heart and desire of the mind. The slow passage of time slowly takes it's toll. The knolls of the death bells ring aloud and clear. But they don't seem to reach your ears. Violent eyes and harsh hands sway. As the tempered cold outside gives way. Through the darkened glass the eyes doth see. A realm of hate and despair shrouded in a blanket of illusion. Icy waves crash on the shorelines. Skin trembles as the needles pierce it. A sorrow filled soul struggles to find salvation. As they drift off into an illustrious sleep Dreams of happiness overwhelm the mind. A want for peace and prosperity. Gracefully entranced in lies of the weak. Entangled in a capsule of destruction. A blazing inferno incinerates all. Isn't this what you wanted? Is this the beauty of the world, That you so greatly wanted to accomplish?
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 1:46 AM UTC
~Flurry~
Your arms were once a haven Warm and protective Wrapped around me even in friendship But now they hold only anguish and sorrow for my destroyed soul
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 1:27 AM UTC
Arms
Im fine Im fine Can't you see? I'm as fine As ever fine can be I'm smiling I'm laughing I'm cheerful and free I'm not dreadful at all Can't you see? Don't believe me? I'll show you it's true I'll share some of my fineness with you We'll take a walk Down by the sea and wood Still don't believe me? You honestly should Why would I lie? I have nothing to gain Just believe that I'm fine Everything will be the same I won't leave I promise I only speak the truth Maybe one day You'll believe me too What's that you say? I have cracks on my face? No no That's not true My mask is still in place Mask? What am I saying? I'm fine, don't you see? What...? No! Stop! Don't! Stay away from me! Just let me be fine! I promise I'm okay! Don't tear it off! Keep my mask in place! Let me hide behind this guise For as long as I can Maybe just maybe One day you will understand
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 6:32 PM UTC
I'm Fine
"My footsteps silent as I walk this lonely and forgotten path. The sound of the wind my only company for this long and tired walk. Just a little more to go. Just a few steps more. I'm almost at the end. I've made it this far, I can't fail now. I approach the tree line, the exit right before me. A smile brightens up my sorrowfull face. I almost break into a sprint but am suddenly pulled down to my knees before my haven. I feel something gripping at my leg, pulling me back to my start. I put up a fight. I struggle. I'm trying to break free. My voice comes out as a silent scream, echoing through the very depths of my mind. I was so close. So close... As I feel my body dragged away from my destination, I slowly start to give in to the despair that had been chasing, taunting and tormenting me. But as I do, I hear the faint sound of a bell, a soft ringing in the back of my mind. I know not of what it is but it sparked something inside of my fragile mind. I break free from that which tried to pull me back to square one, as I hear the name I gave up whispering through the trees. No. I will not fall back into my despair. A break into a run this time, fleeing from the thing that tried to drag me back. I can feel it continuing to give chase, slithering after me like a serpant ready to strike its prey. I hear the name I no longer hold echoing more, becoming more and more like a scream. The more I run, the more my destination seems to flee from me. I'm screaming again. No. No I will not let you go. My feet seemed to fly as I ran, the sepant of despair right on my heels. I can see it. I see it clearly. The opened arms of my happiness ready to catch me, calling out the true name. My face brightens and I forget about the serpant about to drag me back. I take a leap, a leap towards happiness. A leap towards a better life. And the serpant falls back down to the forest floor, defeated as the joy bringer holds me tightly in their arms. Yet the forest still grows, ready to consume with fiercer foes. But I will be ready to face them weither is be with company, or by my lonesome. Because now I have someone to fight for."
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 4:11 AM UTC
Musical Inspiration
"My footsteps silent as I walk this lonely and forgotten path. The sound of the wind my only company for this long and tired walk. Just a little more to go. Just a few steps more. I'm almost at the end. I've made it this far, I can't fail now. I approach the tree line, the exit right before me. A smile brightens up my sorrowfull face. I almost break into a sprint but am suddenly pulled down to my knees before my haven. I feel something gripping at my leg, pulling me back to my start. I put up a fight. I struggle. I'm trying to break free. My voice comes out as a silent scream, echoing through the very depths of my mind. I was so close. So close... As I feel my body dragged away from my destination, I slowly start to give in to the despair that had been chasing, taunting and tormenting me. But as I do, I hear the faint sound of a bell, a soft ringing in the back of my mind. I know not of what it is but it sparked something inside of my fragile mind. I break free from that which tried to pull me back to square one, as I hear the name I gave up whispering through the trees. No. I will not fall back into my despair. A break into a run this time, fleeing from the thing that tried to drag me back. I can feel it continuing to give chase, slithering after me like a serpant ready to strike its prey. I hear the name I no longer hold echoing more, becoming more and more like a scream. The more I run, the more my destination seems to flee from me. I'm screaming again. No. No I will not let you go. My feet seemed to fly as I ran, the sepant of despair right on my heels. I can see it. I see it clearly. The opened arms of my happiness ready to catch me, calling out the true name. My face brightens and I forget about the serpant about to drag me back. I take a leap, a leap towards happiness. A leap towards a better life. And the serpant falls back down to the forest floor, defeated as the joy bringer holds me tightly in their arms. Yet the forest still grows, ready to consume with fiercer foes. But I will be ready to face them weither is be with company, or by my lonesome. Because now I have someone to fight for."
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No air to breathe No place to go The silent one Looks for a home No one to listen No one to see Just how much The deaf one can hear Coolness fills it's lungs Freezing the air ways It's suffocating But nothing more can be done It's scratching it's clawing It's biting at the walls The chain is then pulled back And it's dragged down further A blurred perception A blurred reality Where the outgoing goes silent And the listener becomes deaf You mistook it So many times Now it tries to get out But it's suffocated by lies Aquantience or Friend Family or Lover It fooled them all Aren't you proud? It's only until The mask falls off That it's lungs finally give out That you realize just who it was they were killing
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC
Blurred
I have to accept it It's pointless to bother You've gone away In the company of another We use to be close I wanted to call you brother But you ever gave me the chance And now I start to wonder If that night really meant something That night that I cried Were my tears for nothing As you sat there ready to fly Can't you tell this is killing me? Can't you tell that I miss you? I don't know what else to say I don't know what else to do... So now I sit here Tempted to say something But I'm scared to speak my mind I'm scare you might hate me I know you can't see this But I'm missing my best friend The one who I saved From a far too early end I miss our midnight calls Our deep or silly conversations I miss your tight hugs Whenever you came to visit So why must I endure this? I just want my best friend back But you've gone too far away now You're never coming back...
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 11:16 AM UTC
Gone
Knock Knock Knock She rushes for the door Even though she knows It's not you at all Buzz Buzz Buzz She reaches for the phone Even though she knows You're not home Ring Ring Ring To the door again she goes Her heart racing everytime Even though she knows Beep Beep Beep Her phone goes off again She always wants it to be you But she knows its not in the end Days Weeks Months The time flies by She waits patiently for you Though many ask her why She's waiting for the time She's waiting for the day She rushes to the door To see your smiling face No matter how long it takes No matter how long the days Just please know that I will always wait
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
The Wait
Do you know what it's like To be pushed beyond your limit? To feel emotionally destroyed Inside and out? Have you ever screamed out as you cried Sitting on the floor? Voices circling Inside of your mind? When was the last time you actually smiled the last time you actually felt happiness? It was so long ago you can't remember But you know you can recall a time. Throat hurting Eyes swelling Stomach turning Nose running The tears don't stop The screaming never halts The voices don't dwindle And it's all one person's fault I'm seeking a savior But he's so far away So I try to hold on And be patient for his sake But I don't want to live this way Not anymore I just want to be happy I just want to go home Home to him, where I feel safe Where I know I won't scream and cry Home is where the heart is And this house is a home of lies.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 9:17 PM UTC
Breakage