Writing soothes the soul, it knows no formula or rhyme.
It only meets the writer and everything in between.
There are things I wish to say and **** the rhymes and numbers.
Writing only knows the artistic mind beheld to its grasp upon birth.

Life knows not one destination.
But many mere moments where life is gazed upon through the past,
and the present visions something much more beautiful than once was.
Happiness is born from past pain.
God I'm so sick of the pain being spoken of.
The pain is gone!

Now she lives as a shining pearl, her oyster shell gone but never forgotten for one must always remember where they derive.
She knows only up.
She knows only success.
Even in the failure she finds success as not one thing in this universe can stop her.
God is on her side as he always has been, but in an instant her mind has shifted to the light.
She has become the spark to her own endevors.

Oh how she craves adventure and gazing upon the breath of the sky.
Venturing out and up to unkown places to her and only known by her creator.
The glorious beauty of this earth, art of its own creation.
She thirsts and hungers for newance and things only fathomable by God himself.
She will succeed even if she fails for that is the secret of living that no one has yet pondered.

January 1st at midnight was the moment I forbid my conscience to acknowledge your existence any longer.
It's been haungingly unbeautiful and sweetheart I'm happy and relived to express I shall no longer scribble another slash of word encumbing you.

I don't know about you but sometimes I wish it was as easy as finding the "spare room" with a wardrobe in it to go home. To be able to walk through an old wooden door or fall into a painting on the wall that suddenly to starts coming to life like in "The Chronicles of Narnia" and end up home just like that would be nothing far from the greatest thing ever. I often find myself watching these movies and craving to stumble upon a far away land called Narnia that resembles heaven. Can you imagine a place greater than a world where nothing bad happens and there is only goodness and good people? I am also a huge dreamer and a total sucker for anything resembling a fairy tale, a happy ending, or a distant far away land lacking any sort of reality.
I am not a huge believer in reality because I believe there are two types of people in this world. The idealists and the crazy dreamer people. I'm a crazy dreamer person. I am 19 years old and still read Alice in Wonderland on the regular and freak out in static when a new Peter Pan, Fairy Tale movie, or anything resembling Harry Potter is on the brink of coming out. Why be an idealist when you can dream about things that bring you happiness. This is called hope and this is what Jesus brings us. What is life without hope and faith in something better than what you can see? I know I'm a dreamer because I focus on things unseen and allow my mind to wander wherever it takes me next. The bible tells us not to focus on things we can see but what is unseen because what is seen lasts only a moment but what is unseen lasts a lifetime. I would rather imagine a better world than look and see the world crumbling around me because that is how to get depressed real fast.