Gabriella

Gabriella Jul 2013

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It's like one day I woke up and
something in my head
went incredibly wrong
and I haven't been
quite right ever since.

Gabriella Jul 2013

Real

I wanted something real
and I got it
and then I realized yes I got something real
but the first thing real that I experience will not be my only
and, very unlikely will it be something that lasts
see things that are real
are often times too real
for reality
for every day life
for the mundane
for living
with no relief from what is real
what is true
and though I never thought I would say this
maybe being real just isn't enough
It is great
and will never be forgotten,
hopefully
but it will fade and mold into a different beast entirely
to something it once was
and will always be
but only in those moments in time
they will forever be real memories and the feeling will always be there
but only
in that time and place
will the real
survive and last
for all time
painful and mind numbingly
the way it plays tag with our emotions
never staying on one too long
but it is only those things that are, in fact, real that
in the end
really matter.

Gabriella Aug 2012

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It may not be in the way you want
Or even in the way you need
But when people want to
Or maybe even can’t help but do so
They will love you
In the best way they know how.

Gabriella Aug 2012

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A grasp for hope but not for normality
I grasp for something more in the world
Why ever desire something such as normality? That’s like asking for less of something, anything in this enriching world of ours
See we have all the tools, all the elements and wondrous things in this world
And us as foolish
Truly foolish humans
We strive for lack of greatness
We strive to settle in and be
Content as we are
To be simple-minded
To hold something so magnificent only to say we should put it down before it breaks
To grasp for something, anything other than normality
Is also surrendering to the cold, hard fact that you will never be satisfied
You will never quench the thirst you so desperately crave
You will see the chaos of the world
You will see Evil’s eyes stab strangers
As well as the ones you love
The upstanding citizens will become
The pirating thieves deep in the night
Lit by the beautiful bright moon
A helper, lighting the thieves’ way to safety

— The End —