Fanfiction and Life

Artists perform their arts in the only way they believe they can. For a fanfiction writer like myself, we write characters in the holes of stories.  We hope to immerse ourselves in a world that would give us room to be something more than we are in the real world. We do not write stories in the view of actual characters because it would be equivalent to relinquishing ourselves to fate. Rather than do so and relinquish our pride as individual thinkers, we create paths in the holes of the worlds we love just as we create our own path in life. It is our way of survival and for some, it is the only way we can survive in a world that we do not see as our own. I can be who ever I want in a story, and through this belief and writing I can be whomever I want in life.

Never Forget

Never Forget Your Woes,
Never Forget Your Joys,
But Most of All
Never Forget the Journey
And those that helped you along,

Colors of the tree

A tree is painted in three colors,
Green, yellow, and brown,
and then they fall together,
Who are we not to question reality?
Fools...
painted in three colors,
Brown, black, and white,
and then we fall together.

The Canvas

I look upon a blank canvas,
And my heart is black,
For nothing makes me sadder,
Than a question,
Not fit for an answer.

Family

A birthday is fun,

in the cold windy spring rain,

in the warmth of love,

yesterday was my birthday!

To Die

After the night were I lay,

Back in the days of death,

Back to the days of happiness,

Everlasting moments,

And tomorrow I will end,

Not today and not the day after,

Don't mistake, it's tomorrow,

Can't be free,

Hath thee forgotten my sorrow,

Usually happy,

Without a care,

Everlasting words carved into stone,

Yet on the grave,

Rest

...

In

...

Peace

...

My death

Good tidings are hard to find,
On my deathbed,
On the day,
Down in my grave,
Before my death,
Yet never awake,
Eyes that have yet to forget,

Just in time,
Use your time,
Last I saw,
I was below in,
Everlasting death.

Can you see the pattern?