Alone. He opened his eyes and stared lifelessly into Darkness.
When I awake I'm all alone
He finds me weeping he shouts ugly words,
The constant yearning from within filled his empty Heart to near suffocation.
Still, he continued to think...of her. His Heart grew further breathless.
Her immortal image consumed his thoughts rapidly, then completely.
The unknown Misery thickly coated his myth of Being with its darkened Sorrow.
He wanted to cry, for Hopelessness, and hoped tears will refill his half-emptied Soul. He closed his eyes and searched for Light.
She was born last night, here, amidst the garden of the Unconsciousness bathed in dews of Serenity.
The undefinable Beauty smiled blossomly to the mystical welcoming world.
She bowed her head softly to the gentle wind, only to find his playful fingers failed to resist the tempation to caress her dark silken hair.
Her petal soft skin adored the tender Warmth of the morning Sun, who had yet once taken his eyes off her.
Her majestic eyes, deep dark shade of Earth, gazed ethereally toward the celestial dome.
She turned and passionately laid a whispering kiss upon the lucidity of Being.
For eternity, she was born to walk with Spring and to calm the rage of Summer, then to bright the solitude of Autumn, to finally breathe life into the pale corpse of Winter.
Nature dreamed and created Love, then she saw her, Nature created Beauty.
Within his garden, reality was but a Dream, upon which Light, without finite and Darkness, with out mortality, intertwined.
In time, maybe Happiness will bloom on the unbearable Sorrow and thus will cultivate Hope from Hopelessness.
Within his Heart, to love was to be.
He searched, he thought...No!
He searched deep and knew that he loved her...only if she knew...only if she knew.
He looked on toward the endless Forever.
-Alan Do
'Celestial Entity...'
(This next one is very very sad and I do not know who wrote it but it is very powerful)
My name is Misty I am but three,
My eyes are swollen I cannot see,
I must be stupid I must be bad,
What else could have made made my daddy so mad?
I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up all the day long.
The house is dark my folks arent home
When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just one whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound! I just heard a car
My daddy is back from Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse my name he calls
I press myself against the wall
I try and hide from his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry
He says its my fault that he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more,
I finally get free And I run for the door.
He's already locked it and I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken
"I'm sorry!", I scream but its now much too late
His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain again and again
Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops and heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor
My name is Misty and I am but three,
Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
