He watches over the villages and traveling tribes.
Anyone who hurts his people cannot hide.
You will never see him because he is shy.
There are rumors that he lives in the sky.
He will never say hello neither bye.
There are so many things of him that they wonder why.
He will do anything so his good people won’t die.
He is truthful and tell no lies.
His voice are whispers in the wind just passing by.
Mostly good, rarely bad… He could end up on either side.
The stories were told in their leader’s eyes.
Their leader also their “God” was a great disguise.
This was like a poem and a short story mixed together. The leader just wanted his people to look up to someone greater than him and for noone to know how much he did for his people because of the consequences. I hope you enjoyed it.
Is it the emptiness inside?
The darkness trapped that cannot come outside?
Is it the love we cannot find?
The hate we keep inside?
It could be the anger that can’t come out
Something troubling we think about
Is it the hunger for something that is not there or for more?
If it was then we should know for sure
The hunger for love, fullness, happiness, and all things above
If you never had it or care for it then we know it’s not love
If you don’t know what makes you happy or feel full
Maybe it’s the immune feeling to being dull
Going so long without these things
Emptiness inside is all it brings
The feeling could be anything but only you know
Better feelings may come but only time will show
Everything left needs it’s right
Everything up need a down
Things in the middle need ins and outs
You can tell by looking around
There’s no beauty without time
There’s no song without a litte rhyme
Sharing with close or loved ones
What’s mine is yours, Yours is mine
Light turns to dark
Dark turns to light
Most things with a top has a bottom
As with a bottom has a top
You need minerals to make a rock
Metal to make a clock
Creates balance around everything
Painting or drawing a picture
Sometimes could be designs from the mind
The will to create anything
Could be a fragment of an idea traveling through time
or a gift from a greater mind
The passions to create is like
The desire to make
Before and Behind every masterpiece
There was a great
I be up for days and everybody say that it is bad. I can stay up for a whole week or two if I can get two and a half hours of sleep every other day. Last week, I was woke for three days straight then slept for a couple of hours then did the same thing. I’m always in another world so I guess that is why my brain and body function like that. I was filling out applications one night and the only thing that was keeping me up was them long assessment tests at the end of the application. I thought I was in college taking an essay or something. Then when I couldn’t sleep after all of them applications were complete, I just got me something to eat and watched a movie to see if I fell asleep. I ended up watchin it and even stayed up for the boring movie who will put anybody asleep even an crying baby that wants to stay up. I walked into a room and the sun was beaming at me like it was coming in the room. I was blind for about a minute because it was like the sun’s rays attacked my eyes and ambushed me. When I be up for a long time, my eyes get red and extra droopy like they want to tell me something. Then my legs or a part of my body starts to hurt like I been running or excercising for a long time. The “good-morning stretch” kicks in when its noon or afternoon so I just wake up all over again because it felt so good to stretch with no yawn. I either reenact a similar day or sleep okay like I did not too long ago… I slept for almost five hours and it was pretty decent. I haven’t slept that long in months on top of months.