Smiles

Will you?
I can,
I will,
because I have the power.

If you can;
fake it.
I can,
can you?

Fake a smile;
save those who love you the trouble.
Fake,
fake.

Smiles are to make others happy,
that doesn't mean that you are.
Or me.
Or anyone really.

So smiles.
They get plastered on,
just to show,
happiness.

But I am not happy.
What about you?
Are you,
happy?

If you are then smile,
smile,
smile,
smile.

I hurt, with a deep intensity of 1000 Alternian suns. What was love? I knew it once and experienced it twice, I don't know how much more my all in all being, can take for the fear of heartbreak still haunts me; so deeply have I fallen for him and I am still falling, getting deeper and deeper every second. How much longer will I have to wait for his return? I nearly have an ounce of hope left. He showed me what love is, and I love the feeling. I don't want that feeling to go away.




Please......





I love you.

Diary Entry 1

I have feelings too you know. I have a heart, a mind, a soul. I just tend to keep it all bottled up, like it is a spider's prey being wrapped in a white silk cocoon. No I shouldn't use that analogy, it will only make you think less of me. Like say um.....you understand right? If you don't then please either leave or fake it. I don't understand why you are still listening to my crap, because chances are that you don't care. Sure I did bad things, and I guess if I did those things to you, then you have every right to be mad at me, but still. The truth is...I like him....a lot. But it is hard for me to express anything but hatred or disgust or something like that.

But whatever, why should I care what the others think of me hm? I shouldn't and I won't, never has someone told me that they like me. Well accept for her, but she likes pretty much everyone. Does it still count? How should I know? I could always ask...but....I don't know...no one really likes me so....yeah. Why do I have to even write in this thing anyways?!?!?! Ugh! I hate this, plus I have nothing else to say.

See ya,

Vriska Serket

Society, Greed, and Death

I stood there, waiting, watching; but for what? The glee that once flowed freely throughout my being is no longer there. Looking around I only see people with gay faces and lovely treasures of silver and gold. Silver and gold; just one of things standing between the life of a commoner, and aristocrats. But who could hold such divine power that fills our souls with greed? It is not I, for I will humbly stand by those who find no worth in money, power, and all other objects of which fills the once peaceful and love worthy man.

Society does not only judge on looks, but also on who has the most to give onto them. Those who choose to do community service are not satisfying enough to please the aristocrats’ desires of social worth. Yet those who throw a single solitary wrapper that was thrown on the ground by one of their own, as long as that person is a man of wealthy born or gains, is appraised for a great doing of good. How often will one be condemned for their filth of poverty? A better question would be, when will it end?


People have multiple ways to exclude people from the rest. It could involve terrible things from instigating to even death itself. Though poverty helps these cases, not even that can be compared to death. Suicide is often a case where one would feel that they no longer need to live or to be alive. Society can do that to people. Then you must think of what many will say if one noble is to be taken by Lord Death himself. “Oh that poor man! He was great! He had much money to be given! Who will it go to now?” Then you think of the reactions of the death of a commoner who hardly has the money to feed his wife and children? I’d rather not say, for it could become spiteful and have a drastic amount of feelings pounded by myself.


There is no life worth giving if one doesn’t see the worth. And what worth is there if there is no life? Making wishes on stars and waiting will not get you the fundamentals needed for survival; nor will it ever. Do what you must to keep yourself and your loved ones going. Then maybe you will get your wish. Society will stay the same, and it will never change. But those who choose to stand strong and make a difference will be the change that needs to happen.

A Burning Fire

I could feel it. The sharp pain in my chest that consumed by mind and soul. I was without a doubt heartbroken. And I knew that without a doubt that if my fellow peers were to find out, I would only hurt more. Though I know their feeble attempts, in their mind, would make me feel better. My heart was shattered; split to pieces one million times and done all over again. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. I'm still in love. One deeper than the sea, and higher than the tallest point on the Earth; times ten. But now...I give up. There is nothing to my life now, with out him....my life....is just empty now......no...worse. My life means nothing.

With out him there by my side, it is like the world has stopped spinning, and the place we call planet Earth; is crumbling into complete chaos. Nothing matters with out him. I need him back! I don't care what I have to do! I will do what ever it takes to see him again, to be with him! I will jump skyscrapers and move mountains! I will go up to the brightest star I see and grab it!


He is my EVERYTHING.

We Stayed Together.

When I saw him for the first time, I knew he and I would be great friends one day. And he promised that we would be together forever. But all that changed when the world plummeted into chaos. I was on one side that I thought for sure he would join too, but he didn't. He joined the others, the ones who were making the chaos happen.

When I found out I gasped; in a way that was shocking and full of much, much hurt. I was depressed for a really long time after that. My heart hurt, it burned; I was sure that all it was by now, was ashes. I gathered what I had left and ran. I ran and ran, so far away that I'm sure life itself wasn't able to exist. This was the perfect place for me.

Tired, I yawned and stretched out on the ash covered ground; soon I fell asleep. My dream had no ending, or so it felt. Never ending friendship, love, and the never ending bodies of my best friends victims. Nothing ended, then again, nothing started either. It just went on, like nothing.

A quick shaking woke me up. It was him, my best friend; there next to me, smiling! I hugged him and he hugged back. I started crying, I missed this.

"I'm sorry." he said. I just cried more, and more. Until I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I breathed out and managed to nod to him. As the world faded to black, I saw him standing there, watching me die.

For him, and just him, only him. I did one last thing, something I chose to be my last. I shed one last tear for him, and in return he did the same when he was killed by someone else, only seconds later. He fell at my side and we laid there; side by side, to be together, forever.

Just like he promised.

Not a Poem or Short Story

But a reflection on how this blog is doing. To tell you the truth, it sucks. Maybe that is because I only made it yesterday. I don't know. That is probably it. I mean, I probably am the only one who wastes hours of her life on the computer just looking at random blogs. What ever. So yeah that is all I had to say. Good Bye.

The Sun

Bright and hot,
Hatred is greater.

Burns my skin,
Love does more.

Why do I admire you so?
Is it your looks?

Your talents?
Your warmth?

Your looks hurt;
Your talents are unseen.

Your warmth only comes half the year;
Why do I admire you so?

Don't look!
Don't look!

You will become blinded;
You will become hurt.

Stay here,
In the dark.

Where it is safe;
Where the world makes sense.

But you always come back.
Not to haunt;

Not to taunt;
But to ensure life is still here.

Why do I admire you so?
Your pleasantness;

Your love;
Your hatred;

Your warmth;
Your life-giving powers.