it's strange that i can forget you with my head
but not with my heart,
but then again, you and i
have always been strange from the start.
it's strange because my heart won't forget,
it won't let my head forget too
and because of that every girl i like
is just a copy of you.
it's strange the way
we just won't let it go.
it's strange to sometimes still want you,
now knowing what i know.
it's strange the way my heart,
thus meaning my head can't forget,
and that's how it's been and will be
since the day we first met.
can you feel me
itching and tearing away at the back of your mind
telling you to do things that you know which cannot be done
to take the things you want
whether they be possesions or actual people
to do what you want
and face no consequences
to break things simply to hear them smash and crack and sunder
i am the beast within
and you will not like me
you pine away at all times trying to contain me
trying to take away my freedom
lock me away
knowing all the while i wont let you
you do your best
but you wont win
i'm too strong for you
and the tragedy of this tale my friend is this;
despite all your pining and hiding me
lockin
The Ghost Rider...
who does he ride for? ...Heavan...
...or Hell?
Forged in the fires of Hell, to use his might against his brethren. How much sense does that make?
Forced to walk alone...
no friends, no family,
...no love.
All that he wants lay before him, but he cannot have it.
Perhaps he is already in Hell.
All friends only there to betray him,
all family untrustworthy,
the love of his life with another.
He grows tired of riding on,
being Hell's bounty hunter.
Yet, he is the best rider the world has seen,
it is, afterall, his destiny.
So, he rides on, alone...
...forever.
He is...
The Ghost Rider.
Dear Reader,
I invite you to a simpler time,
a time of dungeons and dragons.
A time of honor and glory,
a time of chivalry and loyalty.
Of Knights and Kings,
of beast's and monsters.
Where a man lived his life by the sword,
all for truth, beauty, the common good, and above all things...
...love.
A time of life or death,
cowardous or courage.
Where a woman stood steadily by her man,
all for truth, beauty, duty, and above all things...
...love.
A time of swords and sorcery,
when Elves, Halflings and other mystical beings still walked among us.
A time where good and evil met in the battlefield,
and the price of war was actually
Every night the dream's the same...
you dream of her. Does she even know?
You awaken in a cold state, calling out her name,
but she isn't there.
Both when you first dreamt and returned there,
you lay on your side on the outer portion of the bed,
wishing that she were on the inner, next to the wall, the way she always did.
But on both occassions that half lay cold and empty.
So, still alone, you try to return to the world of dreams,
wishing she were there to wrap her arms around your waist,
making you feel like the weaker of the two,
making you feel innocent.
Is this pain or pleasure?
You do all the little things that love would
from the shadows
his growl would fill the forest
his wounds now healed
it is time to return
his hair stands on edge with anticipation
those who live in the forest
had forgotten about him in his absence
...he would make them remember
before he lived for love
then for anger and rage
now though, now he lives by his will alone
he waited until the forest grew dark
until fear crept into the hearts of the other dwellers of the forest
...fear of what they could not see
then he let out a long deep howl into the silent night
he let off a pearly smile with a snicker
and the only words that slipped through his fangs were,
"....I'm back"
this is my immortal love letter to you
cuz i dont think a school boy note will do
i'm always worried 'bout things like that
m'gonna work on it all day
makin sure i say what i wanna say
m'gonna tell you where my state of mind's at
[chorus]
and ev'ry single...i'll do what you say
cuz yer where i wanna be
and if you think i'm alright...and i'm sumthin you like
you just might wanna stay with me
i hope this love letter's enough
cuz to be honest its a little tough
tryin to be perfection for you
but i'm not gonna complain
and i definitely wont obstain
cuz its sumthin that i love to do
[chorus]
[quickverse]
love is not a challenge,
i went to see a flick
with this punk-rock chick
but we were out of luck
because the movie sucked
we made fun of the crowd
and i was oh so proud
that i made her feel good
i never thought i could
[chorus]
oh yeah thats right
it was me__
that made that girl
hap-py__
no time to mess
a-rou__nd
or i'll get shot
do__wn
and when the show was done
she said she had alot of fun
so then i took her home
and now i'm all alone
[chorus #2]
but yeah thats right
it was me__
who made that girl
hap-py__
no time to mess
a-rou__nd
or i'll get shut
do__wn
[repeat chorus into a fade a fade out]
Darkness...And The White Wolf by OwenMuse, literature
Literature
Darkness...And The White Wolf
He sat under the soft glow of the full moon
...The White Wolf.
He sat alone, as always.
Upon his hill, as always.
He looked at the moon,
full in it's glory
...and for the first time he found it putrid.
The moon just seemed to tease him.
Always glowing.
Always reminding him that he had no love.
He hated it.
His love wasn't coming back.
No matter how much she promised him,
she wasn't coming back.
He curled up his nose and growled at the thought.
He left his hill,
moving away from the moon's putrid glow
and into the shadows.
He said softly to the forest,
still with anger in his heart,
"If you want me...
...if I'm ever neede
The White Wolf paced back and forth,
not knowing what to do.
He had tried waiting for her,
but could not bare the pain of seperation.
He had tried showing her the faults of the one's she now loved,
but she seemed to love them despite the faults.
He had tried to attack and take what he wanted,
but alas, he did not recieve the love that he sought.
He then wondered and questioned,
"Why am I the one that must eternally wait?
Why is it that she can see past thier faults,
and never past mine?
Why am I driven so mad that I must attack,
yet she remains so content?
...Why am I so easily replaced?"
A single tear fell down his wolfly chee
AROUND THE WORLD
people are dyin but it doesn't matter much in my head
BECAUSE AT HOME
people are makin me wish that i was buried and dead
and when i see you i just want
to kiss you and hold you tight
but instead i just go home
and cry myself to sleep at night
SPIN SPIN SPIN
quit runnin yer d*mn circles around me
SPIN SPIN SPIN (spin spin)
yer world won't be as fun without me
LATE AT NIGHT
i lie around and think about the first time we kissed
AND I WONDER
if when i'm gone will i even be missed
you'll show up at my wake
and you'll fall to yer knees and cry
because you'll know
that yer the reason i had to die
SPIN SPIN SPIN
(*Chorus*)- I wanna drown myself in your kiss
I wanna sink into your arms
I wanna reach the depths of your love
so i can die inside your heart
inside your heart
I will be waiting for you
the bereft of you
is too much for my mind
my sanity's lost
will you be it's beacon home
(*chorus*)
I'm in awe of you
gaping at the wonder of your sight
I feel so opulent
when you stay with me through the night
(*chorus*)
you...and me...in a dark room
can you...trust me...without the moon
TO GUIDE YOU
(*bass rift*)
you (you) and me (and me) in a dark room
can you (you) trust me (trust me) without the moon
BESIDE YOU
(*gutar rift*)
YOU..
i don't know what to say
i'm lost for words
traveling with these other girls
this sh*ts for the birds
they wear me down
until i lose control
it keeps getting harder
for me to fix this hole
i used to be
just friends with you
until that night
i fell in love with you too
all the other girls
gave me pure bliss
until you changed it all
with just one kiss
all my frinds say i'm wasting my time
they all say i'm outta my mind
theres other fish in the sea
but theres only one for me
they keep telling me to give you up
keep on saying your not good enough
i wanna tell you what's on my mind
show you where i'm coming from
i wanna tel
hangin, out with my friends
our party never ends
you call, me on the phone
and ask me to come to your home__, your home__
i say, i'll stop by later
after we finish our yegger
you say, but my dear
i really need you near__, i need you near__
(Chorus)- you said i love you
for what must've been the first time
must've felt like
putting everything on the line
and now i know
nothing will ever be the same
next thing i know
your calling out my name__, calling out my name__
so now, i am running
straight over to your place
because, i want to see
your smiling face__, your smiling face__
(chorus)
(instrumental solo)
(chorus 2x)
you
please help me i don't think i'll last for long,
infact you may be listening to my very last song,
i'll bet my voice you were'nt prepared for the end,
u thought u were my enemy when you were my only friend,
so lets blow out this voice for one last bit of fun
ev'ry so often a coin lands on it's edge,
i guess thats why i lived so long standing on this ledge,
i'm gettin so sick and tired of livin in this hell,
i always try to tell you but it doesn't go well,
so lets blow out this voice for one last bit of fun
I wish so much that you could understand,
it's so stressful trying to be the perfect man,
(pickup)
please help me i don't thi
i can't swing from a web
i don't know how to fly
i don't have gadgets or super powers
and i can't tell you why
i don't have razor sharp claws
i don't wear brightly colored tights
i don't soar above the city
or stalk the streets at night
i can't bend solid steel
but that doesn't mean i don't know how you feel
i wanna be ur super-hero
and thats the only thing that's real
i can't read ur mind
or teleport far away
i'm not the chosen one
maybe i could be chose by you today
i can't bend solid steel
but that doesn't mean i don't know how you feel
i wanna be ur super-hero
and thats the only thing that's real
(spoken)
i can't bend
i've been waiting on your phone call
i've been waiting here for days
i know you won't call cuz after all
i taught you your wicked ways
i'm still waiting on your phone call
i've been sitting here for weeks
why would you just let me fall
was it because i'm so weak
*chorus*-i'll admit to being greedy
i'll admit to being needy
but i can't admit to my pain
so everything will be the same
do you think you can understand that
so i've been waiting on that phone call
i've been waiting here for years
do you understand me at all
or will you just confirm my fears
*chorus*
i'm WAITING WAITING WAITING
*chorus*
i'm WAITING WAITING WAITING
one morning i woke up
and you were no longer there
on that morning, i choked up
and no one was there to care
you took my sanity
you took my voice
you took my everything
and i never had a choice
one mourning i woke up
and you were no longer there
He howls out into the night,
calling out her name.
Did she hear him?
She must have,
she came back to him.
She came back to him,
only to leave again.
How long must he wait this time?
The white wolf now knows that his love will come back.
How long must he wait?
Does it really matter?
No, it never does.
He sits and awaits his love,
under the glow of the moon,
as he always has...
How long must he wait?
A Night For The White Wolf... by OwenMuse, literature
Literature
A Night For The White Wolf...
"Tonight is the full moon, and she is mine"
the white wolf tells himself.
He awaits her under light of the full moon.
Tonight is the night he has awaited,
and she shall soon return.
Soon...
soon he shall catch her sweet scent,
soon he shall taste her.
Soon...
soon she will be his again.
Tonight is the night of the White Wolf.
The night is his...
give to him by the moon.
He looks up,
as a familiar figure approaches.
Tonight...love is his to own...
please help me i don't think i'll last for long,
infact you may be listening to my very last song,
i'll bet my voice you were'nt prepared for the end,
u thought u were my enemy when you were my only friend,
so lets blow out this voice for one last bit of fun
ev'ry so often a coin lands on it's edge,
i guess thats why i lived so long standing on this ledge,
i'm gettin so sick and tired of livin in this hell,
i always try to tell you but it doesn't go well,
so lets blow out this voice for one last bit of fun
I wish so much that you could understand,
it's so stressful trying to be the perfect man,
(pickup)
please help me i don't thi
Current Residence: somewhere in that place where i can't tell if i'm awake or still dreaming Favourite genre of music: No one in particular Shell of choice: anything that takes the pain away Skin of choice: smooth, yet the owner's a little fiesty Favourite cartoon character: Ed (Full-Metal Alchemist), Carrot (Sorcerer Hunters) Personal Quote: "pain heals, chick's dig scars, glory; that's forever" -Keanu Reeves in The Replacements
Favourite Visual Artist
John Romita Sr., Todd McFarlane, Steve Ditko, Max
Favourite Movies
Carpenter, Kubric, Raimi, and Tarentino flicks
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
too many to name
Favourite Writers
Stan "The Man" Lee, Dean Koontz, Anne Rice, Frank Miller
Favourite Games
the one's where I actually win
Tools of the Trade
a pen and a wounded heart
Other Interests
Love, and it's ability to completely mess with the mind and soul
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