How do people find the words to say when too many things swirl around inside? Hopes and dreams, worries and fears, the what ifs and whens. Thoughts that need to be said, but too afraid of the outcome and ending up feeling even more like an invalidated, worthless failure. They do everything to help their loved ones achieve their goals, but in the process, they forget how to take care of themselves. They are me.
As time passes, I've noticed more and more just how different you are. The man so full of thoughts and phrases, the man I fell in love with seems to have completely disappeared. Only once have I read his words in over a year's time, thus furthering my thoughts. Am I still the one to tame the beast? Am I still your Sacred Angel, your Queen, your wife? Am I still your Light in the Darkness? Or have I merely become a means to an end? Have I still not experienced enough of the world? Am I still a 'child of a woman'? I am unsure if these words will ever truly be heard by the one that has always held my heart, nor does it matter as I doubt this will reach very far. Tá mo ghrá duit gan staonadh, fiú mura gcuirtear ar ais choíche é.
When One's words cause harm to Another, instead of a light tease; it causes One to stop and reevaluate how they've treated friends and partners in the past. At one point, those same words were taken as it was meant to be, a playful teasing to Another and was rewarded by Another's own teasing. But when it's taken and observed as a cause for Guilt, it breaks One's Soul down and causes doubt. While laying in bed, One ran over the situation that One and Another had just put themselves in. With the abuse that Both had just gone through, it was easy for One to just cower, tuck their tail and apologize as they had been doing during the abuse from Someone. Another had a flash of their own abuse and attributed the teasing from One as a continuation of said abuse, except it wasn't coming from the Other anymore. Both One and Another are trying to repair the people that they used to be, yet something is blocking their progress. One used to be a bubbly, playful, fun-loving person; but at almost
Like the pages of an old book, I bare the scars of a mistreated history. On the surface I have the typical wear and tear that comes with age, but if you crack me open, you'll see water damage, pages torn, folded and missing, and my spine broken. I still hold knowledge to learn, yet because of my condition, nobody wants to read me. I yearn to teach, to be held and seen. To have someone come and repair the damage that was caused to me, to restore me to my former glory. Will you be the hands that patiently work to fix me?
My inner Souls struggle to help keep me afloat. Too much damage has been dealt for my broken body to stay above the surface on its own. 'KEEP GOING, ZERRIANA!' They all scream at me. Spitting water out of my mouth, I say out loud, "My energy is fleeting, we won't survive this time." As my arms try treading the water, my wings remind me that they are dead weight. They lie broken and bleeding against my back, threatening to pull me beneath the water. As the waves come crashing down on top of me, I struggle to regain my senses. Kicking my legs out and waving my arms, I try looking for the light of the surface. With my head still under the water and not finding which way is up, my lungs start to ache and burn for air. I can feel and hear my heart hammering in my chest, causing blood to rush to my brain in an attempt to come up with some kind of plan. 'You are the Lunarin Queen, pull yourself together!! You are the strongest of us, so think!' The others cried. I stop swimming and focus my
As the days and years seem to come and go, I now understand what you meant long ago. To live and love in a world so cold, Means to only know pain and do what you're told. To say I was young, was naive indeed; T'was a gross and huge misunderstanding. This day, this year is newer than last, but the same old story will soon come to pass. My heart is heavy, 'tis made of stone, my love has withered, never again will it grow.
I used to think that I could count on you to be there for him no matter what, but as time passes, I'm beginning to realize that you're just like them. You'll never be there, never ask about or even acknowledge the fact that he exists. All you care about is yourself instead of the beautiful life that you helped create. I guess it's to be expected since you weren't around even though you promised you would. It doesn't matter though, because there's someone else that's more than willing to step up and be the man that you'll never be. I only hope you come to realize what you've given up. Au Revoir.
We once said that we couldn't live without one another, but now we're not even talking. What went wrong? Have we changed that much or have we just grown apart? Tonight I'm crying, my heart is aching and I don't know how to stop it. What should we do? Do we keep holding on or do we go our separate ways? We used to be all that each other had, but it seems that now we're not what each other wants. I just want you to know that no matter the road we take, you will always be in my heart and mind. You are forever, part of my soul. I miss seeing your face, but I can't help but wonder if we made the right choice...
My heart and life I still give to you, my mind and soul are unsure what to do.
I think of life and the joys you bring, but from my tears the notes shall sing.
Each day you say but do not bring, my heart rips away its golden sheen.
To dust it will turn not too much longer, for pain envelops without falter.
Consumed by Sadness I soon will be, if a life without you is waiting for me.
When One's words cause harm to Another, instead of a light tease; it causes One to stop and reevaluate how they've treated friends and partners in the past. At one point, those same words were taken as it was meant to be, a playful teasing to Another and was rewarded by Another's own teasing. But when it's taken and observed as a cause for Guilt, it breaks One's Soul down and causes doubt. While laying in bed, One ran over the situation that One and Another had just put themselves in. With the abuse that Both had just gone through, it was easy for One to just cower, tuck their tail and apologize as they had been doing during the abuse from Someone. Another had a flash of their own abuse and attributed the teasing from One as a continuation of said abuse, except it wasn't coming from the Other anymore. Both One and Another are trying to repair the people that they used to be, yet something is blocking their progress. One used to be a bubbly, playful, fun-loving person; but at almost
Like the pages of an old book, I bare the scars of a mistreated history. On the surface I have the typical wear and tear that comes with age, but if you crack me open, you'll see water damage, pages torn, folded and missing, and my spine broken. I still hold knowledge to learn, yet because of my condition, nobody wants to read me. I yearn to teach, to be held and seen. To have someone come and repair the damage that was caused to me, to restore me to my former glory. Will you be the hands that patiently work to fix me?
My inner Souls struggle to help keep me afloat. Too much damage has been dealt for my broken body to stay above the surface on its own. 'KEEP GOING, ZERRIANA!' They all scream at me. Spitting water out of my mouth, I say out loud, "My energy is fleeting, we won't survive this time." As my arms try treading the water, my wings remind me that they are dead weight. They lie broken and bleeding against my back, threatening to pull me beneath the water. As the waves come crashing down on top of me, I struggle to regain my senses. Kicking my legs out and waving my arms, I try looking for the light of the surface. With my head still under the water and not finding which way is up, my lungs start to ache and burn for air. I can feel and hear my heart hammering in my chest, causing blood to rush to my brain in an attempt to come up with some kind of plan. 'You are the Lunarin Queen, pull yourself together!! You are the strongest of us, so think!' The others cried. I stop swimming and focus my
I used to think that I could count on you to be there for him no matter what, but as time passes, I'm beginning to realize that you're just like them. You'll never be there, never ask about or even acknowledge the fact that he exists. All you care about is yourself instead of the beautiful life that you helped create. I guess it's to be expected since you weren't around even though you promised you would. It doesn't matter though, because there's someone else that's more than willing to step up and be the man that you'll never be. I only hope you come to realize what you've given up. Au Revoir.
We once said that we couldn't live without one another, but now we're not even talking. What went wrong? Have we changed that much or have we just grown apart? Tonight I'm crying, my heart is aching and I don't know how to stop it. What should we do? Do we keep holding on or do we go our separate ways? We used to be all that each other had, but it seems that now we're not what each other wants. I just want you to know that no matter the road we take, you will always be in my heart and mind. You are forever, part of my soul. I miss seeing your face, but I can't help but wonder if we made the right choice...
My heart and life I still give to you, my mind and soul are unsure what to do.
I think of life and the joys you bring, but from my tears the notes shall sing.
Each day you say but do not bring, my heart rips away its golden sheen.
To dust it will turn not too much longer, for pain envelops without falter.
Consumed by Sadness I soon will be, if a life without you is waiting for me.
Your voice ever so gently caressing my ears,
Humming a tune of joy through the tears;
Whispering sweet nothings from your lips,
Wondering how they could ever missed;
With volumes so loud to reach my soul,
You pierce my heart and so it goes;
La Di Daa and Da Di Dum,
Sing to me your Love Song.
WARNING: This recipe is not recommended for people with diabetes (or children who are getting ready for bed)
Divinity
Syrup ingredients
3/4 c light corn syrup
3 c sugar
1 c water
Raw ingredients
2 egg whites
Flavoring extract of your choice (I recommend using McCormick it is the only one I use when making this recipe)
Methodology (How to make it)
Mix all syrup ingredients in a med sauce pan making sure it is thoroughly mixed bring to a boil and maintain a CONSTANT watch on the pan. Bring syrup mix up to between 260 and 265 degrees and allow to cool to between 225 and 230 degrees while waiting for the syrup to cool whip the egg white
Child of the Moon: Prologue - The Dream by Zerriana, literature
Literature
Child of the Moon: Prologue - The Dream
The sounds of screaming wake me from my slumber. Upon opening my eyes, I find everything on fire. When I cry out for my mother, I look out my window and notice that the entire village is burning. I see shapes lying on the ground, blurred from sleep. As my vision starts to clear, I recognize the familiar faces of my grandmother and others of our village. I cry again for my mother, but she still wouldn't come.
I throw my covers off and shoot myself out of bed and to my door. As I touch the handle, a bone-shattering howl comes from outside my window. I turn around quickly to see the monster that my people were so terrified of. Its back to me, I