embers-of-stitches

Gentle Nights Gentle Nights, flying over our heads Under the stars, yet ruling them still. Floating past towers and across our roofs Nights flies forever, revelling in dreams. A stranger, perhaps, but one of honest heart Nights desires to defend us against nightmares. But when nightmares do come, and we cringe in fear So then it is time, for us to fight them. Nights tells us to fight your fears But not all of us can attempt this. Only those of pure heart and mind Can begin to advance against darkness. So many strange things lie in nightmares Reflecting our troubled minds. Fireworks shoot off like tolling bells With clangs and bangs to our

The King of the Koopas A roar emits through the castle Dark and damp against the stormy sky. The grass shivers, from either wind or roar Of the beast inside, and his powerful cry. Sitting on his grand throne His scales shift in the soft candlelight. The wind outside calls its moan To the one who thinks deep, alone into the night. The spikes on his back glint with menace As do his eyes in deep thought. Bloodshot and piercing, they stare into darkness Waiting for answers, waiting for strength. They call him King Koopa But he is also known as Bowser. Solitary in this room, his claws gouge hard Into the wooden throne, with anger and malice.

Your letter is a present in itself, wrapped in silver satin, ribbon-tied. You must have once belonged to someone else-- it's something that your writings cannot hide. A stranger in your past, that is me. Somebody in my future, that is you. We live in different timelines, but you see that time is least important, that is true. Tell me all the things about your life. Tell mw what the future's all about. We can't meet but I am glad to find someone who understands without a doubt. It won't take long for me to realize Love exists, even across time.

I still love him... at times I miss him... but he's no longer mine. I know I have to let go, But I'm not sure I know how. He has found someone else and it drives me insane. I try to hate him, but I cannot successfully for very long. The day he said goodbye for good... I fell apart. I'll never be the same. I am with someone else But I still push him away. And I constantly hesitate. Although I do not intend to. I don't want to go through the pain again.

Sitting all alone...i am waiting I do that alot What am i waiting for .... .... .... Fear...that is what is holding me back Fear of what the unknown faliure success loneliness happiness myself