i will follow you to the butterfly room



Okay. So, I've gotta get into a better story mode. I've been working hard; all day yesterday and today I was on the Neopia boards, trying to get someone to make a dragon role-playing Guild with me. The news on my efforts; today, I finally got someone to make with me. I think we made up overly awesome, good idears.



The thing is, making Guilds is always a pain in the start. You've got to make all those graphics, get everything set up, and try and keep all of your members while doing it. During the time you get everything set up, it's usually very quiet and inactive on the board. So, I need to get everything set up quickly. It won't be easy with just Gimp and low imagination with graphics. I'll either need that PSP XC now, or I'll need help from you guys, who is probably only Susy. xD



If you, by chance, are reading this and you want posts and updates on the role-play and such, just ask. I'll be posting them in my journals. I'm going to need help with graphics ideas and, because making dragon Guilds are especially hard, I'll need enthusiasm.



Don't be afraid to HELP!! (:



But mainly, I'm here to tell you that I'll be posting many short stories, be they gruesome, graphics, loving, romantic, sweet, cute, etc. Whatever I write isn't always exactly what I like. I like to express my feelings, so I will get inappropriate, because I'm not afraid to. If they are too mature, I will put mark them as Yes in the rating thing at the bottom. No harsh judging because I am still an amteur.

i will follow you

to the butterfly room

needles fastened in your skin

always pushing medicine

branch through all your veins

just to ease the pain

that crawls through your tired bones

and keeps you far away from home



and all these chains you've got

all the days you've fought

the chains won't fall off

but soon the days will stop

i remember back in

last october when

they said to fear the end

because you will float out from the butterfly room




when it's an obscure amount

i always seem to move back down

the thought of never knowing

always seems to freak me out

and if you wonder how it feels

when nothing else you see is real

then close your eyes and just sit still

and let the ceiling sink and spill



and did you ever think

that your ink would stain

all the clean white sheets

in which we choose to lay

side by side for days

until all of our space is replaced

but don't you worry now

because we will follow you from the butterfly room



and if you think your lifes waste

then think about the lives you changed

because i won't ever dream the same

no no i won't even be the same

and if the glass breaks underneath

the weight you carry on your feet

that one last grasp was out of reach

and now its time to admit defeat



and now they say that you can't speak

and now they say that you can't see

and even though you cannot view

everything i plan to do

to show you how much i still care

even if you won't be here

because i can find you anywhere

and i hope it stays like this forever