The Souls Craving

I live in the dark 

I thirst for the past

I whisper the nameless shadows 

I hide in the mists of the forrest

My soul haunts every corner

I thrive on fear

No light can shine and dine here

For I suck life out of everything

With a kiss of my breath 

Tales ring my history 

My name scares every fiber in ones heart 

I bring death to the earth

Beauty suffocates at my presence 

Joy scortches at my touch

For I am unbearable 

Cunning and desirable 

I am revenge 

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Four Eyes

Hey Boondocks! Sorry for the lateness on this piece of another chapter of home. Writers are busy at times and Im doing my best. But you guys and gals I will put first. This chapter of Home is just the transition of Cassandra's background a little piece of the chapter Four eyes. Enjoy!

Born and raised in  the southern part of Frank town Alaska. Its not as bad as most think. The summer is gorgeous with daisy growing in the fields, the sun ever so bright. Winters are like nothing I've ever seen. Snow pillows cover every inch of the state. I must be crazy for liking this. School here is just the bees knees. One of the many qualities I have is old fashioned and corny sayings. In school I have no friends, at the start of my freshmen year. As soon as every one saw me they immediately welcomed me in with nicknames. Calling me four eyes, hillbilly freckles or freakcles. Most of the time I just go into my own world. Other times I cry and weep when they say outsider, or immigrant. A sense of not belonging anywhere I go. At least at home I have security and honesty, a place where I belong. 

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Past

 

Trapped

Tossing, turning 

No where to hide from

The pain

Pressing your back against the wall

Head buried in your arms

Silence surrounds like a cloud 

Not a song bird, not a quake,

No creaks and grinds of the old hinges

All that is left is the sounds of sobs

A burst of endless cries.

No way out of these walls

Desperate for air and a gentle sound

From a voice any voice

All alone sleep becomes your only friend

Every nightfall a flash of your past

It's the same one over and over

Your with friends smiling seeing the world for its greatness.

Dreams soon become nightmares

Everyone you have known disappears

Never to be seen again.

Your the only one left

Gazing around the room 

A far window becomes your only light 

If your lucky a person walks past lightly

pats on the cracked pavement.

Cry out no answer

Going back to the wal in despaire with no escape

Arms are scratched and battered

To make the painful past marked in your veins

Asking your self

How could you have prevented this?

Done better?

Wishing you could save your life 

But seeing no way. 

Looking back at the window

Wanting a kiss of sunlight

A breath of fesh air for the one you breath smells hostile

The days pass

What time is it?

What day?

Suddenly footsteps aproach 

To the window 

Your heart fills with hope

As you see a girl with angle soft hair,

Blue eyes, ripped jeans, and ragged shirt

These eyes stare at you 

You soon realize this girl is you.

She whispers

Why are you trapped in your past?

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Be at Peace

Hey Boondocks! The next segment of my chapter of home will be on Wednesday. Until then enjoy this poetry! Stay Strong!

Free

Fireflies dance in the night.

Oh what a sight!

Feel the cold, 

With a touch of warmth

from a distant fire.

Watch the smoke

as it dissipates into the stars.

Clear and bright

Framed by the trees.

Let your mind and soul roam. 

Free into the sky.

Let you heart be at peace,

For tonight nothing can harm you

Not even your self.

Take this moment and treasure.

Its beauty,

deep within the locket of your heart.

For tonight you can breathe,

At last

Without all the pain,

and agony's grasp.

Let your anxiety flee to the moon above.

You are free at last

Let it take you, 

To wonders unknown. 

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Cassandra ( continue of home)

Close your eyes,

count to 10.

Listen to the birds 

around you. 

Breathe the fresh air,

feel the gentle breeze.

Let it carry you away

to the meadows miles away.

Open your eyes,

flowers sway to and fro.

Glide your fingers

along them. 

Rise up look where you are,

a place where the stars 

meet the sun.

When I was little my mom used to say those words. For when I was ever afraid, lonely, or to lull me to sleep.  My mom, is the best person in my life. My best friend. In this town I've never had any friends. I have always been with my mom and no one else. School, I always sat alone at the lunch table. Sat in the back of the class so no one would notice me. My nerdy look and shyness always had the best of me. My look, I have straight brown hair that is always in a pony tail. Attached was my face with freckles and blue eyes with my square glasses. I always wear slacks or jeans with a sweater. This just shows how cool I am. I've rocked this look since I was 12. One wish I have always had is to find a friend. I mean I wasn't boy material.  My name is Cassandra. 

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Home

Hey Boondocks! This is a piece of a book I am wanting to work on and its about a small town girl who is taken from her mother who has given her up for adaption. Will she ever know? Even after 17 long years? Stay tuned and enjoy!

When I first entered the earth

I could feel the sun and the air 

on my face.

It felt warm and bright.

A sign of welcome

into my future

and where I would die.

Everything seems

So innocent and pure.

As I stair into the eyes of my 

mother I feel her heart beat

the sound of comfort 

to warm me when I'm lost

Everything feel into place 

Until one dark day, 

in the mists of my sleep

I was taken from 

the warm safe haven

Cold claws lifted me up

I screamed and cried

for my mother.

She was in tears but didn't stop them

I cried and kicked

Then everything went black.

17 years later... 

Making my way back from school,

or the dungeon,

I isolate my mind

on the open pavement.

Peddling in the smooth sun;

my favorite moment on a May afternoon

Just ride and ride to my hearts content.

I get to the familiar green lawn

With the pink flower garden, 

and a white decked porch, 

creating the entrance to the yellow house

I call home.

From outside I can smell 

my mother's sweet pie.

The smell draws me in

"Hello": Mom

Hey Mom i said cheerfully.

"How was school today?"

"It was good but one of my teachers picked on me."

"Oh how so?"

"Well after class he pulled me aside and asked why I didn't look like my family."

To Be Continued...

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My Navy Hero

Farewell At Sea

Dear Friend,

These long years with you 

Rustle  in my thoughts

like a hurricane.

Ive looked at the pictures

over and over

holding them in

keeping them locked up

and safe.

Letting them boil

as though acid through my heart.

I can't take it anymore! 

My heart is aching for your love,

Its burning my soul with fire.

I miss you more than the earth misses

the bright sun warming the grass 

on this very earth.

Flashes of our last words

echo everywhere

like a ghost

I can feel your last hug

Not wanting to let go

to leave me here alone.

I need you ever day

Your the one that keeps me 

strong, breathing life, looking at the future.

Now I sit here alone

staring at the ceiling 

waiting for you to help me. 

Through this pain I have in my heart.

I want you more than anything because 

I love you more than you will ever know.

Even though your with someone else

your still there for me. 

To cherish me and everything we had.

Now you depart at sea

after passing the test of a man.

To protect us from harm.

Now I say one thing,

give me a hug when you get back

The longest you've ever given me. 

I love you as wide as the universe.

Love,

Your dearest me.

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