I'm waiting for an answer, but all you do is stare.
I wish you would acknowledge me, just so I'd know you care.
I look into your eyes but there is no emotion there.
I might as well be screaming at the cold and bitter air.

I watched as all the love you had grew cold and turned to ice.
If I told you the world was ending, would you still say "that's nice"?
He tore a hole into my heart with one world-ending slice
But still you think that losing it was my own sacrifice.

It's so easy for you to say, but impossible to forget.
You'd remember this forever, if you'd been his helpless pet.
It's a different kind of tragedy; I'm no Juliet,
And finally I've told you; is silence all I get?

Starry Memories

August 3rd, 2003

Stars in the darkness, spinning around me,
Sparkling pinpricks, as far as I can see.
I sit back and stare up at the dark universe;
I cry as I contemplate what my life could be.

My life was spinning away into the darkness,
Coming ever closer to joining the stars.
The stars used to be with us, until they were sucked away.
Do they twinkle in heaven, or are they locked behind bars?

The stars are the people who left for a reason,
Escaping from something that haunted their hearts.
They leapt and they fell and they simply vanished
Then stayed up in the blackness to be remembered as stars.

They come out each night to shine some hope for us;
All those of us who aren’t faring too well.
They dance all around me in a dizzying motion,
Warning me not to fall as my life fell.

The stars whispered to me a secret message;
All my unanswerable questions were answered.
They told me never to let myself fall;
They said they would rather be known, not remembered.

Stars in the darkness, spinning around me,
Sparkling pinpricks, as far as I can see.
I sit back and stare up at the dark universe;
I smile as I realize what life means to me.

Captivity

Don’t deny me this. Not now.

I have no say.

I say I know how,

But you claim there’s no way.

I sit on the floor, utterly powerless.

I stifle a moan.

Sand slips through the hourglass.

Just leave me alone!

I catch a glimpse of what you build:

A roaring fence, of fire.

A part of me is feeling killed.

You’ve trampled my desire.

On the dirty floor I kneel,

Pleading that you set me free.

I’m not just another life to steal.

I am a person, see?

I think I'm going to need a place to put things that isn't my diary. The internet is better than real life.

In the meantime, I'm a very busy dragon, I don't look like a real princess, and he's not a real prince. Come back tomorrow.

Goodnight, world. Goodnight, moon.