Ninjozata

Tonight. I'll dream. I'll dream wonderfully. For we shall meet. Again, he'll be there, waiting. My life is now awaiting sleep. To be in the realm of desire. My selfish, wondrous reality, indulging in utter delight. Endlessly, we may chatter on of  nothing of consequence. ...I feel as if such happiness is undeserved of me. My  thoughts aloud skew your face into worry. Though our melding breath still heats the air. --And a breathless moment flutters though me... Upon my lips, a sugary kiss. Whispering me sweet nonsense. Words that broke me.                              "....forever mine...                                      Eternally

Tapping his fingers on the hard wooden surface, he sat and watched the loading icon continue to circle amidst the center of the page. This was taking forever! After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, the uncooperative computer finally logged on. "Program Error" was all that was displayed on the screen. Finally deciding that his efforts were futile, the boy turned his attention to his notebook instead, which was laying idly by the keyboard. Casually flipping through the worn, and used pages, until he came to a fresh page near the end of the book. He made a mental note to buy another new one. Fiddling with his eraser in one hand, he began

Once. Just once. I dreamt it. Still it remains vivid. A senseless nonsense of thought. Jumbled, and illogical, yet amusing nonetheless. Perhaps, I hold it too tightly. That odd dream, reminiscent of past.But i can't help it. Though it's unknown why. It always remains. In Memory. Evermore.

Shattering. Reality's fading. It slips away. This feeling, so surreal… Truly, I cannot bear it.  Though ignorant, I'm still dismayed. Yes, this is an unbearable sensation. No longer do my words remain distinct. A melding of fear, pain, and sorrow consumes. These emotions swirl, condensing into this shpere I hold. The same colour as his eye, held within my palms. Somberly, he continues to smile, my chest twists, breaking. For he is the last to fade away. Now, little by little, I understand more. The cogs of my mind turn. In sync with endless ticking. This signifyes the end. Conceousness breaks forth. Awake now. Abashed. ~--~ Again. He's

 Shadows dithered upon the wall as the candle flame quavered, then became nothing. A cat lounged, watching the candles with half lidded eyes. It-unlike I-was acquainted with the dark. She lay, unfearful of the caliginosity slowly consuming the bleak, and barren room. Undaunted and unmoved by the slur of umbra and obscurity. The air suddenly seemed so thick. As if it was running down my entire body, absorbing me, devouring me, slipping through very fibers of my existence. I am now one with the darkness, and all the emotions that lie within it. I awoke from my deviating dream flustered and panting. After a few calming breathes and a sip of wa