A match in the rain
Trying to get you to love me
is like trying to light a match in the rain.
It's pointless,
because
after a small blaze,
a small spark,
it will die out
as the water touches it,
and
all
that
will
remain,
would
be
a
tendril
of
smoke.
All that will remain would be a memory,
or two.
A smile
or
touch.
A feeling
or
echo.
You & I
would be
like that
tiny flame
lit on
the match,
short,
and blazing
but
for
only a
heart
beat,
before
singeing
out into
nothing,
into
smoke.
13.7.2020
i thought we would be different.
they always told me you didn’t fall in love,
but i thought i could prove them wrong
my cigarette was rendered useless as the rain poured down on me,
masking the tears that streamed down my face
they served as a bitter but apt reminder,
that i was wrong
i should’ve listened,
i should’ve realized you could only ever love yourself
as i tried to spark the light to no avail i realized that our love was as impossible as lighting a match in the rain
Impossible
Trying to love someone you don't is like trying to light a match in the rain.
Trying to climb a 100-foot tree is like trying to light a match in the rain.
Trying to go the speed of light is like trying to light a match in the rain.
Trying to break into the pentagon is like trying to light a match in the rain.
It is not impossible, but improbable.
Choose Life, not Death
there will be no
2021
because we are fighting
(dying)
in a plagued world
of disease
distaster
and demoralization.
there is no
specific time
to capture
specific events
as it is an
endless
raging
war
that
just
keeps
g g
n o
i and i
o n
g g
January 1st, 2021
is no different than
July 13th, 2020
unless
we
stop
this
wrath.
why?
why must we continue on
plunging metaphorical
(and non-metaphorical)
swords into each other's backs
like we have not experienced
the same parasitic
p a i n
that eats away at our life?
life
is a gift
but we treat it like we treat our food
throwing it away because we can.
do we really want a
2021?
becuase all of the suicides
and heynis crimes
scream that all we want is death
(don't you get tired of your ears bleeding and your chest heaving?)
it isn't fair
how we treat human beings
unfairly
because we think it is
fair
because
"they are not like us".
I hope that we wake up from this sleep
(this nightmare)
and realize that indifference
was all but monster
we placed in our heads
(like the ones we feared as children).
there will be no
2021
unless we end
this loop of death
(of destruction and difference)
and make time mean something again.
so,
tell me,
what's your choice?
All the Sides of My Personality (and Their Names)
Neddy- loves books and is really studious. Wants nothing more than good grades. My Ravenclaw side.
Sa- snaps at everyone, is kind of rude.
Laynef- laughs at everything and tells a lot of jokes.
Ari- snobbish, arragant, selfish, ect.
Tivvy- creative, loves the arts, especaily drama and anything that involves telling a story. Could sit and daydream for hours and keeps all the other residants of my head up all night planning my stories.
Insa- crazy, sycopath, random, yadayadayada.
Skylar- my Slytherin side; abitiuos, cunning-ish, recourceful-ish, willing to do whatever it takes to get what she wants (within reason).
Anno- very annoying, using the other parts of me to annoy people
Fraka- Freaks out about everything, is always super stressed and annoyed. Super overdramatic and worried about everything.
Cala- Remains calm no matter what, the littl voice of reason in the back of my mind. Very different from Fraka.
Cindaline- kind, helpful, putting others before her, pretty much a Disney princess... my Hufflepuff side.
Ini- is annoyed by everything! Super grumpy and rude.
Ritique: critisized everything and always maninges to find something wrong with everything. A spoiled brat.
Nommie- the part of my mind that always pretends to be someone else when I imagine conversations with real or fictional charecters. Is similar to Tivvy in that way. She also argues with everyone, which makes her similar to Ritique.
Me- a combination of all fifteen of these people.