Poetry- Flying InfatuationEvery second beat aches for you
No word can pass through
And when I know your reflective love drifts
Inside me, captivated emotions mix
My eyes are filled with motionless awe
Of how someone like you can take apart what I saw
Every bitter feeling, you've rendered in me
So that I'll know how to love
You've brought a new side of me so that I'll see
How strong you feel for me when you release a turtle dove
Every reaching moment I take to the sky
I'll pay it forward, recieve, and not buy
I'm infatuated, you're all I need
Just say the word, I'll soar and take heed
Every glimpse I take, you're like a human lexicon
I'm lost in your words, your whispers fill me
Will I see you someday? Hope something rhymes with lexicon
I'm the butterfly, leaving my old self, I'm in a new world. In awe of what I see
My whole life has been a lie??Arin Sunderlyn: The Knightmares
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MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN A LIE???
Instead of being thrown around like a helpless rag doll, not knowing where I was going, I was now looking at a new world. Oh, and the um unconscious bodies of the gang who I really want to get back at. I felt really disoriented about the whole scene. I did not know it was possible that you could be the only one standing in the very middle of an explosion. Why was Celeste freaking out about some bracelet? I mean, she acted like it was the end of the world and I'm sure she can get another one. Most importantly, how in the world was I able to see?! I needed an explanation--now.
I was an alien walking around in a familiarly unfamiliar world. I was more shocked than I realized as I glanced from everything to my hands, to my clothes, the street, my hands, the sky, my hair, then to my hands--again! So many things have been rushing through my mind. I have never felt so ecstatic in my entire life. It seems I cou
Unnatural Adrenaline DreamsArin Sunderlyn: The Knightmares
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THE UNNATURAL ADRENALINE DREAMS
I can feel the presence of the late evening as me and my mother were both finishing up for dinner. The mood was quiet, I heard nothing but the sound of forks clanging into our plates and the sound of my dinner being chewed to mush in my mouth. My mother was feeding me by the way. I didn't feel like I was in the mood to talk about what Cara had said I was getting kind of tired of hearing that before every trip to get a surgery from the optometrist.
"Mom, is it true?" I asked. "I had a talk with Cara earlier about my vision."
"Let me guess, Cara spilled the beans again?" She replied.
Cara had a thing for spilling secrets without even knowing it. I wonder how long until then will she realize it. I was always tempted to tell her, but I thought 'what the hay,' it's sort of funny. But I'll tell her some time soon.
"Well," my mom continued, "believe it or not son, this may be your last surgery--the last surgery!" She s
THE HORRIBLE NINJA FRIENDArin Sunderlyn: The Knightmares
It would be best if you read the introduction before chapter 1
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THE HORRIBLE NINJA FRIEND
Spring has slowly made its way over to the small town of White Salmon, Washington so I've been told. I was glad anyway, I was getting tired of the snow and I needed fresh air that wouldn't make my nose feel sore every morning. The breeze was pleasantly cool, not too warm, and not too cold. The warmth of the sun on my face was soothingly relaxing, and the trees were slowly rustling. To me, it was perfect spring weather.
My mom had guided me through the park and left me on a bench for a while. As she ran off for a jog I can hear her running shoes make these weird little floppy smacks against the wet walkway.
My mom is very caring, thoughtful, and also the nicest person that I have ever met-surprisingly. Not once has she ever snapped at anyone or anything. Sometimes she doesn't have enough time to take care of me because of her job as a journalist for the tow
Arin Sunderlyn:The KnightmaresINTRODUCTION
How often do you sleep? Do you just happen to sleep at any time whenever you get the chance? Or are you one of those people who like to sleep and wake at certain hours like you're sticking to a silly schedule? For me, I sleep almost every day and night in the dark void. Evading the world 24/7. In this "other place," doesn't matter where on Earth, I'm sleeping, and I'm not sleeping at the same time and yet I'm not sleeping, and I'm sleeping at the same time. Confused? I knew you'd be (don't worry, even I was confused). It's not like sleep walking though, that is a different story. I sleep just like almost (yes, almost) everyone else on Earth. But I'm different (yeah, I know what you're thinking "Yeah, yeah, yeah everyone say they are 'different' and I'm tired of hearing that so we might as well call everyone different," but I'm a different different person), I need a little help, I have guides to help me, and when I'm just sitting around like a lifeless statu