What Happened To Time?

Hey guys. Been forever, eh? It's the second quarter, and i've been trying my best to get back to you guys! I promise i'll be trying my best to start writing again!
-Misty

"Look Up" Poem By Gary Turk

I have 422 friends yet I am lonely

I speak to all of them everyday yet none of them really know me

The problem I have sits in the space in-between

Looking into their eyes or at a name on a screen

I took a step back and opened my eyes

I looked round and realised

This media we call social is anything but

when we open our computers and it’s our doors we shut

All this technology we have it’s just an illusion

Community, companionship, a sense of inclusion

When you step away from this device of delusion

You awaken to see a world of confusion

A world where we’re slaves to the technology we mastered

Where information gets sold by some rich, greedy bastard

A world of self-interest, self-image, self-promotion

Where we all share our best bits but leave out the emotion

We’re at our most happy with an experience we share

But is it the same if no one is there?

Be there for your friends and they’ll be there too

But no one will be if a group message will do

We edit and exaggerate, crave adulation

We pretend not to notice the social isolation

We put our words into order till our lives are glistening

We don’t even know if anyone is listening

Being alone isn’t the problem let me just emphasise

If you read a book, paint a picture, or do some exercise

You’re being productive and present not reserved and reclused

You’re being awake and attentive and putting your time to good use

So when you’re in public and you start to feel alone

Put your hands behind your head, step away from the phone

You don’t need to stare at your menu or at your contact list

Just talk to one another, learn to co-exist

I can’t stand to hear the silence of a busy commuter train

When no one wants to talk for the fear of looking insane

We’re becoming unsocial, it no longer satisfies

To engage with one another and look into someone’s eyes.

We’re surrounded by children who since they were born

Have watched us living like robots and think it’s the norm

It’s not very likely you’ll make world’s greatest Dad

If you can’t entertain a child without using an iPad

When I was a child I’d never be home

I’d be out with my friends, on our bikes we’d roam

I’d wear holes in my trainers and graze up my knees

Or build our own clubhouse high up in the trees

Now the park is so quiet it gives me a chill

See no children outside and the swings hanging still

There’s no skipping, no hopscotch, no church and no steeple

We’re a generation of idiots, smart phones and dumb people

So look up from your phone, shut down the display

Take in your surroundings, make the most of today

Just one real connection is all it can take

To show you the difference that being there can make

Be there in the moment as she gives you the look

That you remember forever as when love overtook

The time she first held your hand or first kissed your lips

The time you first disagreed but still loved her to bits

The time you don’t have to tell hundreds of what you’ve just done

Because you want to share this moment with just this one.

The time you sell your computer so you can buy a ring

For the girl of your dreams who is now the real thing

The time you want to start a family and the moment when

You first hold your little girl and get to fall in love again

The time she keeps you up at nights and all you want is rest

And the time you wipe away the tears as your baby flees the nest

The time your baby girl returns with a boy for you to hold

And the time he calls you Grandad and makes you feel real old

The time you take in all you’ve made when you’re giving life attention

And how you’re real glad you didn’t waste it by looking down at some invention

The time you hold your wife’s hand, sit down beside her bed.

You tell her that you love her, lay a kiss upon her head.

She then whispers to you quietly as her heart gives a final beat

That she’s lucky she got stopped by that lost boy in the street

But none of these times ever happened. You never had any of this

When you’re too busy looking down, you don’t see the chances you miss

So look up from your phones, shut down those displays

We have a finite existence, a set number of days

Don’t waste your life getting caught in the net

because when the end comes, nothing’s worse than regret

I am guilty too of being part of this machine

this digital world we are heard but not seen

where we type as we talk and read as we chat

where we spend hours together without making eye-contact

So don’t give in to a life where you follow the hype

Give people your love, don’t give them your “like”

Disconnect from the need to be heard and defined

Go out into the world, leave distractions behind

Look up from your phone, shut down the display

Stop watching this video, live life the real way.

Highschool!

Hey Guys, It's Been A While Since I Posted Last, Right? Well That's Because I Started Highschool! Eeek! It's Both A Positive And A Negitive, I Mean I Started Honours Lit And A Few Other Classes That I Really Enjoy, And Lit Means More Writing For You Guys! I'll Hopefully Be Writing More For You Guys, I Really Have Had An Itch To As Of Late. I'm Also Hoping To Fill Another One Of My Quadrents Within The School Year, I Want To Ask This One Guy About Possibly Morail-ship Or Matesprite <3 Lol, But Anway. Oh! And Did I Tell YOu I Might Be A Makeup Artist For The School Drama Department? I'm Suuuuper Happy About That, I Need To Start Working On My Makeup Skills Again!
Okay Guys, Until Next Time.
<3

"Summer"

"Summer"

Summer Comes And Goes

So Very Fast

So Fast That We Don't Take It All In.

We're Busy With Work And Outside Playing

That We Don't Take In The True Beauty Of It.

Next Thing We Know, It's Fall

Summer's Falling Away

The Flowers Dying

The Trees Browning.

Then Winter Arrives, The Snow Covers The World

All Is Dead,

All We Do Is Stay Inside And Try To Keep Warm.

I Guess Summer's Like Love,

We Don't Appreciate It When It's Here, In The Summertime

When Love Is Browning And Dying, We Still Think We Feel The Warmth

But When Winter Comes, When all Is Dead

The Snow-Drop Tears Come And We Try To Hide How Cold We Are

How Much We Hurt...

"Daughter Of Madness" (Daughter Of Evil Parody For Misty)

“The Daughter Of Madness”

Tee Hee Hee..Shall We Begin?~

Once Upon In Such A Dark Place,

There Was A Family No One Dared To Face

The Heir To The Throne,

The Little Mad Girl Of The Home!

So Much She Had, All Within The Land,

A Loyal Servant With The Same Name,

Her Loyal Crow Was Named War,

The Whole World Was What She Was Fighting For.

If You’re Short On Coins Don’t Make A Fuss,

Just Don’t Take From Us!

If You Wish To Put My Head On A Stick,

Think Again, You Ignorant Prick!

“Now...BOW TO ME!!!”

Flowers Of The Dark,

Already In A  Bloom,

The Scent Of  Bloody Doom!

All Of The Holy Men Who Want To Stay,

They Can Just Vanish And Shrivel Away.

The Girl Held A Love For A Man,

Of The Pure Dark Who Wasn’t Much A Fan

Instead He Chose Another Girl

Girl Of The Upper World!

The Girl Saw This, And Was Filled With Rage

She Called Her Brother To Her Face,

She Whispered With A Hate So Deep

“Make She Can No Longer Stay On Her Feet”

War Was Waged On The Mortal World,

So Many Bloody Screams, Their Blood Curled,

All Of The People Who Suffered Now,

No Pity From The Underworld!!

“Oh, Its Time For Tea.”

Flowers Of The Dark,

In A Bloody Doom,

Even The Flower Thought Herself Very Refined

The Thorns She Dug In Had Caused Her World To Decline.

To Defeat This Demon, ‘Twas Not An Easy Task,

But Their Mask Began To Break,

To War They Marched On

Lead By The Man Whom She Had Despised!

All Of Their Anger Had Built Up From The Years,

Consuming Them Without Fear,

Her Armies Were Battered From The War Before,

The Mortal Attacks Were Not A Chore.

When They All Had Fallen They Surrounded Her Room,

All Had Ran But Here From This Bloody Tomb

The Girl Herself Could Not Pose A Fight

She Was Finally Captured In The Night!

“You’re Such A Disrespectful Man!”

Once Upon In Such A Dark Place,

There Was A Family No One Dared To Face

The Heir To The Throne,

The Little Mad Girl Of The Home!

She Was To Be Punished At 3’oclock

When God’s Bells Resounded Their Tock

The Girl Who Had Acted As Royalty

Was To Be Killed With No Loyalty.

At The Time That Took So Long To Come,

God’s Bells Sounded Rather Long

Sitting In The Chair Without A Gaze At The Crowd

She Spoke With Her Eyes In A Shroud~

“Oh, It’s Time For Tea.”

Flowers Of The Dark, No Longer In Bloom,

The Scent Of Her Own “Shocking” Doom~

Now The People Will Curse Her Name

The Daughter Of Madness Was The One To Blame.

There You Go. ~

"Grief"

My Mother Is Like A Faded Cloth

Torn

Battered

Beat

Full Of Dust,

Hidden Away.

Torn From The Pains Of Life

Battered By The Divorce And The Lies She Wove So Gracefully

Beat From All Of That Collapsing On Her,

The Dust Covers Her Memories

Hidden Away From The World, To Hide The Shame Of The Family

Of The Girl

Who’s Mom Killed Herself.

One Day We All Hope That We Can Sew Up Those Tears

Straighten Out The Lumps In The Cloth

Lay The Cloth Out To Be Relieved Of The Weight

Clean It Up With A Nice Good Scrub

Put It Out On The Fence, For All The World To See,

And Maybe, Just Maybe

One Day We Can Make A Dress Out Of That Cloth

And Wear It Proudly.

One Day, We May Forget About Our Grief.

"Smile"

“Smile”

A Smile Cracked Across Her Face

Fake

But Believable.

Nobody Knew

The Pain

Inside

Nobody Knew

The Plan

That Was To Unfold

That Night.

Class Ended, She Smiled And Went Out The Door,

Waving

Waving Goodbye To Her Teacher

Farwell! Have A Good Week!

A Good Week.

A Whole Week

Until They Would Find Out.

She Walked Home

Inside

Nobody’s Here.

She Cried Out In Pain

All In Vain

It Was Too Late

Nobody Would Hear

She’s Breaking Down

Into A Mental Fit.

“It’s Time”

A Bath To Clean

Plastic To Cover

A Shotgun To End.

Her Room Was White With Plastic

Her Furniture Barely Shining Through.

She Wrote With Trembling Hands

The Note That Would Seal It All

To Her Mother

Her Father

Her Brother

Her Boyfriend.

That’s The Only Way To Seal The Deal.

The Note Was Put In Front Of Her

The Shotgun Put To Her Head

1...

   2...   

3.

The Shot Rang Out

Mom And Dad Ran In

Tears

Screaming

Nothing Can Take Back

What They Just Saw.

The Little Girl That They Raised Is Just Lying There

No More Head

Body Lifeless And Pale.

They Picked Up The Note,

Quivering Hands

Only 5 Words Across The Page

What

         Can

                   A

                       Smile

                                   Hide?

"That August Evening"

"That August Evening”

My Mother Is Like A Faded Memory

Her Face,

Her Smell,

Her Personality, All Gone,

But Not.

Her Memories Are Still Here

In That, Is She Truly Gone?

I Know That August Eventing

When Those Tears Were Shed And Words Tumbled Out Of My Dad’s Quivering Mouth

I Didn’t Cry,

I Walked Outside, Taking A Breath,

The Air Chilly In My Lungs

I Said

“Take Care Of Her, Make Her Not Hurt Anymore”

To The Air,

To The Ground,

To The World Beyond.

“Give Her Everything She Wants, Everything And Anything, Just Please Oh Please...”

“Don’t Take Her Sunshine Away.”