DemigodZera's blog: "My stuff"

Daydream, had a little daydream. I have been daydreaming my time for a long while. Though short it may seem. Daydream, please dont shout or pinch me so that I will wake. Im sure I will wake up on my own one day. Daydream, If you see me dreaming away on the street one day. Just leave me be, and Ill dream my dreams to reality. Daydream, I you see ive daydreamed righton past my Home. Please I ask you, just leave me alone. So I can have a chance to daydream all my dreams true, for all the world to see. Daydream, when you see me with a smile. You will know my daydreams were all worth while. I daydreamed them so, though it took a while. Daydream, if i see you dreaming past. I will only smile at you, and hope you get where you dream to be. Go ahead and daydream, I will not shake or wake you, or even make a sound. I will only hope all your daydreams are found. Till then I will just be here, Daydreaming around.

As a King speaks with uncertain tone, Scars from his Battles so heavily shown, a melodic sadness swells in his eyes as he lay his head in his hands, yet he doesnt cry. The King is in defeat ,and theres a meriad of why, all the emotion is stacked so high. All the battles and many major wars, taken souls of men and even some amores. He is speaking to his General and the Major by his side. Whom are really his Heart and ever racing Mind. We cannot win kind sirs as our forces are depleated, we were well armed before, but now our armies have been routed. Yet I thank you for your honor and loyalty, your unrelenting wills, but I fear in this battle we will all be killed. You have stood so bold beside me as the enemy walked our shores, mounting and mounting till their numbers were more. Some we were able to slay, but most all of them still walk our lands, leaving their footprint on our sands. I could have asked for mearely nothing more as they trekked across our homeland and marched down our doors. The Queen of their army is full of primal might, if her army doesnt crush us for her will they will surely crush us out of spite. All of my labors and all of my toil, atleast Ill fall on my home soil ,and not some far away land. Strike out General Heart,as our doom is at hand, in all this transgression, leave now and thusly learning an important lesson, leave me with my major mind though as a soldier he isnt the best one, flee heart flee, Please I beg you. The King wishes the heart will do his bidding, but deep down he knows he wont, instead he stay and die with him. Of all my histories greatest endeavors, Ill must say this one was the least of the cleaver. My greatest affirmation of my unending defeat, my egotistical Mind that simply refused to retreat. My most anxious affair as if fair would concede, My most aggressive challenge, my most enormous trial, the most vain of all my efforts, that have lasted 3 months and some weeks. My most ambitious undertaking, the most humiliating failure, I feel in the redness on my cheek. A war for which all the Kingdoms treasures and all of its men, werent even valid reason for the war for which I began. As I hear past Kings that have long since fallin', the ones the Queen speaks of with solice and absolute sovereign. She has left her mark on every King she has tattered, though I was strong, her experience is solemn. How a man can fall so hard, to the sword of a Woman. When he only wanted an alliance and to rest amongst her bosom. A spell in her arms, the warmth of her voice, the caress of her limbs, the peace of her breathe, the pounding of her heartbeat as you lay your head on her chest. One will reign over her as her King someday, but I am not that King and this is not that day. Two other Kings vai for position and one may have his way. But you will die here and now as the Queen is on her way. As she clears the thresh hold of the Kings final chamber, her reckoning is certain and her face is filled with anger. Now the King begins to weep, and Screams hyms of Love as she beheads him in his Keep. It wasnt a war of hate, or to seek out the weak, it was matters of the heart, The Kings Final Defeat.

Empower them fully and let go of the reigns, see if they drive you wild or just drive you insane. Dont loose that grasp you have and your unique intuit, or you might just find yourself falling into a half hearted relationship. Let them know you, and not your false chip, the one you carry like a cargo bearing ship. Give them all you have and just sit back and see, they will repell it or embrace it depending on their needs. If they need you not, you will soon know, as you watch their feelings for others begin to stretch and grow. What they dont need you now? You know how that can be, you seen that very clearly once before and this is the same it seems. They will still try to hold you near and dont anger yourself at that, because you are so good and noone will let go of that, or maybe you pushed your way into an awful spot, where you may have hurt them and revenge is in their plot. Maybe you do mean something to them, but just not what you want, cant hold that against as they have done nothing wrong. You sent so many lyrics you felt for them though in someone elses song, feelings you felt a decade ago for someone else long gone, and though they that old pain has gone they still come around, and youve seen the heartache in their eyes when they realized your heart for them had grown sound. Its a really good game of hide and seek you play, theyll never find the love you have for them in the spot its tucked away, they have no clue what they still mean to you, though many years have passed. Maybe its time to hide some more there as the feelings from then and now have finally crossed each others paths, two very different people yet they treated you the same, but you always knew how those pretty girls are and you swiftly learned their games. Its not like you Mr Dragon to give up when you are down, but you gather it up in a wince of pain and dispell quickly with a frown. 8 years of pain was only your gain because you heal so quickly now. As soon as a hurt passes and you look it in face then as you watch it go, if it did succeed in hurting you , youll certainly never know. You easily stand beside it and take a rest next to it if you must, it cant even harm you because you have your armors made of distrust. So pull up your Spartan Sheild old Dragon, the one your last love had you build, the one you have carried oh so long, the one you trust and proudly wield. Let them thrash and smash it, for you cannot be killed, if your never wounded, you have no reason to be healed. As she beats and bashes your mighty sheild and your highly valued armor, just look upon her with your disapproval but damn it Dragon dont you dare to harm her. Even when you have to give value to your minds great perception, you cant rule out their awakening or your ability to mount your own misconceptions, and thats something youd hate to miss, as for her, your love gets no more real than this. And if she could love you the two of you could create only bliss. Youd give your hearts to one another and seal it with a kiss. But you always knew how those pretty girls are and you swiftly learned their games, and its easy to see how two differents can be one in the very same and you have not forgotton Dragon and thats to your advantage, though days look dark ahead, you know youll somehow manage. And your better enough to let them wage the war, lose and flee undamaged, because you love them truely with the most genuine of reckless abandon, and you never breathe fire upon someone unless they try and hurt you just for malice. As they flee youll protect them from the intruders in the night, hovering over them with wings wide stretched in flight. Youll crush their opposition for them and calm their greatest fears, melting down their own defenses they accumulated over the years. You wont melt it down with your breath of flame like you have their opposition and the rest, you will melt them down with passion inside your heart contained inside your chest. Kill them with kindness and slaughter them with love, bewilder them with your song.. they percieved you as weak, and they couldnt be more wrong.. Because the mightest Dragons always Play Weak When They Are Strong. For some this is just a poem, for me just a method, but to someone out there its just a fancy little message.