Falcon2001

Never let it be said that I cannot write slipknot-esque songs, and I know that I can do it with about thirty times the musical skill that those idiots have...so, without further ado, Sick As I walk through my life I see all this strife All around me Punks all in red Wishing I was dead Because of what I see The little wiggers bob their heads Their hair all in dreads As I stride by They're starting static again It's a @#%$ sin But they'll all die And I'm SICK Sick of punks trying to start @#%$ Sick of all the wannabees trying to be @#%$ Sick of all the chicks putting out @#%$ And I just want to live In peace Without all this @#%$ As I walk through my life with a eye on the knife in her pocket Chicks trying to be cool Acting like a fool But I just know that they're fakin' The preppies egos bloat Like a holiday float In a pa-rade I just stride on by Because I know why They're all jealous And I'm SICK Sick of punks trying to start @#%$ Sick of all the wannabees trying to be @#%$ Sick of all the chicks putting out @#%$ And I just want to live In peace Without all this @#%$ I just wanna live... Without strife... I just wanna live... My own life... And I'm just gonna live... A good life... With my head held high... The good life... And I'm SICK Sick of punks trying to start @#%$ Sick of all the wannabees trying to be @#%$ Sick of all the chicks putting out @#%$ And I just want to live In peace Without all this @#%$ And I'm SICK, Just SICK! SICK of all this @#%$ SICK of all this @#%$! Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Dang right she's accepted, Wyv! I was ready to start annoying people constantly with my unlisted email...but it looks like she got in fine Of course, I knew she would. Intelligent is just one of the many things she has going for her, and I still mean that! Heh, heh heh heh, I think I'll actually write out that poem I've been writing...ok it's more like a song... Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Yeah, I saw that after I had finished...shortly thereafter, my computer crashed. Sorry. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

I'm not sure if I ever did a poem called I Am before, I'm pretty prodigious... I am a poet and I am a fool I am the darkness deep in the pool I am the presence and I am the lack I am the white and I am the black I am the evil and I am the pure I am the sickness and I am the pure I see the truth instead of the lie I see the lord instead of the fly I see the dead instead of the live I see the sadness instead of the jive I see the useful instead of the lack I see myself, a white stain on black Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta Edited by: Falcon2001 at: 11/25/01 3:00:15 am

Encore! Encore! Hehe, may I introduce myself... I am a poet and I am a fool I am the darkness deep in the pool I am the presence and I am the lack I am the white and I am the black I am the evil and I am the pure I am the sickness and I am the pure Woohoo, that's one for the boards! Heh, I'm a poet, and normally fairly dark, so bear with me...I am the writer of what I believe to be the largest single post on these boards...58 pages in Word 97 with 13 font, so that's that. A Game of Chess is the name, so read it when you can, and I'll pester Wyv to accept your application ASAP, 'ware, though, he can be slow at times... *Bows, and walks out* Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

GO KOMPUTER! Hey man, hows it going? Sorry about SFV Ultima, haven't been playing AM much lately, too much time spent on mp3s and video games...but I still find time for the boards. Wyvern, if you ever get around to it, I second Deggy's move. LET CHRIS IN! Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Okay guys, I finally got a computer, and can now proceed with copying the story I have been writing onto these boards. A Game of Chess is the story of a small band of comrades that go through quite a lot together. The posting will hopefully happen sometime between 3 PM and 11 PM tonight, PST. Look for it, guys! Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Too....much...sugar... Waaaayyy too deep Minta. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy too deep. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Thanks, Peredhil! And the format codes are perfect, I wasn't sure what they were... Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Peredhil, leader, friend, buddy, compadre, amigo, comrade... I archived all my stuff in the library, so I'm going to take you up on that offer to delete them from the Banquet Hall... Thanks! Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Bottom Pick yourself up Look around you have fallen, Fallen down From your perch Up in the sky Now you sit and wonder why The status quo You lived by They up and left you Now you cry on the bottom of the land Weep and wail hold up your hands I walk on by this is my home The shadows comfort I can roam I see you there Help you up You turn around And see the cups In my hands One of truth One of poison One of youth Drink your fill Try again I slink away to my den So if you fall and can't get up Remember me and the three cups One of poison One of truth and the last one One of youth What does it mean No-one knows I'm not telling Maybe crows Can tell you why The end of days The end of stories End of haze I eschew youth and questions why I shun the end and suicide I drink of truth My only friend The deepest pain The beginning's end So when you're pushed and then you fall pick yourself up my name call I will arrive The shadow's man the guide and prophet The one who can Help you back On your feet Try and thank me I am fleet I live alone Will never die For I drank of truth and not suicide ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dreaming I see your eyes in the night, Watching me I feel your caress in the blanket, Touching me I hear your voice in the music, Joining me I cannot be beside you For I hate me I want your kisses on my lips I want your body next to mine I want to feel your arms around me I know I can never have you, time, time. I want to know that you love me I want to talk to you all night long I want to taste your sweet skin But I'm not worthy of what I have... Which is nothing at all. So I'm not worthy of you, girl, I can never ever love you My issues weigh me down I need to hide myself from you! I need to feel you voice beside me I need to be your valentine I need to be your loving companion And you need to be mine But it's not what I need that matters It's what has to be done To keep myself from loving you The pain is never fun You always hurt The ones you love The gentle voice Of God above He cursed me with my sickness And left me here to die I will not be defeated And spit blindly in his eye I will walk my path alone, dear You cannot follow me I balance on the thin line between madness and sanity I need to feel your body But I know I can't I need to hear you love me But I know that you don't And even if you do, I'll end up hurting you Because I'm dreaming Dreaming of you girl... Yeah, I'm a dreamer Lost in my own world ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Am I? Am I Handsome? Am I Kind? Am I Funny? Or do you Lie? Your face is vibrant Full of life My face is deadened Full of strife So why do you want me I cannot say I run away now For fear of day Though you need me, Tou must stay true To the man that Will shatter you. I wait alone now I'm sleeping less My eyes are empty My room's a mess I wait to see you I need you near I long to feel you And ease my fear We thrive in discord Chaos is home I sit and watch now Within my dome I reach out to you You fade away I'm only dreaming I sit and pray Oh god, please help me I need her badly I cannot bear it I live life sadly I need to touch her And rub her back And compliment her When comes back I need to stay up All night with her And talk 'bout the sky And the free birds... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sins of the Father I am my father's son Killer, liar, thief I am the firstborn son The one brought to grief I lie awake and dream Of pits of hell below Of burning fires and ash From the lava flows I cannot touch the skies Cannot reach for life I cannot help the hate My soul is stained with strife Why did you leave me dad? Did I betray you? I bleed invisible blood And wish for a clue I hate myself for this Your crimes must be my fault My fault you killed that man My life's locked in the vault Your guns stole from the world Humanity's my foe Becuase of me you killed Satan wants my soul below I am a sinner born Born to mom and you Your sins have passed to me The evil sinks on through Sins of the father passed It must be my fault Though I know not how I've the soul of an adult So I sing this song And hug my sins so close My friends can't understand In my faults I find hope If I atone my marks Against society Maybe I can live In common decency So with all my soul I stand and fight I killed so many men I live within the night I Die With Sin This Night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Not the End I fell down the darkened well My soul was wounded, would I heal? I decided to end my life Rid the world of me and my strife I walked down the hall of doom Drew the knife, entered the room My final rest, the one deserved The knife's edge is sharp and curved I set the blade to my skin I tried to slice and reach within But I could not find the strength To end my life, pain without length For as I stood there with the edge I gazed at my eyes, at the ledge Within my soul, my perfect place My soul's temple, no disgrace Within I found there was need My soul on the world of greed The one I need, I've never met She said she needs me, I regret My decision to slit my throat I cannot kill me, so I wrote This little poem, hope it explains Why I am alive and not insane I cannot leave this world behind That would be selfish, and a lie So I stand, alone with my friends And wish I was happy, though I never am. So don't worry, I'm still here For my life you should never fear ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two-Faced You're trying to trap me With your lies Put your arms around me And tell me it's fine But I know my secrets My other side You've never seen the darkness That grows inside Two-Faced! I'm swallowing hate You can't See my fate Razorblades and curses, Notes of suicide Knives and broken edges Wishin' I had died I'm worthless in the darkness A liar in the light I'm so ****ing two-faced I'm sneaking through the night There's nothing to me now I'm not alive You think to change me Like to see you try Because I'm so Two Faced! Swallowing Hate! You Can't See My hate! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pity's Overrated --Intro,three-by-three-- When you crash and burn And you cry alone Don't expect me to pity you When your hamster dies And the world's ****ed up Pity won't help you though --end intro-- Pity's overrated Out world is built upon it Pity's worthless garbage I never give that **** To all the sniv'ling whiners Who ***** about salvation Well I'm the lord incarnate And I'm passing judgement On all the little ****heads Who think they are the 'bomb' Who play their girls like cards And are always running from Their itty bitty concience A voice inside their big heads They're running from the justice And heading towards the fall Well I'm satan incarnate Watching from below I see them running like mad From justice's unending flow They're searching for some pity An ego-booster for em all It makes 'em feel all fluffy And big and strong and tall Well I'm justice incarnate And truth, it is my sword I cleave apart their big dreams They're nothing but a whore It's mental masturbation That's what pity is And if you indulge in that sin The system's got you in Now I believe in shadows And black I think is pure Your white lies are decieving And pity's not the cure So next time you reach out For your little pity trip Remember that it's killing Us all with worthless **** ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brand New Day It's a brand new day But the same old play Get out of bed And start to pray Get dressed in black Fill my backpack Look around For things I lack Get on in the car Drive through dark The end is Still so far Sit through school This isn't cool So my teacher's A great fool End of the work Sarah's a jerk Drive on home Like a clerk Get in to my bed Lay down my head And think of all The things I said T'was a brand new day, The same old play So depressing So I pray ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Shadows Dance Silent room, dark as night Where I can watch the shadow's dance In the candle's twirling light I find pure creation Strike the match and light the wick Send the shadows jumping through With a final guttered flick The madness has begun First comes Gola, spinning brightly Twisting, turning into air Visage of a god, quite sightly Leader of the shadows Second's Thoma, darkened sadness Shade of sorrow and of fear Landing hard among the madness Flicker, flicker madly Third is Luna, lady of night Dancing like a harem girl Leaping, jumping into flight Daughter of the moon Laughing Anya, friend of darkness Born of shadows, melting light Bow and leap across the armrest Won't she stay awhile Lastly I come, lord of sorrows Seeking truth and finding none Images of death I borrow For my joy of song We five dancers, flitting madly In the room below the hall I find peace in the dance gladly I am at home now ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Forever Look through the mirror at the gathering clouds Demons and angels all spinnin' around Stuck in the cyclone, forever I scream Hurts like torture, feels like a dream Chorus: Forever and ever and ever again A hell of my making, a cage built of sin Call the police, notify my next of kin The promise of the knife is sucking me in Holding on to life with a desperate grasp The voices in my mind torture and rasp The walls hold me in, hold me up, hold me down I sit on a throne with a thorny crown Chorus Forever(Echo X4) Never(Echo X4) (Very quietly) Sever the wrist, blood on the floor Tears in their eyes, police at the door I slump and fall down, the puddle expands Fading and falling down to grasping hands (Loud) FOREVER AND EVER!!! FOREVER AND NEVER!!! FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER!!! FOREVER!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cannot You smile and laugh, live in your lies... Your lovers love has long since died... I can't stand the pain of my life... This facade sickens my mind... All you see is white in the black All you see is gain in the lack All you see is hope in the fall Can't Can't Can't go on now! I can see the Truth in the lie I can see the death in my life I can see the betrayal in his eyes Won't Won't Won't Live this way! A blanket of lies smothering me... I can never be what I want to be... This illusion is pulling me in, I cannot avoid my sins! I can see the pain in my life I can see the hope in the knife I can see the dark sun at night Can't can't can't keep on now! You can't see the betrayal in trust You just see the love in the lust You won't see the truth in the lie Can't can't can't keep it going now! BRIDGE You cry alone, weep and wail... The truth came alive, your trust fails... I hold you close, show you the lies... The madness opened up your eyes! Now you see the hate in the love Now you see the raven in the dove Now you see the Night in the day Lies, lies, lies all around you! Now you see the mocking in his eyes Now you see the lord of the flies Now you see the end of the line Keep, keep, keep on going now! Got to keep going now! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ King of the World Holding fast, Slowing down, The ride has ended Go on home There's nothing Here to see Just the broken hearts And the memories She played him up, She knocked him down, Her smile's plastic, Laugh an empty sound He didn't see The coming end When she pushed him off The letters she will send He was king of the world for a day Felt big and grand, what could we say Now that she's gone he fades away The lonely ending, hope's last ray The second one, Not much better He perks a little, Maybe he'll let her In his life In his soul Maybe not, Who could know She's sleeping with His older brother Promise broken, Try another He was king of the world for a day Felt big and grand, what could we say Now she's gone, gone with Ray A cliche ending to another May. Here she comes Down the hall Name is Susan Rather tall Fairly shy Nice to talk to He sat with her Stopped feeling blue Took her out To the movies Then to the drink bar For a smoothie They were wed Five years later A happy ending A lonely guy He's king of the world now everyday So big and grand what can we say Her love is real in such a way He'd never felt till that day ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark Girl You... You enter into my life on a string The spider on the web of feelings Why must I feel this way, The knife will remedy my pain... You... You opened yourself to me heart and soul We are the same, my instincts say no Though I try and fight The onrushing night I know that I can't right The wrongs within my life So why do I try All because of you Because of you Because of you Because of you You came into my life, Switched me all around My emptiness you filled All my secrets you found And while you stay... I cannot fade away... I will stay... Until the end of days... Is this love, I hope not or is it something I caught But I'm tearing in two What to do about you? Should I run? Should I stay? Pray for night? Hope for day? End this all Stay and play? Kill myself? Or say nay? I'm so happy So damn happy When I'm with you So damn happy... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Snowflake Shaped from the tear Of a perfect angel Frozed in the frost Of the winter's heart Perfect and sublime, Unique in all your features I love you cause you're different they think you are the same. He was tall and bright and handsome The image of perfection He swept you off your feet And carried you away I just stood here waiting Waiting, because I knew He would soon come back To throw you away Now you're feeling used (pronounced you-zed) Helpless and abandoned I reach out of the shadows And point you on your way A guide to the fallen A hope to the downtrodden I accept nothing, back to The shadows whence I came I watch from under their bridge spun of light and gold the light does not shine down upon the ditch below So when you fall down there Just don't cry I am with you Dark as deepest night Pale as winter day Here it all is...tell me what you think.

Falcon walked on down the hall, his mind pre-occupied with his long-lost love, Andrea. Desperate to get away from the girl firmly attached to his arm, he suddenly tripped on the completely smooth wood floor and fell flat on his face, trying to buy time. Jessica, hands on hips, spun around. "What ARE you doing?" "Mfgg mfh mfh ffll!" "What?" He raised himself to a sitting position. "I tripped and fell!" ~MEANWHILE~ Andrea bounded in through his open door, looking around with eagle eyes. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Thank you Peredhil, I'll do that tomorrow, when I have a PC capable of cut and paste. Until then, please don't delete them, as they were rather hard to get all together... If anyone can archive them in the library for me, I would greatly appreciate it...but it's not really needed. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Falcon bowed. "I quail before your beauty." He wasn't joking. Jessica giggled. "You're so silly...come on, we must be going. The party is on the first, and that gives us only a week until the preperations must be complete." Walking out of the door with the crimson-clothed girl on his arm, he started off toward the banquet hall. ~~~MEANWHILE~~~ Cioden was hurriedly getting together a dress ensemble for the dance that would be going on soon in the banquet hall. After spending an hour realizing he only wore black anyway, he donned his best slacks and shirt, then started to walk out the door. Mere inches from freedom, the door was flung open, and a blood-haired demoness stormed in. "WHERE IS HE?" She screamed, pointing an accusitory finger at the now-shaking Cioden. Andrea had arrived, and it wasn't a pretty scene. Andrea Cabot stood exactly as tall as Jessica, with eyes that were a pale green that stood out against her pale-ish skin. Her hair was cut close and dyed red, making it look rather creepy in the dim candle-light of Cioden's abode. Endowed just about as much as Jessica, she was wearing a black dress that looked really good on her, except for the fact that she was screaming her head off. "Tell me where he is or I'll cut your-" "J-Jessica got here and went to go see him...he's in his room...he didn't think you knew how to get here...he's been waiting for you!" Andrea's verdant eyes narrowed. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Okay, I do have a good reason for the recent poetic explosion...it's all the poems I wrote on the UBB that I never posted here. I realize that none of you are going to want to read it all, but if you could even read one or two and tell me what you think, I would be forever grateful, kiss your feet, worship the ground you walk on...etc, etc. AND if for some strange reason you actually DO read them all, PLEASE tell me what you think... Thanks. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta

Deep in the mountains of terra, beyond the reaches of the warring mages, sits a large keep that looks suitiably poetic during lightning storms(which occur quite often). It is on a penninsula that juts out into the ocean, and the west garden pokes out over the ocean. In here poets are made, bards relax, and literary pursuits are life. This is the Mighty Pen Keep. Deep inside the bowels of the Keep, something strange is transpiring... "OW!" In Falcon's room, to be exact. "Stop tickling me, damnit!" The scene was not quite idyllic. An attractively endowed young woman in a red dress had the young mage by his hair, and he was squirming around, trying to tickle her. Finally, after a good round of hair-pulling and tickling and screams, he was forced to the ground with the woman straddling his back, pressing his head to the rocky floor. "Kiss it!" The woman screamed, yanking his hair harder. "NEVE- OWWWWW!!!! OKAY, OKAY!" Falcon cried, pressing his lips to the floor. Triumphantly, the woman arose. Leaning over him (incendentally exposing quite a large view of that aforementioned endowment), she laughed. "I win!" Scrambling to his feet, Falcon was about to start the tickling again when she suddenly grabbed his hair again. Instead of pulling him to the floor, however, she pulled him into a very inapropriate kiss that involved both parties using their tongues to their best advantage, and incidentally included a tiny bit of hands. When he broke for air, she smiled crookedly and ruffled his black hair. "What do you say, Falcon?" "Thank you, Mistress Jessica." She smiled again. "Good. Keep it up and you might go somewhere farther." Sticking her tongue out at him, she turned on a heel, spinning. "So, what do you think?" she asked. Of course Falcon thought her to be one of the most beautiful creatures on the world(Andrea wins, guys). She had tricolored hair that kind of swept out at the tips, which were right below her neck. Her greenish blue eyes were the color of seafoam on a rainy day. She stood about 5' 8", considerably shorter than Falcon, but still not super short. "So, what do you think?" OOC: Okay, if anyone here can guess a special event (Not halloween) that's going to happen within the next three weeks...this is the prep. Cioden Darkeye Page of The Mighty Pem Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta Edited by: Falcon2001 at: 10/22/01 9:49:32 pm

Elf-puppy? Cute! I give this one my personal stamp of approval...and my sponsorship, if need be. *Looks in pocket and hands Wyv a dollar, then gives him a quarter too* There, I sponsored him. CiodenDarkeye Page of The Mighty Pen

(Conversion confusion, this is the second post in this thread) Hello, Chamelea. If you are trying to join, it may take Wyvern (the guy/dragon in charge of initiates) may take a while...but don't start bugging him. I AM THE MOST IMPATIENT ONE, NOT YOU! Personally though Wyv, I give her my stamp of approval. CiodenDarkeye Page of The Mighty Pen

Silence Holds me down inside like a suffocating blanket designed to confine me inside the folds So I sit in class with eyes of death Watching the other kids, and wondering what they would look like in a coffin Eyes closed Hands folded Or maybe what my entire class would look like In a mass grave would they be packed in like sardines? or jammed in like so much strawberry jelly? So I sit, holding it in and I Wait Until I get home and lay loving hands on my guitar, stroking the countours and drawing my fingers across scratches dear to me and I continue waiting...waiting...waiting for the amp to warm up for my life to reassert itself for the truth to come marching in the door, arms wide open and scream "HERE I AM" for my self-loathing to go away and when the amp is warmed up... that's when I stop waiting and Break Slam the strings with a plastic pick drawing discord into melody and releasing tension in a wonderful flow like exhaling poison gas like stepping out of a noisy factory like getting a backrub after a long day of working so you can afford your only christmas present And as I stand there, my hand flying across the frets of the guitar I sing along to songs I know and songs I wrote myself and songs by people I never knew And that's how my life works... I Wait Then Break CiodenDarkeye Page of The Mighty Pen

Yay...this was a REALLY depressive day...I was completely dead to the world until 5th period, and then lapsed back into it until I went to Hot Topic with my neighbor...she needed a halloween costume. I'm always wearing mine, of course...but here's the poem. I hate but not an angry hate pulsing with life or sorrow or rage but a dead cold hate, hatred lingering like a tumor deep inside where you can't reach it I hate with an empty hate for the one who stole what I never had what I never tried to grasp and so it's his birthday with candles and kisses while I remember and dread mine sitting at home alone with a half-melted candle and a cake I made myself and it drooped in the middle and tasted like ashes in my mouth the same mouth that I spout lies from in my search for truth I hate with a baseless, unconscious hate that needs no reason for I know that it's not him that I hate he is not at fault and she is perfect and I am flawed again like a crystal darkened with a single fracture almost splitting it in two (almost there, but not yet) so it falls and shatters on the concrete floor of life I wonder if he knows that I despise him and fantasize about taking a small sharp knife and slicing off all his skin and watching all the muscles ripple as he tries to escape I hate but it's a deep hate that doesn't get out much and gnaws away where I can't reach it I hate (Why?) I...hate him...I think... (Why?) He stole her! (Did he?) Well... (Or did you miss your chance, coward?) Yes...I hate... (Yourself?) Myself CiodenDarkeye Page of The Mighty Pen

Spin twist Kick the wall Raging raging All night long Spin twist Smash the floor Fury Fury Slam the door You walk around wearing red like a clown When the truth comes you're nowhere to be found You insult me boy, cover me with lies You can't run from me punk, no place to hide Twist Jump Smash your face I'm going to leave this A bloody place Kick throw Break some bones It's just you and me man All alone You think you're hot stuff, strutting round town I'm going to ****ing knock you down Slam my foot right into your empty head If I keep it up yeah, you'll soon be dead Slam rage Shatter glass I'm going to knock you on your ass Twist slam What're you to do? Running away seems about right to you Keep away from the psycho man Or I'll destroy your little plan Jump up high, I'll smack you down Where you belong, in the ground Howl, yell Break some @#%$ Growl, snarl Just for a little bit Crush, grind Destroy your face Smash, crunch Like I used a @#%$ mace Six feet under the @#%$ dirt I'm going to make you @#%$ hurt Just like you have made her feel I'm going to give you the whole meal deal Okay...this was a very violent, kind of out of character for me, poem...but I was pissed and had to get it out some way...so sue me. REMEMBER: REPLY or the Reply raven gets sent after you for a day! Even if you think this poem was horrible and doesn't even deserve to be used as toliet paper, tell me. Edited Thursday, May 2, 2002. Fixed some spelling mistakes and a forced rhyme and added a few stanzas ('Keep away from the psycho man' onward are all new) CiodenDarkeye Page of The Mighty Pen Edited by: Falcon2001 at: 5/2/02 9:57:02 pm

In a corner of the bar, kitty-corner to where Yui was sitting was a shadow cast by an ornamental shrub. The shadow twitched left and right, then stopped suddenly. Out of the shadow stepped a man dressed all in black, a voluminous robe covering his entire body. When the cowl of the robe was pushed back, the torchlight glittered off two black eyes set in the holes of a silk mask that covered the face of the mage completely. Pushing his ear-length black hair back from his eyes a little, the man walked forward and bowed slightly to Foe Calibur. "Greetings, friend. And let me welcome you to the Cabaret Room inside the Mighty Pen Keep. If you would be so kind as to walk over to the Assembly Hall and enter the thread entitled 'The Many Rooms of the Mighty Pen Keep' and describe for us what your living acccomodations are like, it will be automatically added to the Pen Keep, and you shall have a place to stay for the rest of your days here in the castle." Bowing slightly again, the nameless mage started to turn. "Wait," asked Foe Calibur. "I never heard your name." The mage stopped, then turned around, his black depthless eyes gleaming slightly. "The name is Cioden Darkeye, master of the shadows." CiodenDarkeye Initiate of The Pen Hopeful Patron Saint of Impatience

Slap Slap Slap Slap My feet pound the ground Like the running of elk As I stream down the gravel driveway Filled with memories I suddenly Don't want anymore The driving rain blinds me, but I run on heedless, always putting one foot Ahead of the other Left Right Left Right Until the pattern is I And I am the pattern And my legs pump, each vein flowing with pure acid And with each step I die But I can never Ever Ever Get far enough away from the house I am running from And the girl inside Who's secrets I can't untie And who's demenor and beauty *only to I, only to I* Attract my obsession, which I Stuff away into the dark corner of my mind where it's nice and quiet and she isn't haunting me And with each step I feel her soft skin beneath my strong hands as I rub the knots of her back away, leaving her tired and relaxed *When someone rubs my back, it tenses to the breaking point* and leaves me empty and sore but happy, to help her instead of I And I run and run and run and run but I can't get away and my shirt is soaked with rain tears from heaven tears from a god who doesn't care but decides to let it rain or maybe he was urinating on me to show me how much of a fool I am but maybe not and now I stop collapse fall to the ground and I wonder why I ran like the hamster in the wheel that can't get anywhere and I cry alone on the gravel streetside pouring out my tears into the falling rains and in that moment a part of me died and I wiped the tears away and I went back to my house, walking serenely sure of my sanity once more and I looked upon the house but felt nothing for that died on the street PLEASE tell me what you think of it... CiodenDarkeye Initiate of The Pen Hopeful Patron Saint of Impatience

I'm scared. Truly freaked out, Wyv. Change him back before I run screaming into the woods. CiodenDarkeye Initiate of The Pen Hopeful Patron Saint of Impatience

Well...there is something to be said about the climax of one's life. I figure that once I have everything I want in life, shoot me, everything's downhill from there. CiodenDarkeye Initiate of The Pen Hopeful Patron Saint of Impatience