Sunday, August 27, 2006

Cut

As dainty wrists bleed
the sun sets a crimson sky
vigil for lost life

(Copyright Michell Santiago 2006)

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Broken

I lie here, shattered,
pieces strewn...
my pain now throbbing,
to the tune

of your heart,
from the hurt you caused
when you decided to take me,
innocence lost.

Your broken promises,
cut deeper still,
from your firey hate,
comes a painful chill.

My crimson tears fall,
twisted wings cannot fly,
such pain from my love,
please, just tell me...Why?

(Copyright Michell Santiago 2006)

Promises

Faded promises
pardoning desired love
is my sublime end

(copyright Michell Santiago 2006)

Desires

Desires sublime
in love's heated passions lie
never will it end

(copyright Michell Santiago 2006)

Friday, August 25, 2006

Wow

I can't believe the school held us hostage for a half hour yesterday!
Why?
Because it was raining!
In Florida!

Oh my god whatever shall we do?
*melodramatic faint*

We actually learned that they call the portables "Learning Cottages"!
Lol.
Everything is a Euphymism now.

It's not "Rape Victim" it's "Involuntary Sperm Recipient"
It's not "School" it's "Brain Enhancement Facility"
They're not "Ugly" they're "Beauty Impared"
He's not "Dumb" he's in a state of "Knowledge Poverty"

*rolls eyes*
When will it end?

*Vanish*

Monday, August 14, 2006

Purgatory

Behind the books you left me
To looked over the shining sea
Locked away from the world oh so free
I'd sing for the birds, fish, and trees
Staring at me from plated waters
You kidnapped me from blissful laughter
You openly watched my my struggle, vain
While upon your demon train

Now dashing through these nightmares
The demons screech with blankened stares
Around your world of screaming shadows
Their miserable sounds like demon crows
Blood boiling up my throat from before
That hollow note peirces my core
Screams choked by an injured soul
And fear now takes it's bloodied toll

Trapped here now without escape
Death would be a better fate
I'm damned to roam this darkened land
Where life clings on with icy hands
Being punished for some unkown crime,
so I'll never hear that bells last chime,
commited in an age forgotten
a child of darkness now begotten.

A river of blood rages by,
my ebony wings limply lie,
and beneath the blackened, twisted trees,
chains bind me to lands like these.
A past-life beauty, greusome made,
you brought me here, a trust betrayed.
And in a hell-turned chapter of a happy story,
you made me a daughter of Purgatory.

(Copyright Michell Santiago 2006)

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Kilroy: A message of unity

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Kilroy
Was
Here
Ok, see that little guy up there,
the one above the words "Kilroy Was Here"?
I'm sure some of you have seen him before, maybe not with the quote,
but seen him none the less.
Now for a pop quiz, pencils out, it's only one question, I promise it wont take long:
Where did Kilroy come from?
Alright, Pencils down.
The truth is,
no one really knows exactly WHERE Kilroy came from,
WHO Kilroy really was,
or why he was always "here".
But during WWII,
Kilroy could be found practically anywhere,
he was a message of unity and support for the US troops.
(That's probably why if you were to google him, you'd find a lot of Kilroy lore saying that Kilroy was really someone in the military)
Kilroy has many legends,
many stories,
but one message:
UNITY
I'm putting Kilroy here in hopes that you'll see him, and take him to other places as well.
I'm putting him here in hopes (for anyone that actually reads this) that he might reinspire that unity for us all once again, and for our troops in Iraq...
or where ever the future might send them.
March on Kilroy.
I hope some of you will see this and keep Kilroy "here",
where ever "here" may be.
Undercover Chica
*smoke screen*