Hello ^_^
This is an old poem/song that I wrote and I was talking to some good friends today ^_^ and realized I have not put anything new on this blog in a long while, so here is something new ^_^ these same friends also brought it to my attention though I have thought of it before that it is dangerous to put my poem and short stories where just about any one can steal them. i don't want that to happen but for the moment all I can do is say that I have everything at home in a note book and it is dated ^_^ everything I put on here belongs to me.

Looking For Hope.

whispers running in my blood,telling all the things they aught and should.
little whispers streaming forth, stealing wings and breaking hearts.

have you ever lost your way? in the storm amidst the rain? looking for the only hope, in the storm amidst the rain? so bring on the night, with stars that shine so bright.
hateful glances lancing through your heart. amidst the rain against the storm looking for your only hope.

silver moonlight. little sun bright. we are running for our lives. within fire, within flood.
lift our wings for the last time and fight this battle that steals our lives, hearts, souls.
broken pieces of a sword, worthless meaningless hope shattered upon unshakable stone.

have you ever lost your way? in the storm amidst the rain? looking for the only hope, in the storm amidst the rain? so bring on the night, with stars that shine so bright.
hateful glances lancing through your heart. amidst the rain against the storm looking for your only hope.

dead eyes and cold hands, reaching toward the little land.
toward the hearts of the young inside and out, beyond the sun.
screams darken night and chilling cries declare another dawn stained with blood of Innocent's and young.
little heart resides in a broke down palace sleeping over the sky.
little heart prays for the rest of its numbered days.

have you ever lost your way? in the storm amidst the rain? looking for the only hope, in the storm amidst the rain? so bring on the night, with stars that shine so bright.
hateful glances lancing through your heart. amidst the rain against the storm looking for your only hope. There is a hope that will never die. There is a spring that gives true life.

This is the last part of the Story ^_^ hopefully, I want to clarify something quickly, my mom said this and brought it to my attention, The "Friend" in my story is not gender confused, I simple did not want it to seem like the dream world or whatever was limited to a certain gender (in other words I didn't want it to be a girl and I didn't want it to be a guy, and couldn't decide which), this will make more sense at the end of the story ^_^


My Friend continued her sad tale, saying, "I was in the darkest part of my soul that I could ever get, the only thing that I had ever wanted to do, create thing, I couldn't. And so it was while I was in this pit that I asked for help, and who better to help me then the one who created me, the master creator, who had shaped and molded all things into being, I had thought that when I went before him he would scorn my tries to mimic his artistry, I thought that he might look at me with disgust. And so I went before him, the creator, and he smiled at and he took me by the hand and led me through out his world, he showed me all the creative things that people had made and his joy that his children showed such creativity and design, he told me that all the people who had asked him for help he had given to them ten fold, I expected him to do the same." His smile was radiant as she looked around at the world. "He did better than just helping me, he gave me this whole world and he gave me the tools to build and shape it how I wanted, he gave me ideas and solutions that I had never thought of before. But you see the Creator not only gave me a world created anew, he changed me, he created me anew, the Creator fixed my broken soul and gave me a new one, his only son died so that my soul could be made new. All of my scars are gone, all of my mistakes have been wiped away." Her gentle eyes saw my tears and skepticism, and he gave me a hug and whispered, "I have shown you all of this that you might be able to see from my life that the creator is real and he can heal your scars, your sin is not too great that he can not make you new,"
And she raised his arms to the sky and sang in a voice clear as crystal, " I no longer have to hide behind my sins and failed attempts,I am forgiven, I am healed, I have been made whole."