Description: i was sitting home one night on the coach , with a huge writers block coming on like a migrain that hit who like a brick. i started writing before the writers block took control.
i wrote this to over come it.
A few words from my world -------------------------------------------
Pixie of the night
Put up my fist to fight
Do what I have to do to survive
I can't deny
Soaring in the sky
My power rebels
See myself looking down,
And seeing the pits of hell.
Living in a world of fantasy and reality
Oh my mentality.
My insanity over comes me
Step through the windows of my eyes
The world is my own personal hell.
Only the wise can tell.
this was pretty good,
not your best, but that doesn't make it bad.
you're like an onion...
you've got...lots of layers..
so many thoughts ...basically utter chaos...
those are my favorite kind of writes...
my favorite line:
"this world is my own personal hell"
"only the wise can tell"
you really express your onioness in this one.
definitely goin on favs.
As long as you're looking down into hell you're all right. Your's seems to be a rather mild case of blues considering the wandering darkness found across many postings around here.
I like the "fighting pixie" idea, it shows your spirit has spirit. Also the "soaring" bit is very positive. True insanity only comes when one does not recognize it or actively denies it. Anything else is a figure of speach that simply describes your situation.
Good ideas and words here but you might elaborate on the "wise".