Monday, September 28, 2020

Meowzers Hello!

Hey! Listen!!! I got some news for ya all!!! 

So recently if no one has noticed that little thing saying "Support Me on Ko-fi", I just wanted to point that out and share a bit. If you also look down at the links to my other social media accounts and such you'll notice that Patreon is missing, that's because I decided to stop using it and start by using Ko-fi. I do hope you can all help support me there, at the moment though I will admit I don't have much posted there because of life but I will in time and if people are willing to support me. (I don't like wasting my time on stuff is all)

I also recently set up a shop on Etsy to sell little things, I have only like 5 things in my shop partly cause I'm working on ideas for what else to sell besides simply little designs. Check them out if ya have a chance, Ko-fi link is easy to find, and down below my Etsy link will be replacing my Patreon one.

I hope you can all help me by supporting me so I can keep creating!! Meow ya later!! Thanks for reading and have a great day!!

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

To You

 To you,

I would give you everything.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

To you,

For you,

I will do anything,

To see you again.

So pale are the lilies,

So blue are the forget-me-nots.

So painfully lonely,

Is you not being here.

Tie a knot of string,

Kiss beneath the mistletoe,

Under a winter moon.

Speak a spell,

To stay forever here,

To never forget.

To you,

I would give everything.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

But where are you?

Where have you gone?

For you,

I would give my life.

For you,

I will become anything.

For you,

I’d even become the darkness,

For your light to shine.

So pale are the lilies,

So blue are the forget-me-nots.

So painfully lonely,

Is you not being here.

Tie a knot of string,

Kiss beneath the mistletoe,

Under a winter moon.

Speak a spell,

To stay forever here,

To never forget.

Weave a story,

Tell a tale for me,

For I want to hear your voice.

Hold me safe,

Hold me tight,

To feel your warmth,

Your kindness.

The vines tangle,

The thorns prick,

Hiding what lies beneath.

The nettles sting,

The frost bites,

Every time you hide your pain.

To you,

I would give you everything.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

To you,

For you,

I will do anything,

To see you again.

For you,

I would give my life.

For you,

I will become anything.

For you,

I’d even become the darkness,

For your light to shine.

For you,

I’d let the thorns prick,

The nettles sting,

To chase away the biting cold,

To give you warmth,

To give you love.

I don’t care if I’m a fool,

Cause you are my everything.

To you,

I make a wish.

For you,

I speak a prayer.

To see you once again,

To be by your side again.

Tie a knot of string,

Kiss beneath the mistletoe,

Under a winter moon.

Speak a spell,

To be together,

Bonded together.

Till no more we breath,

Till our hearts stop beating.

So pale are the lilies,

So blue are the forget-me-nots.

Next to the red colored roses,

The dying roses,

The nearly black petals.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

For you,

I’d give you my life.

Please don’t leave,

Don’t leave me behind.

You are everything,

You are my light.

To you,

I ask the stars,

To let us meet again.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

To you,

And you alone.

Will I say,

I love you;

Weave Song

Where are you?

Where am I?

Sing, oh sing,

Weave me a never-ending story,

Let me dream for eternity.

Fall and rise,

The stars shine,

So briefly,

So fleeting,

It burns in the abyss of time.

Please sing for me,

Weave a story never-ending,

Sing, oh sing,

A world to forever dwell within.

Let me sleep,

Let me dream.

In the dark eternal sky,

In the endless expanse.

So cold is the dark,

So hot is the light.

Burn oh light,

Forever burn,

And end in fire.

Let the ashes scatter,

Let the stardust fly free.

Where are you?

Where am I?

Sing, oh sing,

Weave me a never-ending story,

Weave and dream a story,

One untold,

One yet to be,

One from long ago,

One never real,

One-

Sing, sing for me,

A place to dwell,

There- here I stay,

Deep in sleep,

Lost to another place.

Deep in sleep,

I cannot hear,

I cannot see,

I cannot feel.

In the dark eternal sky,

In the endless expanse.

Fall and rise,

The stars shine,

So cold is the dark,

So hot is the light.

So briefly,

So fleeting,

It burns in the abyss of time.

Burn oh light,

Forever burn,

And end in fire.

Let the ashes scatter,

Let the stardust fly free.

Where are you?

Where am I?

Where, just where?

Are we supposed to be?

Sing, oh sing,

Sing, sing for me,

Weave me a never-ending story,

Weave and dream a story yet to be spoken,

Let me dream for eternity.

There, here,

Let me sleep and dream.

So cold, so warm,

In the endless sky,

So eternal, never ending.

Always changing,

Always awake,

Always asleep.

Lost to another place,

Another world.

I cannot hear,

I cannot see,

I cannot feel,

In the eternal sky.

Where are you?

Where am I?

Where are we supposed to be?

Where, just where?

Please sing, sing,

Sing for me.

Don’t fade,

Don’t leave,

Don’t leave me behind.

Sing, oh sing,

Sing, sing for me,

Weave me a never-ending story,

Weave and dream a story,

One untold,

One yet to be,

One from long ago,

One never real,

One-

Sing, sing for me,

A place to dwell,

One to stay within,

Let me stay,

Let me be there.

Stay with me,

Stay with me,

Until the song ends,

Until we fall into the abyss of time,

Until we become stardust;

Friday, September 4, 2020

So Bitter Sweet

So cold is the loneliness,
So bitter and sweet is solitude,
So warm is the presence of another.
But what a fool I was,
For believing I could be brave.
What a fool I was.
A coward is all I am,
I can’t even speak the words I hold inside.
So broken they sound,
Till on paper,
And they become a symphony,
A silent song.
Always, always,
I find myself alone.
Always, always,
I beg for solitude.
It hurts, it hurts,
The burning flames.
It hurts, it hurts,
The stinging cold void.
What a fool I was,
For believing I could be brave.
What a fool I was.
So cold is the loneliness,
So bitter and sweet is solitude,
So warm is the presence of another.
Is it a lie?
A curse placed upon me.
For why, why,
Does it all hurt.
Yet I cannot speak the words,
The words to set me free.
For my voice is rusted,
My courage weak.
I can’t even speak the words I hold inside.
So broken they sound,
Till on paper,
And they become a symphony,
A silent song.
A plea,
A story,
A hope,
A simple word.
Always, always,
I can never speak out loud to you.
Always, always
I find myself alone.
Always, always,
I beg for solitude.
A cycle of pain,
That will never end.
A torment upon my fragile heart,
My already broken form.
So cold is the loneliness,
So bitter and sweet is solitude,
So warm is the presence of another.
But what a fool I was,
For believing I could be brave.
What a fool I was.
A coward is all I am,
I can’t even speak the words I hold inside.
It hurts, it hurts,
The burning flames.
It hurts, it hurts,
The stinging cold void.
All the bottled-up thoughts,
The countless undistorted words,
The screaming emotions.
It all hurts, it hurts,
All the things I can’t say,
All those moments together and alone.
What a fool I was,
For believing I could be brave.
What a fool I was.
A coward is all I am,
I can’t even speak the words I hold inside.
So broken they sound,
Till on paper,
And they become a symphony,
A silent song.
My cry,
My scream,
A plea,
A story,
My hope,
A simple word,
A complex thought,
My nameless emotions.
So many things,
Yet also none.
So lost, so lost,
Is my heart,
My broken form.
I cry, I cry,
Always for things I can’t describe,
Always for reasons I can’t speak.
So cold is the loneliness,
So bitter and sweet is solitude,
So warm is the presence of another.
Oh, how easily it can become reversed.
So bitter, so sweet,
So warm, so cold,
Is my time here.
Still what a fool I was,
For believing I could be brave.
For thinking I could change it,
For even hoping.
What a fool I was,
What a fool I still am,
A bittersweet fool;