I'm rather tired. m spelling is atrocious =b but hey. not that it matters to anyone yet. this s myspace to do whatever so I get to sigh and log off for sleep lol

Feeling like I wasn't in an alien world alone with no one wanting to associate with you is a cold feeling. But something always kept me here. sad but here. I Shed some emotions before they tried talking to me. I don't remember having any water in my eyes when they did.

I did not show the emotions I had forgotten, but I felt an honest relief at the beat in my chest.

I was Alone when they stepped onto the bus. listening to the same Zune with most of the same tunes. I caught sight of the one I never took hold of. My heart beat fast and my mind went numb.

Alone for some time. trying to reconnect with the closest friends I had know failing day after day.

I tried to initiate progress. life showed me hope after I began stepping back across the bridge of Despair I had become to familiarize with.

Alienated. I saw them. they saw me. but could not see I was in witness to change.

this worked against me. in a way that had no place in happening in my life. but I understood all to well why it happened.

Having come back I felt uneasy having the crosses of burned memories in my heart. seclusion and the stress of the life I ended in me had me want to hide away. as if I could barely stand to except myself anymore.

Cellar~Door

Print and symbols I held with the Deepest Conviction I had written in my blood within the pages of these notebooks bearing the Words of life Beauty that would capture anyone who hears it in a moment of mindfulness.

This Idea is what made my battles tangible. It also happened naturally. Notebooks I carried with me Every single waking and slumbering moment of my younger life would show the secrets of my souls bindings.

Every Single Night. The contract of shadows I made brought back another part of me.

Every night.

I faced demons. I fought many battles inside of myself and brought myself back from the horizon of fear and forgotten falls. Having lost so much of myself had it's lasting toll. I carried this with me for some time after I came back from the end of my life.

Bound to Shadow, Oaths in effect and systematic Possibilities in the infinite chain that promotes the existence of travelers like ourselves to thrive had the perfect chemistry for a Miguel to have existed at all. could have been gone off this world when I was 7 years old. Yet I awoke in your world.

I was granted Sanctuary and it was my exception in heaven oaths effect.