OK!! Lets get to work! I'm a bit Of a writer and I have this very crepy way of telling stories, this here is something I wrote a while back. I would like to read you feed back ^_^

The Hollow Man

We assume it’s a man because of his wide back and flat chest
We know nothing about him only that he’s there and that’s the only proof
The only proof that he lives
His undefined dark body has nothing special to it
It seem like a siluet and his egg shaped head doesn’t seem to have a face

His dark undefined figure wanders alone in the dark
Searching for his next prey
Stalking like a hunter the next person to suffer at his grasp

A young girl runs from fear
She feels like someone is stalking her and she’s right
The hallow man is after her, his one and only prey

We assume it’s a man because of his wide back and flat chest
We know nothing about him only that he’s there and that’s the only proof
The only proof that he lives
His undefined dark body has nothing special to it
It seem like a siluet and his egg shaped head doesn’t seem to have a face
But he does not look to hurt any one only to open the eyes
Open the eyes of does he finds worthy of seeing his dark and lonely face

Yet the girl she still runs and he stalks after her
He seems like a man in love running after the woman he lost
Persistently catching up to her pushing her in to a conner

He wraps his arms around her as if he was to hug her
Holding her in such a sensual way
She froze she couldn’t scream and a shadow seem to cover the hollow mans face
He kissed her lips as a lover does and for some reason she felt she knew him
Don’t be scared for I am always with you he whispered in her ear
Doing that he showed her his eyes that seem like mirrors
She could see forever in them and was scared to death

That morning she woke up screaming she knew it was but a dream
But in it she saw what no one really wanted to see
She had found someone, someone she did not want to see

We assume it’s a man because of his wide back and flat chest
We know nothing about him only that he’s there and that’s the only proof
The only proof that he lives
His undefined dark body has nothing special to it
It seem like a siluet and his egg shaped head doesn’t seem to have a face
But he does not look to hurt any one only to open the eyes
Open the eyes of does he finds worthy of seeing his dark and lonely face
To find ones self is a scary thing indeed
But no as horrible as living not knowing who you are
So hope that the hollow man visits you in you dreams

As for I am the Hollow man.

- Sofi

Shadows of another life

Heres another one of my made to order poems, this time I was asked to make a dark poem about memories and I bieng the supporter of evil I am, I kindly obliged.

Shadows of another life
By
Lonely Daydreams
I see life passing trough my head
What seems to be another lifetime one that I have lived

I close my eyes and see empty shadows
Hollow bodies of what they used to be
I understand that nothing could ever stay the same
And yet I miss the pass and the people they used to be

The things they used to say
The things they used to do
They are all lost in the vast space we call time
Never to be found again

Yet we search for them
Almost reaching desperately on what used to be
But never appreciate what is
Never being thankful for what we have
We under appreciate the people that are for those who used to be

Looking back it used to be easy
All we did was play and laugh
Time used to seem endless
That is until we actually saw the end
And we wished that the inevitable would fade

I see life passing trough my head
What seems to be another lifetime one that I have lived
I see what I created, children free of sin
The evil they became, the good that they did
The future they created
And the one I wont be in.

-Sofi

Love sick

I've been taking request and writing stories and poems for poeple who have asked for them, this is the first one I did following instructions. It's not my usual style, but heck I never was one for romance.
Love Sick

It’s a Saturday morning and like always Jessica got up a bit late after hitting the snooze button for the fifth time. Her long black hair was all messy after a good long night rest and her round white face gave the expression that she was still tired. She ran down stairs skipping steps to see if she could at least say Hi to her parents before they left for work. But all she found was an empty kitchen with a little note that said: Already went to work, I left some money for breakfast and lunch, love mom, and the money that her mother had left.

Jessica was a little clumsy so her mother rarely lets her cook anything when she’s not there and because her mom and dad were always working Jessica was accustomed to eating out, so she said good bye to her dog Rupert, called her best friend Marie and invited her to a café that was near their neighborhood.

The café wasn’t that big but it was very popular and you would always see all kinds of people there. Marie had already sat down at their favorite table while Jessica was bringing their food from the counter when suddenly she tripped on another person’s feet, and just as she was going to fall down a man kept her and her food from falling still she spilled a bit of coffee all over the poor man.

~I’m so sorry!, did it hurt?~ said Jessica in panic looking for napkins to clean up the unknown man’s shirt.
~Don’t worry about, it happens all the time~ said the young man offering her tray back.
~Thanks~ said Jessica finally noticing the man’s appearance.

He was tall, thin, had messy hair and wore glasses. He was your typical handsome closet poet, coffee drinking, headphone wearing guy, or in other words the kind of guy that hangs out in this kind of place.

~I see you really like ham~ Said the young man pointing at the big ham sandwich in the tray
~eh…? Oh yeah I really like it…, thanks again but I have to go my friend is waiting for me at our table, see you around~

With that said she rushed off to her table were her happy go lucky friend waited for her with a big smile on her face.
~ I see your clumsiness was actually good for something ~said Marie with a big smile on her face
~Not really I didn’t even asked his name~ Said Jessica while taking a bite out of her ham sandwich

As the day went but Jessica could only think of the man that helped her out in the café. Later on after Marie went home Jessica went to the library to study. Even if normally she doesn’t show it, Jessica is actually very dedicated to her studies and has very few friends because of it (that and she’s shy) so she spends a lot of time in that library which actually it’s like a second home to her. She would always pick up the most complicated books. Today she was reading Dante’s inferno when she heard a familiar voice, whose face she didn‘t bother to see because she was really in to the book.

~Mind if I sit here with you?~ Said the familiar voice.
~Sure I don’t mind~ Said Jessica looking over her book as she realize who it was.
~I didn‘t tell you my name this morning, I‘m Kaine ~
~ Yeah…my name is… name is…Jessica, yes my name is Jessica~
~Well nice to meet you Jessica, so were are you now? In heaven or in Hell? ~
~What?~
~The book, in what part are you?~
~oh yeah the book!… well I’m now on heaven, may I ask what book are you going to read?~
~ Homer’s Odyssey, this would be my second time reading it actually, I really love Greek tragedies~

They kept talking not only about books but also about music, movies and any other thing you could think of, the librarian eventually got mad at there talking and threw them out. Talking with each other became a routine and they knew everything about each other. There was only one problem, Kaine was 22 while Jessica was only 15. Kain being who he was decided that he would not try and be anything other than her friend.

Three years later Jessica was starting college in the Fall and half a year had passes since she last saw Kaine after he left to finish his studies elsewhere. They would talk on the phone from time to time, but another man had already taken over Jessica’s life. His name was Noah and he was Jock, had a well form body and a tan from always being under the sun from his games. In other words the complete and total opposite of what Kaine is.

At the end of the semester Kaine was exited to go back home, He really had missed his most beloved friend. As soon as he got back the fist thing he did was go to Jessica’s house. When he got there he saw that the house was empty. He knew that her parents got back late at night but that usually Jessica got back home right after the library closed so he sat in the yard playing with Rupert waiting for her to come. It was eight in the evening and she still wasn’t home and he was already inside catching up with her parents. Another hour passed and finally she came back home and as soon as she opened the door and saw Kaine she hugged him.

~Kaine!! You didn’t tell me you were coming back! I would have come sooner if you would have told me you were coming ~ Said Jessica in a very exited tone
~I’m very sorry I really should have called ~
~ Yeah you should have~ Said Noah while he entered the room
~oh Kaine, this is Noah he’s my boyfriend ~
~Nice to meet you Noah, I’m Kaine~
~Yeah sure, look Jessie hurry up here were going to be late ~said Noah in a rude tone
~Can’t we stay? It’s been a long time since I last saw Kaine~
~It’s ok Jess I’ll come over some other time and we can catch up then, so go have fun~ Said Kaine while leaving the room.

Kaine left the house with a heavy feeling inside he realized that he wanted her and that now he would have to fight to have her or at least let her see who was really right for her. As he walked home he thought of different ways he could make her see what he felt. When he finally got home he was greeted by a worried sister, Zora two years his junior.

~Kaine your home! I thought you would have been here earlier~ Said Zora in a motherly tone
~ I’m sorry, I got caught up in something~
~ How’s Jessica doing?~ Asked Zora in a playful tone
~ Well apparently she has a boyfriend now~ Said Kain in a sour tone.
~ Really? What are you going to do about it?~
~excuse me?~
~ Come on you now you can’t fool your little sister, Tell me how do you plan to win her back?~
~I’m not sure yet~
~You’re smart, you’ll eventually come up with something~

The next morning Kaine waited for her in the café with her usual order and he waited and he waited but she never came. He went back home sad but not defeated later he called her only to be told that she couldn’t talk at the moment because she was out with Marie and that she would call him back. So he waited for her to call him and four days passed and finally he got a call from her.

~Hello?~ Answered Kaine
~ Noah hun I don’t feel too good I think I got a cold, could you bring me some medicine?~ Said Jessica’s weak voice over the phone

It looked like She had dialed the wrong number, but this was Kaine’s Golden chance. He knew what he had to do.
~ Yeah sure no problem I’ll be there~ Said Kaine trying to imitate Noah
He dressed him self as fast as he could and went to the drug store to get Jessica the medicine she had asked for. On the way to her house he would mentally rehearse different ways he would tell her how he felt. Time seem to fly because he got there without even noticing it. He opened the door and went up stairs up to her room and when he got in he saw her there just sleeping. He could see how sick she felt and wanted to do everything he could to make her feel better.

By the time she had woken up she saw that there was hot soup and tea next to her and that someone was next to her waiting for her to wake up.

~Thanks Noah you’re so sweet~ Said Jessica not knowing who was there
~ you’re welcome, but I’m not Noah~
~ …what?~ said Jessica opening her eyes like paper plates to see who was it
~ Here take this~ said Kaine handing her some pills and water to wash it down with.
~ I’m sorry I thought I called Noah~
~ It’s ok, I like taking care of you anyways, here drink~ Said Kain as Jessica tried to swallow the pill
~thank you, you really are a good friend~
~Am I really that good of a friend to you?~
~Yes, you are the best friend I could ever ask for, how could you doubt that?~
~ It’s just that… Tell me what is a friend to you?~
~ A person that’s always there for you, no matter what, someone that accepts you for who you are and wont judge you, someone I can share my secrets with~ answered Jessica with a doubtful tone
~ And what am I? You’re all that and more, you actually take care of me like no one else has done before~

There a moment of silence. Jessica seemed to confused to even noticed that Kaine was grabbing her hand and getting his face closer and closer to hers to the point that his forehead was resting on hers. Finally she noticed and with her free hand and pushed his shoulder, but that didn’t do much and he was still very close to her.

~I can’t~ said Jessica nervous as she saw that His eyes were starting to hypnotize her.
~ Why not? You said I’m more than a friend to you right?~ He said as his breath started to tickle Jessica’s skin
~But what about Noah?~ She said resisting the tempting pair of lips that was barely touching hers
~ Do you love him?~
~No~ She answered almost immediately after he spoke
~Than there’s you’re answer~

As soon as those words were spoken there lips met for the first time and the seems like they never wanted to par ways, so deeply those lips got lost in each other that they seem to be connected by them. A kiss so profound that it seem to make up for all the lost time.

In the end Jessica decided that it was Kaine who she wanted and with him it was that she would stay as she knew that they shared a bond that she had with no one else. They were more than lovers they were each others best friends. The incredible thing is that non of this would had happen it weren’t for that accident that day, which goes to show you the smallest moments in life seem to have the biggest impact on our future.

-Sofí

The eyes of the heart

I plan to later on edit this maybe give it a bit of stucture but for now lets leave it at this. I was feeling incredebly sad wen I wrote this so it may be sad.

Your eyes, they talk. Sometimes louder than words, they seem to see what your heart can feel, he wants to speak yet he's mute. He wants to send you a message a stong one, but never to be heard and yet I will try to make it be known. Give me your hand, let me put it in my chest, can you feel it? can you hear it? What is it trying to say? please tell me, What is this terrible pain I feel wen your not around? My eyes I think there sad, They feel empty but there no one around to hear there pain. Is it lonlyness I feel? Am I really that insecure?

All I want is for my voice to be heard, will you do that for me? I already know what your voice wants to tell me and I think mine wants to say it back.

Y que conste solo por ti es que mi corazon grita y solo por ti es que hace las cosas que hace, lo vaz a escuchar?

Did I mention that my first language is spanish? >,>

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