Friday, September 4, 2009

Burning Heart, Fire Spirit.

Golden and bright,
emotions sway,
emotions shown through his eyes,
he wasn't the one to show his feelings.
he has a fire,
that won't go out.

His soul is a fighting spirit,
refuses to even step down.
deep inside, he holds affection,
that slowly has shown.

Through his life and yours,
even if there were a thousand blades that were meant to take his life,
he would never give up.
this is caused by his soul,
and his fire,
that burns bright.

And even through death,
even through curses,
even through wishes,
he would stand tall,
and even die,
for the one woman who changed him; changed his outlook on life.

Louis

Er...there's no need to explain this one only that it's about Louis de Pointe du Lac....

To see his pain,
you need to see his complexity.
to see his torment,
you need to understand his grief.
to see the hurt,
you need to understand his fears, his loves.
to see his sorrow,
you need to understand his reasons.

To see his dark side,
you need to understand his happiness.
on the hour of his blood lust, he becomes torn
between love,
between pain,
is his cry not enough?
Who should he blame?

To see his soul,
you need to understand how he feels.
He may look human, but he walks in the night.
Yet, he didn't choose this path.

To see his troubles,
you need to understand him,
you need to understand who turned him, and why, for what reasons?

To understand his heart,
you need to understand all the emotions he holds,
all the pain he holds,
all the love,
all the hate,
all the grief,
his soul has redeemed once, even twice.
He soul has suffer through pain and torment,
He is a vampire.

A Carefree Runaway

This is a poem about Lestat de Lioncourt. I couldn't help it. XD

Gray, Blue, Violet,
Depending on the light.
Blond hair, white in the light.
Life, human life doesn't remain with him anymore.
Only the life of blood lust and night.
But never scared, never regretted it.

His mother shows no emotion,
very little is even shown even to him.
He is the one and only son she connects with,
as he connected with her.


A carefree runaway.
Whose ideas you should behold
Never reject them.
For they are the same as ours
Because he too was human.
Until the conversion had begun.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Uh...hi...

I'm probably not going to use this much at all. I already have a blog here: http://hanyoubb.wordpress.com/
Maybe I will use this sometime...I dunno. Um, brief info about myself and I will tell you one thing: You who enters here shall not ask what the 'm' stands for. That is none of your concern, what is your concern is this: My name is Trudie, but please, for the sake of the internet, if you do not know me in real life please call me Midnight Rose! If you do know me in real life, I don't care otherwise. I'm in a crappy mood right now, so...hah.

I am 18 years old, I have graduated from high school in June. I betcha when September rolls in I'm going to be in a mess for a while! Currently, I'm trying to track down a few friends that I sort of want to keep in contact with....

For music, I like Lacuna Coil, Within Temptation, Disturbed, Kamelot, Three Days Grace, and...uh..just look at my profile, 'kay? 'Kay! I enjoy writing, reading, and drawing. You can see some of my artwork here: http://hanyoubb.deviantart.com/
Er, uh...Wolves!!!!
Bye Byez.