"Hunger" -Continued

The two made their way down the stairs. Aeron mused, smiling to himself, as he watched the graceful figure move gently down the seemingly endless steps. He admired the gentle curve of her shoulders, as they met the nape of her neck. The skin of which was tanned to an almost bronze colour. Her bright blonde hair stood in stark contrast to the darkened skin. She made such a wondrous creature to behold.
They made it to the ground floor, and passed through the aging, revolving doors in the lobby. Outside, the city was alive with the nightlife. The streetlights blazed, neon signs burned into the night, and the headlights of the cars created a myriad of lights and sounds. One could almost drown in it.
If one did not first notice the phantasm of lights and sounds, it was the smells. Innumerable scents and aromas tickled the nose and piqued curiosities. Kai giggled, as she took a deep whiff of the night air. “Mmhmm…I smell…I smell…Chinese food.”
“Well, there’s a Chinese place practically around the corner.”
“So I discovered this afternoon,” she replied with a smile.
“Fancy Chinese food, eh?” Aeron jested.
“Oh I love the stuff. So where’s this bar you were talking about?”
He looked at her, into her dazzling blue eyes. For a moment he forgot he where he was. Lost in the depths of her person. Though not particularly reading anything but amusement in them. He did, however, sense a vast deepness. Like there was more there than was apparent. He sensed much was hidden. The thought of this startled him. Suddenly, he realized she was watching him.
“Well?” she said with a playful smile.
“Oh, uh…”

“Can‘t Say You Wouldn't Regret"

If you ever woke,
Up next to someone else,
You know it would,
Be the one thing you regret.

In the morning,
In someone else’s bed,
You find yourself,
Looking at a stranger.

You think to yourself,
“What have I done?”
Tossed it down the drain.
“Threw it all away.”

And when you kiss her,
You feel me, oh,
So far away.
It makes you cold.

Still, you run,
Away from your mistake,
And try to hide,
In those loveless eyes.

But she’s so unfamiliar,
And the closer you get,
The less you see,
Of what you want to see.

And every time you,
Look at her you see,
The kind, green eyes,
You lost yourself in.

And in your sleep,
You hear the laugh,
And see the smile,
That made you shine.

You can’t say you,
Wouldn’t regret it,
If you ever woke up,
In someone else’s bed.

-Just doing some abstract thinking. I tried to put myself in the place of a person who had cheated on someone they loved incredibly by accident. I've never been in that place, so, I hope it's fairly accurate.

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I wish I had a piano. And some recording equipment.

I added a bit onto my story last night. I don't have it up yet. It's not a whole lot. A couple of paragraphs and some dialogue. I want to go back and change it up, because I'm not satisfied with some of it.

So yeah.

Good day, children,
Matt

A little different from most everything else I write.

I close my eyes,
And listen to the static,
Raindrops on the roof,
Of my car, and I wonder,
Is the sun still shining,
Where you are?

My mind wanders,
Just for a moment,
In the driver’s seat,
Behind the wheel.

Not long ago,
I set foot, off the train,
Back home. It’s rained,
Ever since that day.
I sometimes think,
That town may be
Washed away.

Turn the key,
Ignition, the engine
Turns over, and I shift,
Into drive.

Some nights, I lie,
Awake, and imagine,
You beside me,
A slanted roof above our heads,
As we try to sleep,
One stormy night.

Close my eyes,
Once again. Just this,
Time I fall asleep.
As it rains outside.

-Yeah, this one is kind of strange. First off, I couldn't think of anything to title it, without the word "rain" in it. I write about the rain enough as it is. There's something about rain. You can put any sort of emotion to rain, and it intensifies it. Sorrow, a solemn, stormy night. Tension, a hunter, stalking his or her prey through the shadows, the rain intensifying the tension, and setting a dark mood. Happiness, a renewing, cleansing, cathartic rain, where someone can let go, or two lovers finally kiss.

You can do anything with it.

Second, I messed around, and made it kind of story like. I also broke up the sentences, so it sounds strange when you say it. Well, most of my stuff has a sort of broken tempo.

That's about the extent of it.

--Matt

"So Sure"

My greatest fear,
Is that I might never live,
Or just live to die alone.
But you make me feel so at home,
Make me feel so alive.
So please don’t go,
And I won’t walk away.
Though I’m easily scared,
And you’re so afraid.
We find that peace of mind,
And need not tremble,
So sure that we can survive.
So sure we can live through the night,
Even with the raging storm outside.
The mighty sea can’t even sweep,
The ground out from beneath our feet.
Tonight I walk the streets alone,
And I long to let my shoes carry me home.


-I think I like it. I'm not sure yet. I like a lot of it.

I'm really tired.

--Matt

"Home"

Set foot, back in my hometown,
Anxiety lifts from my weary shoulders.
Nine hours on a train,
Nine hours to contemplate.
Am I going home,
Or am I leaving?

I walk to town,
Under the florescent glow,
Of the streetlights.
‘Cause the sun,
Wants to shine on you,
That’s okay.

The sky glows grey,
With the sun’s last rays.
And the streets,
Are all empty.
As I meander
Through the alleys.

“You just want,
To get out,
When you’ve been here,
Your whole life.”
He says to me,
I agree.

I hang my head,
I couldn’t find Dylan.
But there Was Aaron.
I listened while he sang,
In a hoarse, almost whisper.
That rose to a yell.

I want to go home.
To go to her,
And fall into those,
Outstretched arms.

-Meh...I kind of lost my vigor towards the end. I might come back and re-write the last two verses of it. I like the rest a lot though.

--Matt

"Long Night, Long Island"

And it rained on you and me,
as we sat on the beach,
the steady static made by
the crashing of the waves.
The coast held us close
as we embraced.

The fireworks burned through,
the misty night as you,
wrapped me up tight,
when I couldn't, hold myself
together.

That night I got drunk,
off your energy and the heat,
of your fragile body
as you lay next to me.