To Write

Here are some of the ideas I always wanted to write, but never got the time to. Some of them may seem familiar, so I'm going to throw them up here.

Nightmare Rising: A story I once wrote on The Nook. When people dream, their minds enter a world shared by the Dangoth, protector of the dreamworld, and the Yan, the bringer of nightmares. When one young boy falls asleep, his dreams prove to be the final tip in the balance of power. Will he side with the Dangoth, or the Yan? Will the dreamworld fall into darkness, or will it be saved from it?

Once Upon a Time: Another Nook story, involving the world of fairytales. Things have gone terrible wrong in the land of Once Upon a Time, and the creatures within have become twisted and broken. Happily Ever After no longer applies, and the once-paradise has become a wasteland where villains thrive and heroes weep. Is there any hope left, or are the days of peace numbered?

Save Yourself

I wrote this a while back. Short, depressingly dark, and different than my current state of mind. But it's still relevant and real.


It's a very sad world we live in,
Where people kill themselves,
Mothers smother their babies,
And families are torn apart.

Close to home though...
We're so happy in our world.
There's a lot of peace,
And beauty,
In all that we experience.
Or is there?
I'm not emo,
No doubt you might think so.
I'm merely realistic,
To the point of fatalism.
I like to take the truth,
Not lies.
And what I see...

It's so harsh when your friends
Whisper behind your back.
It's cold when the people you love
Hurt themselves in vain.
It's terrible to feel that deep
Jagged wound,
Straight into your very soul,
Stabbed in the back,
By the people you believed in.
You thought they would understand,
But they understood nothing.
You thought you understood,
But you understood nothing.
Ignorance is not innocence,
But Sin.
Yes, you might have loved me,
If you had known me.
If you'd have taken the time,
To walk through the deep rivers
Of my dreams and memories.
Yes, you might have...
But no, it's alright.
It was a dark river we were both
Swept down...
And it was either you or me,
One or the other would live.
But I'll let you know.
You chose to save yourself...
And I would have chose to save you too.