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Life Will Always Fight by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Life Will Always Fight

I hear them thundering through my ears and marching though my soul In time with my pulse and the rythm of my goals Songs and stories that have not changed since their first telling whisper through my ears Anchoring me to the past and teaching me of a Culture I have never had revealed With a hammer in one hand and a shield in the other I take my place in their Van Voice and Spirit screaming forth A single speck of life shining brightly against the night A thousand specks brought together blaze with an inferno We are as one, forever more For when one man is not enough His Brother's will step forward to drag him safe out of the rough

Henbane Doesn't Have To Mean Afraid by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Henbane Doesn't Have To Mean Afraid

I feel the metal pumping in my head To the time of the nightshade in my heart I feel the metal pumping in my head Like the wolfsbane thats been in me from the start So I feel the metal in my fingertips Itching to come sliding out I want to dose you with a drop of my corrupted blood So that I'll know you'll allways need another flood I feel the metal echoeing in my bones Snaking out of me with a belladona's ring I feel the metal beating my fists Slamming into me, slamming into you, slamming into us It kicks its way into our hearts drumming us along to the beat of a chaotic swirl The snakeweed growing from my lips Worms its way into your

Word of the Day by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Word of the Day

dóchas is my word for the day A word of meaning A word of history A word that holds connotations I dare not even dream of dóchas is my word for the day I swirl it around on my tongue like a fine wine It tingles my lips my pop rocks and coke It sits in my stomach like a good steak dóchas is my word for the day My latest attempt to find a connection to my ancestors My latest attempt to question the worth of painful possibilities My latest attempt to quiet the screaming voices of irrationality dóchas is my word for the day It scares me to the marrow Rooting me to this spot Compelling me to flee dóchas is my word fo

Punk Rock And Possibilities by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Punk Rock And Possibilities

I met a girl, shes making me feel I met a girl, shes making me fear I met a girl, shes making me tear I met a girl, shes making me hope Shes making me hope Shes making me hope The memory fly's through my head Shot from a bullet of existential nonsense Opens up old wounds, reminds us why we flew All I feel is the pain of hope I met a girl And I just don't know I met a girl and I can't figure out whether to hope I met a girl and I want to know I met a girl and I just want to overthrow Years ago the process started When I was barred from the process started Is it possible now To find that devil that I ran aground Is that evil insi

I am the borderman by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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I am the borderman

as the music flows through my veins I hear the voice of hope echo through this place The woman I used to wish was my mother Serenading me with cultural flutter I turn my face to a being that I've never seen I ask for hope and peace, oh please I am the borderman I am the last of Malkier I am the borderman I say "peace" like its a talisman The ululating cries of the horde They circle me and threaten to overthrow This small place of hope I have built Why can't I find the balm to their anger Why can't I find the rudder to weather this storm I am the borderman I am the last of Malkier I am the borderman I whisper "peace" and clin

Up or Down? by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Up or Down?

I'm crawling down Or maybe its up All I know is that the flesh of my hands Has been sacrificed to the altar of this wall There is a weight Strapped inside of me I don't remember putting it there Must have been sedated for the surgery How come my, emotions How come my, compulsions How come my, Leanan Sidhe HAS TAKEN ME WHY! Can't you leave me alone WHY! Do you find me alone WHY! can't you come when I'm ready to leave this place How come you never visit me When my sadness seems to flee How come we never share a meal When I'm grinning ear to ear Is it your fault That I'm so Caught Is it your fault That my hands are bleeding WHY! Can't

The Nuance of The Soundwaves by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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The Nuance of The Soundwaves

I feel the nuace in the sound waves hitting me like something fae Its feels old it feels so new baby all I know is its coming from you I feel the tone in your voice makes my hair stand up and rejoice Been so dark round here lately But I'm scared that I'm out of a safety I feel the nuance of the sound waves Hitting me from, outer space I feel Ms. Moon touching my face The only comfort that I've ever embraced Only things I've ever had Only things that ever stayed Were things that never made much sense And things that so little essence And so I feel the nuance of the sound waves Hitting me from my own voice Rebounding off these wooden wal

Dreams Of A Better Past by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Dreams Of A Better Past

I am enthralled by the echoes of my past Figures and spectres of former lives Stories and memories of family members fallen, playing through my mind I seem them walk before me in their ones and twos Desired and beloved, like prizes rightly won I feel a cutlass slap my hip dangling from my side I feel a dragoon in my hand as the lever finishes its slide I taste the tobacco on my lips with an inward sigh I dream of days long past Bathed in blood and lost in time I dream of being lost in a simpler mind And yet I know that in reality it wouldn't be as fine Yet I dream this dream of mine Wishing for a day where I could be free of the pla

If I Could Warn Myself by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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If I Could Warn Myself

When I was younger I had orange and green flowing through my viens When I was younger I would, swear by Collins name When I was younger I thought I was Bane When I was younger I, thought I was lame I would hide hide myself behind my pages I would shield myself in my phrases I would call out to anything that was listening I would look up at the stars and pray for ages When I younger I had a plan When I was younger everything seemed to have a place When I was younger I thought that my dreams were something I could attain When I was younger I had hope for the human race And now I wake up in the morning to the ringing in my head The fir

It's Not Your Normal Relationship by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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It's Not Your Normal Relationship

I've got a problem in my head Its in my soul, its in my bed I see it in my minds eye I just can't see it with my true eyes I don't know your name And I can't see your face I just know that your there I just know that I'm scared I was walking down the street And I felt you behind me I turned around and spied Nothing but empty air behind I wonder to myself If I were to see your face Would I finally understand Why its me you try to chase Cause its all I got in me To make another bend of my knee And its all I got in me To make anything but you, what I see And I just don't know your name But I see the scars you can't let fade And I

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Life Will Always Fight by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Life Will Always Fight

Henbane Doesn't Have To Mean Afraid by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Henbane Doesn't Have To Mean Afraid

Word of the Day by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Word of the Day

Punk Rock And Possibilities by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Punk Rock And Possibilities

I am the borderman by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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I am the borderman

Up or Down? by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Up or Down?

The Nuance of The Soundwaves by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Dreams Of A Better Past by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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Dreams Of A Better Past

If I Could Warn Myself by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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It's Not Your Normal Relationship by ookami-no-getsuei, literature

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It's Not Your Normal Relationship

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Mango Sunrise, Yankee Candle Co. by OnyxElm, literature

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Mango Sunrise, Yankee Candle Co.

they never stay in frames or letters or songs or boxes. I look out the window for a second too long and they’re slipping into the room like smoke—burning burning. year-old jokes crawl out of closets and drawers. late-night conversations I thought I forgot spin across the room (they swirl in frenetic circles around me). * I tried to read a book today, but the burning candle smelled like that day we got snowed-in and made ramen stir-fry and fell asleep watching Beetlejuice, and I couldn’t keep my eyes on the page. (Mango Sunrise, Yankee Candle Co.) * last night we talked about it. our glimmering eyes laughed over the

Windows by OnyxElm, literature

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Windows

I keep thinking about ducks chasing breadcrumbs and pink-rimmed clouds floating over the sea. I want to run away. There’s a small town by a small beach, about six hours from where I am. I remember driving there with my dad one January on a surprise birthday trip. We stayed at The Hampton Inn, and in the mornings I could walk to the window and look at the seagulls on the pier below me. I can look out the window where I am now, but it’s just small cars driving in the dark. I don’t know how people deal with being this alone. ~LEM

my closet doesn't have wifi by OnyxElm, literature

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my closet doesn't have wifi

I don’t think messages in bottles ever get anywhere and I don’t think wishes on stars ever work and every time I catch a firefly it dies and dandelions are too pretty to be weeds so stop arguing about it and I’ve never looked at the moon and not thought it was beautiful and nothing will ever compare to your ten-second hugs and my biggest regret is forgetting to put my glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling before we moved and I can’t believe you came into the room the other day when I thought you were gone and I was still crying but you didn’t see and now the internet has stopped working so I’m just playing

crystals and toes by OnyxElm, literature

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crystals and toes

I’m holding a handful of crystals; my hands are getting cut. Certain words burn the bottom of my feet like too-hot sand. I’m moving though rushes and reeds. I dream that my hair is long again and we are laughing over a plate of assorted cheeses. I wake up because I can’t sleep through the sounds of you leaving. (Quiet drawers opening and the beeping of a coffee pot.) And people aren’t windows or rocks or sidewalk cracks. Think of rising dough and crisp ribbons tied in bows and the scratch in your throat when you swallow sea-water. Think of roaming lights and forgotten pencil sketches in pant’s pockets. I wish I

I can't remember all the words by OnyxElm, literature

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I can't remember all the words

That song from three months ago is in my head and I hurry to the bathroom to hum the chorus because I don’t want anyone to hear. It’s the song about small hands shaking and learning to forget because it’s easier and I can’t remember all the words but I can hear the tremulous gray voice floating in my head. I remember the day I heard it. I remember lying on my stomach on my blue blanket as it grew dusky outside and I tried not to be sad because I thought that day was goodbye. It wasn’t. Today is goodbye. I am finally giving up, like you did sometime in this last month of silence and awkward almost-conversations

We by underorion, literature

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We

This instance of you is a star born from my heart and I'm breathing you out breathing you in we are one and nothing can break that change it shake us we are one and our castle is strong we belong here we are fire and ink sky and storm gold and silver like the ring I slipped on your finger when I asked you to be mine we are one, and we're twined all together like a vine growing wrapped round a tree you hold me up lift me to the sun and I give you the closeness you need no one else sees the tears that are the colour of your eyes when I kiss them away

Small Outrages by underorion, literature

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Small Outrages

your eyes are the colour of my tears when he's thinking about it I can see the thought as he thinks it wanting to lean in and kiss you and my skin sets aflame and my hackles raise I am trying not to leap and, angry at my own anger trying not to cry and let go of tears the colour of your eyes this has happened before so many times the back and forth the to and fro and each time, treating the other like they do not have worth: what is friendship? I think he has forgotten he has had his chance with each of us; but we are each the other's, through and through (no to and fro here anymore; we have learned, and we know) this will fall (I am clo

gold and grey and Scarlet by underorion, literature

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gold and grey and Scarlet

I am feeling and feeling and feeling so many nameless things so many unanswered questions blue spiderwebs etched into my hands black rebar wrapped around my waist holding me up grey fur rippling from my soul's skin I am wondering personified and I don't know how to say the things I'm thinking the things I'm speaking and calling pretend the paths I want to walk yet still don't understand and I am feeling my skin crawl human skin, so much less comforting than the inner dream of soft pelt and inky paws here where I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm lost I am wishing for the ones that I know, who don't exist but make my heart ache for them and I'm waiting

Bloodstream by OnyxElm, literature

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Bloodstream

people seem nicer look prettier i’m doing things i shouldn’t be saying things i shouldn’t be my hands are shaking they’re picking up the phone i love yous burn through my veins and come out my fingers (they can’t be stopped) feelings uncover themselves and crawl up behind my eyes and i’m sitting on the bathroom floor the faucet’s running so no one hears i called you and told you how i really feel question: is this from alcohol or loneliness? ~LEM

Colors by OnyxElm, literature

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Colors

I tried to wear red today. I thought of holly berries and starburst wrappers and my cheeks when my sister pinches them because “you need some color! Look alive!” So I went out and I wore a sweater I’d forgotten in the back of my closet and I thought, you know, this isn’t so bad. **** My roommate says I’m a very observant person. I notice oddly shaped buttons on other people’s blouses and the overly-shiny tendency of sorority-girls’ fingernails. And they say you can see your nose all of the time but your brain decides to tune it out, which I guess happens with lots of other things too. But I see m

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About ookami-no-getsuei

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Updated 12-1-2017 12:08 PM CST

It has been a few years since I have updated this, and I think its about time to do that. I'm Alexander(Alex, Red, Thor, Thornado, Thunder, Nemo, etc) and I love art in all its forms. I have been through my share of hell and a lot of my work reflects the hell I have either been through or am currently walking through. I am in the process of redefining who I am as a human being an as a Man. Doing a lot of research and getting back into my Stoic and Existential roots (Always up for a good discussion on philosophy or psychology by the way.)

My avatar is a pic of the horse head nebula as captured by the hubble space telescope for any of you that were wondering (i wuvs space, physics, and astronomy)

ever wanna talk bout anything simply send me a note I'm more than happy to listen. I know difference between wanting to talk to someone and not having anyone to talk to...its not a distinction I think people should half to learn. and as such I'm here to listen and if you so choose advise.

Current Residence: Tennessee, USA
Favourite genre of music: Metal/ traditional music of any nationality
Personal Quote: "In order to tell my story, first I too must tell the story of another" ~The Consul~

Favourite Visual Artist

J.M.W. Turner

Favourite Movies

Hunger, Fight Club, American Physco, Tim Burton's Batman Movies, The Crow

Favourite TV Shows

The Big Bang Theory, Fraiser, Becker, Dual Survival, Through the Wormhole, Dr.Who, The Universe with Steven Hawking

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Nosey Flynn,the Dubliners, The Clancy Brothers,Motion City Sondtrack, The Offspring, David Nail, Staind,Sublime, Rise Against, Maritime, Gustav Mahler

Favourite Books

The novels of Sandtiger and Del, The Caliban novels, Night Angel Trilogy, anything by John Ringo

Favourite Writers

Bobby Sands,Hawthorne,robert frost,ralph compton,Poe,Luis L'Amour, Walt Whitman,John Clare, Yeats, Dan Simmons

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS4 (SONY MASTAH RACE!!!!)

Other Interests

space, physics, anthromorphs,and anything that people say doesn't exist like dragons

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Jul 5, 2016

Ups And Downs And Emotional Existentialism

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whew...so for a long time I thought that I was a sociopath. I went years without feeling anything. My therapist and I have been working on that. Over the last year I have fallen to the depths of depression and back. I am an adult. And I am just now learning how to cope with emotion. I watched the BFG over the weekend and I cried. Not sobby crying (don't know if I've ever done that actually...) but there were a few tears...most I've had flow out in a long time...fuck I'm tearing up just writing this. Its just this whole new thing.  I don't even know how normal people function because I keep having these moods swings and while it has been an ex

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Mar 6, 2016

The Body of Betrayl

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Not sure if anyone reads these anymore.I suppose this has becoke a sort of diary for me. In any case. I have to go back to the doctor soon. Perhaps back to the hospital *shiver* I hate hospitals. Spent to kuch time in and out of them when I was younger I guess... I've been pretty sick recently. Some kind of GI thing. Everything I eat makes me nauseous and if I dont eat very bland food it causes intense pain. On the bright side its made loosing weight easier....anyway I am still alive. Got a promotion at work. Got shafted by the irs because my w4 was filled out wrong. The shakes have come back. Make me scared for parkinsons like grandaddy....p

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Nov 29, 2015

Lonliness leads to poor choices?

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Lonely, slightly drunk, possibly high off of a mix of rum and anti-depressants I responded to adds on craiglist from woman looking for boyfriends...*insert facepalm here...* I even posted one under the m4w....I am literally hitting my head against my desk right now... welp so thats a thing now on the other hand it could lead to a fulfilling and wonderful relationship right? right?

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TeaganRat

Thank you for the favourite, it means a lot. *hug*

WardenMamaBear

Thank you for the fave!!
Much appreciated!

OnyxElm

Thanks for the fave!: )

Don't thank me just yet. I am sure after a while my name in your notifications box will become an annoyance

I have a feeling I will favorite more than you expect in the future owo

OnyxElm

Hahaha I am incredibly flattered and let me assure you I will never ever be annoyed at seeing a notification! I'm just delighted that someone is able to enjoy my writing.

Novelwrite

Aug 21, 2015

Thanks for the fave.

It's a macabre work, certainly, but I like a bit of the macabre, don't you?