One day in my life,
I’m gonna take you back to where it all began,
When I get better, you better watch out for the ghost of christmas past, he’s gonna haunt your house.
One day in my life,
I’m gonna take you back to when time began,
To when you began your role,
To when the stars lit up and then went out,
To when the darkness consumed my soul.
It’s because of you,
I have no doubt,
That one day, I’m gonna want out.
It’s because of you that I bear these scars, on my mind and my soul,
You put them there when you were not whole.
That’s why one day in my life,
I’m gonna forgive ya for all you’ve said and done,
For blowing out all the stars and my sun.
One day in this life,
One way or another,
We’re gonna be back together,
And that’s gonna be the one day in this life,
That I’m gonna get better, and I’m gonna show you my forever,
My painful forever,
So never say never,
To that one day in your life.
A poem by Thomas George
Wax And Clouds
Coming In 2015!
Wax and Clouds are not magical, but the people or materials that mix with them can be.
Alex, a 17 year old boy dreams about candles. He finds clues that link him to a mysterious candle shop.
Willow discovers that her dad works for an organization that wants to kill a man that works in a candle shop.
Alex and Willow end up in the same place and end up befriending the candle shop owner, Mr Wick.
It soon becomes clear though, that they can’t trust him or each other, not until a cryptic riddle is solved.
More Info Coming Soon…
Tags: hero, short story, story, war, war story
He saved us. He saved us all from that kid that was running towards us with a backpack filled with explosives. The Afghan scum had trained and brainwashed this kid to give up his life to kill a mere 30 soldiers on convoy. The boy didn’t succeed. For some reason he shouted in an unknown language at us. He began to cry, as if we should feel sorry for his people. He took off his backpack and threw it as far away form us as he could. We figured that it must be a long range bomb. We all ducked as we waited for it to explode. As it hit the ground, it began to smoke. Our Sergeant ran from cover and onto unknown territory, towards the smoking backpack to detonate it. He nearly died out there, even though he was still a long distance from it to take his shot. The force of the explosion was enough to send him jolting to the ground. We ran up to him in the misty smoke, to find that he was OK. He smiled at us and we thanked him for saving our lives.
We had to leave the scene quickly, as a group of armed Afghan men were running in our direction. I picked up our sergeant and carried him over my shoulder until we reached on of our trucks. I then placed him in the back of it, as gently as possible. He was slightly wounded, but his injuries didn’t seem life threatening. We left and headed straight back to camp. Read the rest of this entry »
In 2010, I discovered a way of life that seemed to fit me. It was called Spirituality. It was a form of non religious spirituality. i would find myself meditating, spreading inspirational quotes and feeling good about the world. My favourite thing about this way of life was discovering songs that expressed how I felt.
In 2012 my faith in this way of life was challenged by a betrayal by one of my friends. It made my social anxiety increase even more than it had always been.
In 2013 a family break up destroyed all my faith in Spirituality. I now struggle to see any truth in the spiritual way of life whatsoever. I don’t even know whether to believe in the afterlife anymore. i began to suffer from a mild form of Depression that slowly got worse. Read the rest of this entry »
Dear My Loyal Friends,
You are probably getting bored of me saying that I am a new man every year. Year after year, I struggle to become who I want to be. Well this is the year it all changes.
When I was at school, I could never be who I wanted to be. I would have got bullied for liking things that I like, enjoying hobbies that I enjoy and being who I want to be. In the last 3years, I have really come out of my shell and opened up to the world about some of the things that make up me. I shared my love of writing, my obsessions over certain TV shows, and my strong commitment to raise awareness of equality for all, regardless of who they are.
Last year, I even started to open up about the state of my Mental Health. Some accepted me and supported me, others ignored me and blocked me from their lives. I am truly thankful for those that have stuck by me. I am not going to promise you that I am just going to be a better, well man overnight. It will take time for me to be truly happy, especially as i have now come to realise that I have never had true happiness about who I am. I am starting the long process of finding myself though. Read the rest of this entry »
“Your darkest day was not when you put an end to the Time War, Doctor. Your darkest day came much later than that. Do you remember, Doctor? Do you remember those 100 years? In those 100 years, you were no longer a director, a master of time and space. How could you be, without your TARDIS, your beloved blue box? You spent 100 of your Time lord years as something you feared most. You were no longer a traveler. You were now just a bystander, a companion to the most feared being in the universe. He was more feared than The Master himself. He was feared even more than you, Doctor. He was half Time Lord, half Human. His name, The Half-One.”
Tags: equalty, family values, human rights, My Life
I grew up thinking that it was normal to do what everybody else does. It was considered normal to leave school, get a job, meet a girl, get married, and have children. I even thought that this kind of lifestyle was for me. I dreamed of meeting the right girl, but I soon noticed that his wasn’t as easy for me to do than it is for everyone else. I am about to share a secret with you all. I have never been in a romantic relationship. At first this was due to rejection. The only chance I thought I had with anyone, happened in primary school. I defended a girl who was getting bullied by some other school children. That whole lunchtime, we ran around playing, and even held hands.
The next time I saw that girl was in assembly. She was in the year below me. I smiled and waved at her. After a few nudges by her friends, she stuck her tongue out at me and laughed along with her friends. That humiliation was enough to put me off for the time being.
I never really gained any confidence after that. Girls would constantly mock me, and tell me how ugly I was, and how I looked like an alien. And my friends always mocked me for being a reject too. Not all of my friends did this, and those that did thought it was just harmless fun. But what you don’t understand as a bully, is that this happens pretty much everyday tot the kid you make fun of. If it doesn’t happen by that bully, it will happen by another one.
In primary school, I didn’t have many friends, and those I did have never spent much time with me. The closest thing to a best friend that I had in primary school, always liked to start fights with me. When I finally stood up for myself, I was the one that got in trouble for it. Read the rest of this entry »
Tags: decision, family, friends
I have made a decision. This is the hardest decision that I have ever had to make. I have now just simply disowned my family, and re-owned them as friends. That is all they are to me now, best friends.
I have decided that it is best this way, as then it shouldn’t matter who falls out with who. As it is up to them. I just don’t want to be a part of it. So nobody is going to drag me into their chaotic lives any more.
I have also made an extremely hard decision to just put my entire childhood to the back of my mind. Nobody wants to share those memories any more, so it is the only choice I have. Don’t get me wrong, I have had some amazing times as a child with my entire family, but I can no longer share those memories with any of them, as it is just too heartbreaking. So as well as not having a family any more, I now do not have a childhood to remember.
It is so heartbreaking to think this way, but it is the only way to get me on the road to recovery from my depression. Yes it may seem unhealthy to oppress my entire childhood to the back of my mind, but it is the only choice I have left. If I don’t do this, I will end up pushing myself into an early grave. So please respect my decision. Although I no longer have a family, I have my now ex-family as best friends.