Its been quite some time since I cried to an anime, but my god Angel Beats!! is probably one of the best animes i've ever seen.

Funny, Good Action, great soundtrack, and a beautiful ending.

If you havnt seen it I recommend you go download it right now!

So I had one of those dreams, where everything feels so real, you know like you walk up to someone and touch their face. And it feels like a face,
Being a Psychology major I can assume its most likely because our mind knows what a face feels like, but I cant help but think, if a dream could feel so real couldnt reality just be a big dream. That right now im in a comma, or asleep, that at any moment i could wake up and the whole life that i lived was 8 hours of sleep or a five minute nap to someone else. I know the whole Matrix thing has been beaten to death with a stick but i cant help but let my mind wander.

Any who its just a thought, I'm gonna try to get some more sleep night. .........Z Z Z Z

If my dreams could be but reality
Then this life would be so much more bearable
But alas such a thing is impossible
And in its thinking insanity is all that follows
To dwell on such things is rust to the sane mind
But why can i not stop thinking
Of these dreams of mine
So warm, a light in the darkness
A fictional paradise
An Eden
The Holy Grail
Unattainable are these things
In a reality such as ours
But we still strive for them
For something that’s just out of our reach
So far away
This reality of mine

Did you find what you were looking for?
Was it all that you had hoped?
Is it truly that amazing?
This place called Heaven.
How could you know
You are dead
And the dead shall not speak
The dead shall not think
Such secerets are best not known
To those in life, death shall keep silent
Let your curiosity sleep.

Copyright
RedColaredWolf

It's Been a long while, I just got done moving out to orem utah so far its a beautiful place. Trying to find a job at the moment, any who I'm Uploading a song/poem that poped into my head the other day and I thought it merited some attention.

what do you want with me
a forgotten soul of the past
another leaf on the winter wind
my voice is to only be heard by those
on their bed of death
a soul as beautiful as yours
sun to the melting snow of silence
should not be hearing the voice of a ghost

funny how the ones that should not listen
hear the words no one listens to
the words of sorrow and breath of ice
my voice will wither a rose such as you
so do not come closer forget what you heard
let my image fade from your mind like a stranger in the fog
for i want the day to be perfect

[when i come for your soul
for it is the one pure soul left
in this world of rot
torrment its only end]

can you do this for me
can you forget
can you leave it be
can you resist the thrist for water
a rose whose roots are so dry

pushing past the crowd
not wanting to lose sight
your thorns hurting
the inocent of your life

can you step away from the ledge
can you drop the knife
can you loosen the noose
can you wait one more night

[when i come for your soul
for it is the one pure soul left
in this world of rot
torrment its only end]

if this promise you can keep
if in the winter cold you can sleep
if the rose can stay the frost
if my words your heart not rust
and if tears stay
behind the dam of pride
even through the floods of pain
then,

when i come for your soul
the last pure soul
i will not come bearing ill tide
your sin not hide
my hand be your freedom
firm be your grasp

but until that time
hold on tight
let thy river flow free
and life be
but a happy memmory

your soul a beacon on this ocean
for all the rot to see
a rose in the weeds of life
your death shall be the painless

Hello all, as the header states it has begun. With work, school, and life in general I have found it hard to do anything labled under "Free Time" but all of that ends tonight(today). I hope to have my novel up on the site before New Years, to pass the time I will try to have a poem up every week for our enjoyment, your reading equals my practice. With that i leave you with this weeks poem.

No moon tonight
No loving light
The wolf is there
But black covers white
So he remains hidden
Out of sight
Your dreams will remain empty this night
With no white wolf to roam them

Sleep tight