Saturday, June 27, 2009

Y's life story

I walked through life, head down, unseen,
straying from the path and hiding away,
I stepped cautiously, kept my face well turned,
so the world would ne'er recognise mine features.
I played all alone, my friends were there... and yet not,
they kept me company though I longed for more.

I paced outside the room, awaiting my fate,
detention, suspension... dare I say it, exclusion.
Cast away again, and again, the loner, the lost.
For fear of the masses he huddled in the corner,
hoping and praying that someone would help him.

I walked through life, head down, unseen,
'till I tripped and fell, pulling a young lass down with me.
Stammering a s-s-sorry, I helped her back up.
Averting my eyes, mine face was all warm,
a feeling I'd not felt at all came to pass.

Was this... hope?
She let me sit with her friends, and we talked.
And we laughed, and we played and we danced.
And my friends were there, and real.
I had longed for so long, and here was I,
included and wanted, a loner no more?

But good things come to an end, my friends.
For come one fateful day, when the sun shone bright
in a clear blue sky, not a cloud in sight.
How ironic, that the worst of things happen
on such a beautiful day, fair and sweet... like her.

For as I rode my little bicycle on the gravel paved street,
Going quite faster that I ought to have done.
For I was a-racing to catch up to her, to get ice-cream...
When a lorry, a truck, an automobile, I know not what.
Shot out of the shadows and plowed down the road.
With a screech and a bang, I did fly through the air.
my last thought and last sight was her.

So I sit, all alone, tapping once, twice,
three times total, on a slate at my feet.
I hear them whisper, I'm blind not deaf.
I hear their stories, of abuse and betrayal,
of God's Will and Devil's plunder.
They know not what I have learnt and lived by.

"Goodnight, gorgeous." I tap my cane,
and turning to stride down the street.
Crisp night air be damned.
Though she may not know it,
I'll love her forever even if SHE is blind to ME.


It kind of follows on from my blind guy conversation... like... a backstory... y'know?

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, for the love of Merlin, Tell me what you think!! gaaah.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Dear Diary...

Just a little something I thought up while waiting for my fish to cook.

Please comment. :D


Dear Diary. Its always the same. Dear Diary… I had a bad day at school. Dear Diary, I fucked my best friends’ ex/current gf/bf/both. Dear Diary THIS, Dear Diary THAT. Me me me me me! Why is it never:

Dear Diary, how are you today? FUCKIN’ TERRIBLE, YOU GODDAMNED NOOB! I get shit written in me all day every day, its horrible reading material. I’ve been recycled so many times, I can’t remember the last time I had a good lay! Well, that sounds like you’re really stressed Diary, have you tried acupuncture? Are you retarded? Haven’t you seen Chamber of Secrets? I mean the movie, not the mother-fuckin’ arrogant little shite of a book. You saw what happened to the Diary entity in that movie, yeah? DON’T FUCKIN’ STAB BOOKS, you weirdo! So, how’d you become a diary, Diary? Jesus effing Christ, lad! My name is Morris! Stop calling me by my job description! Do people go around calling you by yours, you fuckin’ two bit whore… actually never mind. Well that was way uncalled for! Fuck you! I got into this to pay the mortgage off, and when I got home after a long sappy, teenage angsty week, I find my wife has run off with a textbook! Bitch of a day planner she was. “Taking one day at a time!” and taking my heart and soul with her the fuckin’ cunt. You better stop cussing, Mister, or I’ll … I’ll… What? Erase me? Burn me? Rip me? GO AHEAD! DO IT! You’re talking to a fudging Diary, for crying out loud!

THAT’S why its never like that. They talk at us, we don’t talk back. Goddamn bastards wouldn’t be able to cope if their ‘best friend’ decided to answer a question they posed. Damned wannabe martyrs, always bitching about how bad life is… how’d they like it if I scribbled my problems onto them, huh? HUH?! HOW’D YOU LIKE IT?!


Good, bad, insane? Yes, no, maybe?

Help a penniless writer out here! :O

Philosphical humor

If anyone knew me way back in the day with my "first" Myspace account, ((prior to Feb '08)), then they might remember an article in my blog called "Today's Wise Words from Kieran". Basically, yours truly would rack his brain for unique original philosophical statements and insert as much humour as he could into it. Therefore, I give you my list, that I have dredged up from trawling through the old computer at 2am when I REALLY should be sleeping... because I have to get up for work in less than three hours.
But I digress, Befor we get ON WITH IT, I'm also putting an explanation under the lines, for the really lazy sods that can't be bothered deciphering my humour. :D

Today's Wise Words from Kieran

"Don't be an apple in a room full of pairs."
Ever heard of the 'Third Wheel'? Yeah, now, ever sat in a room filled with couples while you yourself are single? Feel very... very left out. :(

"Be wary of banana's that split both ways."
Be very careful what you say around people, especially if you have no knowledge as to their sexuality...

"Researching is realizing what is accurate, inaccurate and Wikipedia."
Fairly straight forward here: Don't trust Wiki... ever.

"If you can't be honest, what can you be?"
Answer: lawyer/politician/salesman

"Seek and ye shall find, ask and ye shall recieve, curse and ye shall be prosecuted."
Even if you kick your ingrown toenail in church, you still have no excuse to yell "F**K" really loudly over the sermon...

"With great depression, comes great loss of inhibitions, remember that emo-kid, remember that."
Miserable and watching Spiderman after being dumped. Pretty good for the creative mind I must say. :P

"Hitting someone with a fowl does not constitute exclusion from your elder kin."
John. Big Brother AU. 'o6 (I think). Turkey Slap. Need I say more? Google it.

"If your hand is caught in a cookie jar, then your greed exceeds your grasp."
Not sure where or when I picked this up, but it stuck with me. The jar, that is *beats on desk*.

"Stupidity should hurt, and on a long enough timeline, it does."
Karma, it always comes back to bite you in the ass... or anywhere else it can reach.

"Don't shout at those who can't hear you."
If you need this explained... then go stand in the corner and count to five billion.
Also: don't shout at deaf people.

"Talking slower doesn't mean you'll be understood."
Ever seen ignorant folk talking to tourists? They speak so slowly it makes you want to pop 'em in the face.

"Too many cooks may spoil the broth, but we aren't cooking broth."
Some people try to get out of helping out with that phrase. I countered it. :D
Broth is a form of soup, by the by.

"The only hearts I'll ever have, are those made out of confectionary, for they can not hurt me."
Well...not much, anyways. Miserable at the time. Rejected. Cheated on. *shrugs* I got used to it. It still hurt though. MOOOOVING right along.

"If your hopes and dreams have been crushed, then it's time to quit guard duty at the Zoo."
Elephants crush people, didja know?

"Look lively, avoid being mistaken for sleeping."
Don't sit around looking dull, get active and bouncy :D

"Live freely, hold nothing apart and enjoy your surroundings."
i.e: happy-go-lucky :D

"If you say 'lol' in real life, its time to hit the road."
Seriously, learn to laugh again, its not that dangerous. Its actually quite a good medication, so I hear.

"Everybody seems normal until they make a movement."
Don't judge a book by its cover... wait until its finished dancing the cha-cha, at least.

And, thats it. PLEASE, comment on it. The few I have get very lonely at night :O