Here I am sitting
In the early night
Sleepless
I'm waiting for sleep to find me
Or what if it already has?
Is this a dream?
Or a dream within a dream?
Or am I just sleepless?
I am sitting here
Thinking
Thinking hard
Trying to get myself sleepy
Thinking about life
What is life?
What is dream?
So many thoughts
Why can't I sleep?
Hello.
Can you see me?
I am sitting in the corner.
I have been sitting here for a while.
Do you recognize me?
I am the girl you ignore.
Hello.
Can you hear me?
I am sitting in the corner.
Ice, ice, dripping
Down, down eath the dripping is sipping
Blow, blow gentle breeze
Over the land that freeze
Warm, warm the ground
Hear the dripping sound
Feel, feel, feel the heat
Spring's final step is complete
Welcome to my wonderland by Nightmare-Meadow, literature
Literature
Welcome to my wonderland
If you can,
lend me a hand.
I want to want to wake up.
Am I traped in a tea cup?
Tea with the flavour lime,
We are running out of time.
Time is running out like sand,
welcome to my wonderland~
Something caught my eye at the horizon line,
with its glory and gracefull shine.
With its crazy colour suit,
gives me tastes of mixed fruit.
The first element is sun,
its gentle shine make you want to go out and have fun.
Thought were all feeling pain,
every rainbow need a bit of rain~!
Midnight creatures by Nightmare-Meadow, literature
Literature
Midnight creatures
~Midnight~
How well do you know your city?
How well do you know your street?
Of those things that walks around in secret,
or only show up in your dreams.
The moon is like an eye, high up in the sky.
Nobody knows happen when its midnight...
A little girl were running at the side of a river, her blonde curls that reacher her shoulders were bouncing and shone like golden in the evening sun. The White dress swung from side to side over her thin legs with light blue knee socks. In her hand was two baby pink baloons. Her sky blue eyes reflected her happiness, her lips parted in a childish laugh. Her name was Rebecca Lewis and she enjoyed the lovly summer day. She waved to people in the boat in the river, tourists with their cameras swinging around their necks were waving back with warm smiles, yes, it was a beautiful day in London.
Rebecca didn't see the big stone in the
Here I am sitting
In the early night
Sleepless
I'm waiting for sleep to find me
Or what if it already has?
Is this a dream?
Or a dream within a dream?
Or am I just sleepless?
I am sitting here
Thinking
Thinking hard
Trying to get myself sleepy
Thinking about life
What is life?
What is dream?
So many thoughts
Why can't I sleep?
Hello.
Can you see me?
I am sitting in the corner.
I have been sitting here for a while.
Do you recognize me?
I am the girl you ignore.
Hello.
Can you hear me?
I am sitting in the corner.
Ice, ice, dripping
Down, down eath the dripping is sipping
Blow, blow gentle breeze
Over the land that freeze
Warm, warm the ground
Hear the dripping sound
Feel, feel, feel the heat
Spring's final step is complete
Welcome to my wonderland by Nightmare-Meadow, literature
Literature
Welcome to my wonderland
If you can,
lend me a hand.
I want to want to wake up.
Am I traped in a tea cup?
Tea with the flavour lime,
We are running out of time.
Time is running out like sand,
welcome to my wonderland~
it was a cold night, colder than any other autumn night so far.
The village cemetery that was visible from the hill was light up by the pale moonlight.
a figure was digging a hole in the groud, diged to make a grave.
the cold earth was hard, normally a person would turn exhausted fast. but he was far away from
a 'normal person'. his pale hands skinny and almost as white as the moon, black eyes that looked concentrated on what he was doing. he did not have to wipe away any sweat, there couldn't come any sweat to wipe away.
in each side of his mouth, fangs, sharp as needles were placed. Children of the night. Vampires. and beside him wa