Dream

I have the same dream every night. About people who cry my name. And ask for my help. But I cannot speak. And when I walk towards them they get farther away. Still crying out my name for help. I desperately want to help these people. I cannot recognize any of these people. But I get the feeling inside that they are my loved ones. And in the dream I sometimes reach them, but the ground underneath me disappears. I scream as I fall into the blackness. As I am falling I can still hear the loved ones screaming for my help. I feeling as if all hope is gone. Falling through the darkness I turn around. And I see that I am about to come face to face with the ground. But before I do I wake with a jolt in my bed. I wake up at 2:00 a.m every night. I cannot fall asleep after I have dreamt this dream. But I am also to tired to leave bed. So I try to unravel the mysteries of this dream. To this day I still don't understand it.

I Walk Alone

I walk alone. I walk alone. In a place I call my own. The ground below shows the earth I once lived on. Sky is purple, black oblivion. The flashes in the night sky look like lighting. But there isn’t any thunder afterwords. I feel as if I am stuck in limbo space. With all these memories that feel so real. I feel as if I can touch them, but cannot. The memories are of my past loved ones that I once lived and walked along with. But now I walk alone with others that have nothing. They are black figures with no shape. Silently they walk past me in groups to form lines. I’m guessing those lines they get into lead to their passing on. I have nowhere to go for my afterlife. Will I be stuck in this nightmare forever? In this nightmare that I walk alone in there are tall, gray buildings that reach to the sky. With broken windows and in the windows many articles of clothing hang out. In the streets that I walk on there are no cars. There is garbage scattered everywhere I look. Anyone ever heard of a garbage can? I guess it does not really matter seeing as how these black figures just move on. I am nobody with no one but myself in this nightmare or oblivion. I walk alone. I walk alone, in a never ending nightmare.

I'm Thinking About You...

I'm thinking about you...I'm thinking about you like ketchup thinks about mustard.

Like girls think about boys.Like a fat man thinks about ice cream.

Like a nerd thinks about bein a gangsta. I'm thinking about you like mice think about cheese.

Like Leprechaun's think about gold at the end of a rainbow.Like Winnie da Pooh thinks about his honey.

Like worms think about dirt.Like wasps think about porch lights.

I'm thinking about you like scissors think about cutting paper.Like rocks think about breaking the scissors.

And like paper thinks about covering up the rock.I'm thinking about you like X thinks about O.

Like the alphabet thinks about putting "U" and "I" together.Like today thinks about tomorrow.

And tomorrow think about yesterday.I'm thinking about you every second, minute and hour of each and everyday. Are you thinking about me to? 

Dooms Day Valantine

Roses are red violets are blue

I haven't been able to deal since I lost you

Now these roses bleed red

And these violets cry blue

I think of you in memories,

Do you think of me to?</3

Direct Orders

Rock out like you have a million dollars.

Rock out like a 5 year old in a candy store.

Rock out like you just got famous.

Rock out like everyday is a holiday.

Rock out like a cat thrown in a tub of water.

Rock out like Spongbob is your best friend.

Rock out like you just won the game show , "The Price Is Right".

Rock out like you've never rocked out before.

Rock out like your at a Bon Jovi concert.

Rock out like nothing can hurt you.

Rock out like your on top of the world.

No, rock out like your the only one in the world.

Inroduction

Hello fellow bloggers. My name is Kokobeen. I am taking creative writing class, well to become creative in my writing. I want to learn how to express emotion through my work. And because I did not want to take a boring English class. Some things I like to do with my spare time is read books, doodle, listen to music, or just be lazy pretty much. I hope that this was not boring or a waste of your time. I also hope you will visit again when I have made progress in this class.
                                                          Sincerely, Kokobeen