A Sound From Deep Within. by Jennifer.M .T (best books to read ever TXT) 📖

Chapter 1

 Beast!

Dreams of the future illusions of the past.

Stuck with a phantom in a dream with a crash.

  I wake up screaming suddenly in class,

  Realising why everyone is having such a blast.

   A monster a monster i hear in my head.

   A whisper so sweet i wish i was dead.

  A man comes to my dream and claims i'm his.

  Oh please let this be a nightmare oh please hear this wish.

  I wake up with rosses near my feet ,am i dead i whisper with a beat ?

  A grin on his face and i feel so disgraced.

  I'm bound to please this selfish evil beast.

 

Nightmare.

Beautiful but contains such sorrow.

  why did you have to break by such a simple arrow ?

  I longed for more but you were scared.

  A mistake in the past made it clear.

  But our love wasnt the same,

   I hoped you would have at least trusted that flame.

  Broken and shattered i understand but what about the love that we had?

 Why do you hide in plain sight when your so scared of fire and light ?

  I tried to understand what you feared,

  but to me it's starting to get very clear.

  To you i am a reminder of the past and for you that's not a blast.

  So i guess i'm just a nightmare in a glass.

 

Last smile.

Birds fly through the sky.

  And he is just about to die.

  And his last smile i see.

  As darkness surrounds me.

  I wipe my tears off on my sleeve.

  Before I start crying myself to sleep.

  And somewhere in my dream,

  I wonder if he is in heaven and in peace.

 

 Olden days.

 Listen listen to the waves.

  As they sing about the olden days.

  Legends and stories never forgotten.

  Only hidden around autumn.

  Spirits all around us but very few remain at sea.

  That's why we should listen and greet.

   Because spirits of the olden days are here as we speak.

  So child don't waver don't fear.

   They are only here to greet you my dear.

 

Underwater i'm free.

Underwater is where i'm free.

It's below the surface that i can be me.

 It's here around the blue that i can be with you.

Deep beneath the sea there are secrets and songs.

Something that should probably stay a secret for humanity and so on.

Do i stay silent or do i sing?

That's the question that keeps on ringing.

But i'm too afraid of grief for if i stay silent i might just weep.

And that's the lesson they teach us at sea that you need to sing to be free.

But no one ever warned me that it would be for eternity.

So if you ever hear a mermaid's song promise me that you will listen close,

Because you never know when you will hear the next voice.

 

Dare.

sparks are everywhere.

  Yet everyone are trembling with fear.

   Because of the question they all want to ask but do not dare.

   What if just maybe it is exactly,

   What that one beloved person wants to hear.

   So maybe just maybe you ought to take a risk, 

   Because it's far better then being alone and in tears. 

 

Wish of the queen.

I'm the queen of queens 

Gifted with both land and dreams.

  Those who trust me obey my orders,

  Yet there are those who defy them honor.

  My soldiers died at the hands of the lord, beyond our borders. 

Their families hearts turned into ice,

as they washed their tears with water.

  With a heavy heart we say goodbye to the deceased,

  Watching as the anger of my people turns into a beast.

  I realise that their fury is to deep, Nevertheless i hope they spear the week. 

This is the last wish of the queen, once remembered now unseen.

  The spirits all around obeyed her command and wished her well,

  But that's another story and shall be told in another relem, 

So untill then goodbye and farewell, but for now i wish you well. 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

Tonight is the night. (halloween)

 

Tonight is the night.

  When darkness takes flight.

  When the dead arise leaving humans with their cries.

  It's when the nights children are on the loose.

  Both vampires and werewolves. 

Tonight is the night.

  When many different creatures walk around.

  It's when monsters ghost and goblins all get along.

  As they say trick or treat.  And sing their weird song.

  Fear consumes all children a like.

   Both girls and boys cry in fright. 

But that's what keeps this story untold,

   And for many more centeris it will uphold.

 

Born from a rose.

 

A child born from a rose.

  Awaken by the sad wish of the crows.

  Across the land she travels.

  Looking for clues to unravel.

  Battle after battle she fights.

  Slowly revealing both truth and light.

  A prophecy is made and she returns home.

  News of blood and slaughter,a war where no one can run from.

  Grave after grave she sees.

  With her beloved on the ground and she on her knees.

   With hate in her heart she grows week leaving this world with only a weep.

 

Last duet

A whisper turns into a roar. 

And soon you walk out the door.

  Are we going into a war?

  Is what i ask myself as i fall down from the stairs to the floor.

  As i close my eyes to take my last breath.

  An iron kiss is placed on my lips with so much passion and regret. 

And soon he falls down next to me like the first time we met.

  I guess this is our last duet, he says as we look into the sunset.

   It seems so cadet is what i say before takeing my last breath. 

Yet the last thing i hear before leaving this world is goodbye Annette. 

 

 Instruments of our hearts,.

 A word turns into a whisper.

   And i shiver from his touch.

   Trembling with both excitement ,and lust.

   I lose myself in a world of flame,

   Burning with desire i call out his name.

   Our souls are instruments meant to be played,

   The sound invades our hearts and souls,

   Losing ourselves was only meant to be a start from new to old.

 

The little one.

Born without a sound. 

The mother cried as she hummed.

  With tears on her cheeks and her heart broken,she sang.

  She clung too the little one in her arms but could not get a token.

  The little one was taken from her arms, 

with such a force not even the words godbye were spoken.

  As she cried without sound they looked at her with out remorse.

  They could not understand her cries and her rowers.

  But she knew all too well that she would also leave without saying farewell.

Because soon this would all be a very sad fairy tale. 

 

 

 

Goodbye.

 Everything is taken form me like a storm.

 And even in happpiness ,I am alone. Memories,love,... and everything from below to above.

 Cherished but forsaken ,it must be a dream i must be mistaken. 

But the truth always come to light ,even when it hurts you with its might. 

And the truth is that i'm worn out, so until i feel better i will scream and shout. 

I plea that you do not look upon the world with fright. 

Because knowing you, was what brought me delight. 

 

 

Beast King.

Eyes of gold. 

Or so i was told. 

He was so often sold. 

But even so he was still bold. 

Remembering the beauty of the old. 

He always looked beyond the ice and the cold.

  A beast of the wild with his story untold. 

 Untill he met the girl who always sat and fold. 

He needed no longer to be controlled.  

Because he was free and so was his soul. 

 

 

 

Done.

Laying here in the dirt.

 I wish i could have at least thought about my own worth.

 As my conscious slips away i remember the color of his shirt.

  Thinking back i knew he was a flirt.

  He called me squirt ,when i was young.

 That was still ,when everything was new and fun. 

But he was an expert ,he was gun. 

He hurt me and left me numb.

 But i was always protected by the sun. 

Even now as my heart beats like an ice cold drum. 

My friends told me that i shouldn't bother with such a scum. 

But i was a girl in love, meaning i was dumb. 

But that's all done, i guess if i want to stay alive now i will have to run. 

 

 

 

 frustration.

 Dreams are illusions they can be fake.

 But what about intrusions on ones heart you make?

 Love is a situation,that creates the nation. 

But what about the sensation, that makes the dead awaken? 

Rhythm after rhythm motion after motion. 

This how we deal with all the commotion.

 But how do you wash away,all temptation? 

Well it's easier said than done with all this frustration. 

 

 

 

SIGHT.

Why do we need to fight?

 when we have struggled for centuries with all our might. 

We said we would shed light.

 On everything that wasn't bright. 

We said we would take away their fright.

 But all we have done is making them fear us att sight. 

I blame us not them because we were the ones who took flight. 

When we actually had no right. 

 

 

 

 

Liar.

It's very funny because you are like this because of money.

 You threw away your pride and you left your braid. 

There is not much left that you can deny.

 No one could rely on someone they knew lied. 

There wasn't even a cry even when they buried you, 

They stod there with their faces dry. 

Because even in death you told lies.

 But worry not ,your demise set them free. 

And now you will be punished for eternity.