Nature Walk and some (okay?) pictures!

I went on a lovely nature walk yesterday. Summer is glorious, and the day seemed to call to me to adventure. 

I took my bike and went down the the meadow for a snack and a walk. Guys! I'm so happy I went. Everything was alive with bird song and rustling leaves, the smell of pine, and the feeling of summer at it's climax. It was so gorgeous! I attempted to take a few pictures. I know they're not that great but I hope you'll enjoy them anyway.

I can not capture light. I need a better camera 8-( 

For some reason my camera wouldn't focus on the thistles, which was sad. Trust me when I say they were lovely, swaying in the wind.

 I see trees of greeeeeeen. (see that one in the middle? It looks like the fire fairies 

have made a home among it's branches!)

 I loved how these flowers looked against the others. It reminded of of flame in winter. Unfortunately my stupid camera wouldn't pick up the contrast that well. 8-(

 And from the harshness of winter and the beating of rainstorms, 

comes a staggering, tiny speck of beauty.

 This picture just seemed aethstetically pleasing.... 8-D

 And the stars came down from heaven to make a comely flowerbed on earth...

 *sigh* the world is so pretty.

 I was trying to get a picture of the bluebells, but dang it, my camera suuuucks!

 Summer, summer, in the golden afternoooooon!

LALALALLA I still can't take good selfies ....

I really like the starflowers. What can I say.

So, there are the best of my pictures. I hope you liked them, and that they gave you a glimpse of the gorgeous landscape God gave me to grow up in. God is good y'all, and His world is full of His staggering, breathtaking beauty.

Stay safe and stay free.

Don't let trials chain you down 

 Don't be weighted with fear so you drown

When the world seems to be crazy, step outside and see

The waterfalls are bigger

than the tears in your heart

the stars are brighter than your shattered parts

the world is better than sorrow paints it

there is still such beauty

in those hidden, unlikely places

-Still beautiful, Bella DeLallo                                      

God Bless! Remember to look for the good in this world, and think of the glory in the next.

*swings around cape and jumps off stage*

Bella

Things I love, and other stuff.

I love it when the grass is dewy and the air is soft.

I love summer so freaking much.

I love it when I make muffins and the come out soft and yummy.

They even had chocolate chips in them

I love it when I get up in the morning, and the sun is shining, and the air is cool.

I want adorable lil' animal friends that help me with setting out flowers, and other household chores.

I love it when I spend the afternoon writing and I actually get stuff done. Not just editing but REAL WRITING! *ecstatic*

rewarding myself on a job well done.

I love it when my adopted brother brings over ice cream because he knows we've all had a long week, and we watch Leverage and forget about our problems.

Elliot

I love it when I go swimming and all my troubles float away with the waves. All that matters is the water, and the wind. I feel so light when I go swimming. Its great.

"Darling it's better down where it's wetter, take it from meeeeee!"

I love it when I go to the library and bring home a books that are good.

#Ingo

I love having tea at night.

This gif might be from Beyond the Boundary, (EW) but it's still very accurate.

I love it when I listen to beautiful music which makes the world better.

You are loved more than you know....though your heart is far too young
to realize the unimaginable light you hold inside.

I love it when I find a new musical and it hits an emotional achy place in my heart.

I'm not actually obsessed with this musical, it was just nice to finally
find a musical that was clean and touching, and actually, you know, good.

Speaking of new musicals, I recently watched Dear Evan Hansen, and I now have Waving through a Window feels.

I try to speak but nobody can hear....

Update: I need to not listen to Waving Through a Window within the same hour I listen to I can't Recall. THINGS happen.

Carton gives me sads.

Update number two: I'm such a A Tale of Two Cities fangirl I made a blog just for that story/musical. Yep. I'm a nerd.

Update number three: It's really annoying when you have something like 200 songs to choose from on your music player, but somehow none of them are the one you want to listen to right now.

no... no... skip. skip.skipskipskipskipskipskipskipskipskip... 

I Can't Recall!!!..... MmmmmYes. No argument here.

Update number four: I ACCIDENTALLY PUT A TALE OF TWO CITIES ON SHUFFLE AND IT PLAYED I CAN'T RECALL, IF DREAMS CAME TRUE AND LET HER BE A CHILD RIGHT IN A ROW. AND THAT WAS FAIRLY TRAUMATIZING.

Basically Carton's whole story in three songs.

I would say that gives "Hamilton's" Helpless-Burn-It's Quiet Uptown-Shuffle a run for it's money

Update number five: I should do a Shuffle Tag for all my musical. Just put each one on shuffle and post the first three songs that play on each. Interesting idea. Hmmmmmmmm.

Update number six: I started a timeline for my Let's be Brave musical. I will probably start posting about it soon. (?????) The outline is three pages long and I'm afraid. Lol.

Update number seven: Guys. Spiderman, Homecoming was fabulously great and I will own that greatness. Tom Holland was great. Peter was great. Michelle was great. Tony was great. Tony and Peter bonding and that adorable father/son relationship!! Yas. Ned in general. The villain. The *GAAAAAAAASP* scene! The "NO BEBE PETER!" scene. And of course, THAT SCENE. 


Kudos if you can guess what THAT SCENE is.


*squints at the top of my page* This post started out so deep. I got excited about Carton and forgot my list. *siiiiiigh* What a mess. Thanks for sticking with me guys! I better sign off before this mess becomes a message!

Yeah, that was lame.

A Dear Evan Hansen Review/Talk is on it's way.  Back soon. Love you all!

*Swings around cape and leaps off stage*'

Bella

PS: Should I start doing vlogs? I think I might.

In which I want to post but I have no idea what to post about.

Yo people of the internet!

Guess what today was!

Well yes, it was the first day of Spring. It was also the day Catholics celebrate the feast of St. Joseph, Foster Father of Jesus Christ. (His feast day was yesterday but because he's such a big Saint, if it falls on a Sunday the Church gives it it's own day of celebration.) This means we got to have a little relief from the Lenten penitence. For me and my sisters this involved the skipping of a meal so we could partake of tea-cakes and coffee at eight thirty at night.

We DeLallo's sure get crazy with our feasting. Lol. We all worked late so that was about as much as we could manage.

I've no idea what to post about guys. I am sooooo tired. I was on a energy high last night and didn't get to sleep 'till some creeping hour after midnight. I got a little writing done though, and that was excellent! Life goals and all that. I had so many goals this year. *siiiiiiigh* My goals are not working out. Granted, it's only March but as far as 2017 goes I've gotten off to a rough start, creative-wise. It's especially annoying when I actually try to be creative and my creative juices won't flow. I think some of it has to do with how sick I've been these past few months, and not sleeping well. No rest means no creativity. Unless it's 3:00 AM. Then your mind wakes up sure and steady!

I don't know if anyone else has this problem, but do you ever get super excited about a certain story and you can see the whole finished product in your head like a beautiful masterpiece, but when you start work on it you think that maybe you can't actually write this beautiful story?

That is what's been happening to me. 8-P

JUST GET IT DONE BELLA.

What I want to do is take a long walk with my notebook. I want to sit in nature until my mind remembers to what creative is. Maybe I'll do that this weekend. It's been too long since I've climbed a tree. Now that Spring is here I'm feeling much more friendly toward the wilderness. I'm more of an outdoor person in the warm months than in the cold. Call me whimpy if you want. There isn't a lot to do in the snow. Once Spring sets in I'm like "YAAAAAAS. TREES! ROOFS! LIGHT! SUN! LIFE!"

I want to go swimming, but it's not quite that warm out yet. Sadly. 8-( I think swimming would help my back. It's been acting up lately.

With that random bit of information out of the way, here is a Japanese* song I've been obsessed with these past few months. I'm trying to learn it for singing class. Unfortunately the only copy you can find on Youtube that isn't pitched is the one performed live. The guy who sings it is a bit weird so feel free to ignore him. Don't judge until you read the lyrics. They're sad. 8-(

*Yes I said Japanese. It's was one of the opening songs in Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood and I love it.

READ LYRICS HERE:

 My favorite line is in the fifth verse: 

You, who gave me a new start by your consolations,   and the hateful and cowardly me.

It’s about time… Fumbling, my troubles spill down my tired cheeks

There is something beautifully sad about that line. It reminds me of a person who has tried his/her absolute hardest and had it all backfire on them. It also reminds me of that feeling you get when you've succeeded but at a heavy price. Like Frodo at the top of Mount Doom, knowing the Ring is destroyed but he will never be the same. It make me more determined then ever to write good characters who face intense moral dilemma's and painful sacrifices, but they still do what's right. However scared and weak they feel, they do the better thing. The noble, hard thing. Being a good person doesn't make your decisions any easier. Usually it makes them harder. I want readers like me to have more characters to relate to. Not just morally grey people who sometimes do the right thing, but actually good people sticking to their values, however hard. Contrary to popular belief, Good doesn't mean Flat. It's much harder to be Good than Grey.

Sometimes Japanese lyrics are deep and they help me write. I need to draw inspiration from wherever I can get it. I don't even care if it's weird. This song is beautiful. 

Ooooh. Now I have an idea about a song review. Or analogy. Or talk? Something like that. A "Lyrics in relation to the writing/inspiration" thing. That's sounds interesting.

On that note, I'm off. It's almost eleven here and I have to get to bed.

*swings around cape and leaps off stage*

Bella

Bring me thunder, bring me lightning, bring me all things that are frightening! Bring me monsters, I'll enjoy them, bring me phantoms I'll destroy them! BRING ME GIANTS!

You know how sometimes you hear music and it's nice and exciting and it makes you feel better? And then sometimes you hear music and it gets into your soul, and makes you feel stronger, and braver, and all freaking inspired? I love music like that.

James Barbour has a CD called "Bring Me Giants," which is one of the most epic, awe-inspiring masterpieces I have ever had the pleasure of listening to. It makes me feel like I can take on the world. RAWR! BRING ME GIANTS!! I AM DAVID!!! YAAAAAAAAAS!!!

This CD is incredible. It inspires me to write music. It really inspires my musicals, which is both exciting and stressful. 'Cause here is the thing. I really love writing lyrics and I really love writing musicals. But okay, I'm relying on my Middle-School-Music memory and that is hard. Also, how do you write music when you don't play multiple instruments or have immense understanding of music theory?? Let me tell you, there is nothing quite like having inspiration for music and lyrics and epic orchestras, and sitting there like, I DON'T KNOW MUSIC LIKE THAT! It's sad!

Oh, on top of that I'm trying to compose music using a Piano App on my phone.

You don't know the struggle unless you've tried this yourself.

Why are phones screens so small? For real. I sit there like, Plink- no - Plunk, Piiiing?... - that's not right - Pling, Plaaaiiiing - AHA! *furious scribbles cords A4 and D4 on sheet of paper* Right. PLOOOOooong. Pleeeeng. PLOOOOOooooooNK.... no - Pleeeeeeeeeeeenk.

The struggle is real. For once my fingers are too big! I can only play one note at a time.

What I really need is one of those big electrical piano keyboards. The ones that are all portable and stuff. And you can Plug In other instruments.

Like dis.

#ChristmasWishList

It's hard wanting to write music and hitting walls because you're not a musical genius. It's hard wanting to act and not being able to because you can't drive yet. It's hard to be artistic and have to work. 8-P I want to write, I want to act, I want to take music theory, I want to use my talents to spread some good, even if it's small. I really want to start practicing my clarinet again because I think that would help with making music. I would have done this already, but my sadly it's in storage and I haven't been able to dig it out of the garage yet. 8-(

With all of these dreams stretched out before me, I come to a big decision. If you could all pray for me it would be very helpful, because I'm really nervous about it.

I've decided to step out of my nanny job.

This was a hard decision for me, one that I've been considering it for some time. You know how sometimes you do something and it's just not quite a fit? Well, that's what happened. I love both my nieces tons and will miss them a lot, but I can feel that this isn't where I'm supposed to be. Joe and Jess have been very good to me and I've had a good sort of year... but I do think it's time for a change. There is so much I'm not able to do here. Joe's house is in this cul-de-sac thing, and all connections to town are off the freeway, which I hate. There is nowhere I can go within walking or riding distance. I still don't have my license. *growls* I've also been missing Mass a lot due to conflicting schedules and work hours and such, and that has been hard. There is also a lot of stuff I need to figure out and I think this is for the best. I've been praying a lot about this decision, and if some of you could pray for me as well I would be very grateful. 8-D I hope to come back here soon, since it has more opportunities for actors, but before I can do that I need to give myself a little room to breathe, take a step back, and say, What do you want, Bella?

I mean, I know I want to act - and I even found a good Community Theatre group down here, which I'd like to join as soon as possible. I want to audition for their Spring Show which is The Secret Garden. If I like it, I can think about moving back into this town, but doing so on my terms, and in the places I want to be.

Anyway, please pray about my dreams, please pray that I can pursue my acting, even if it's in a small way, and please pray that these changes are right. 8-)


I'm working on another blog post, so you should be hearing from me soon. I hope you all have a good weekend!

*swings around cape and leaps off stage*

Bella

The Middle of April

April is National Poem month or some such thing, and since this is April 15th and the magical middle day, I figured I would attempt to do some poetry. Usually I write lyrics, if I write anything short. I don't write poetry because I get frustrated with it and usually I crumple up the first few lines. so this is my first-ever Real Poem. I feel a little bit shy sharing it but, LEAP  OF FAITH. Behold poetry!

The Wings

Did you see them, swift and glorious
the wings given to me?
Did you see them like frozen fire,
clothed in frost and sun
Did you see them, smitten in the sky
pinned to the moon they were

But did you see them torn,
when I came crashing to the ground?
Did you see my fire go out,
and the frost, it all melt?

They Lay limp upon my back,
Shackles now not saviors
I thought their glory was all spent,
the glass shattered on the ground
I hid myself away and did not wish to be found.

But one did find me, he did,
The Maker of the wings,
He took the wings and bound them
with silver and with string.

'Now open them,' he said
to the small, pathetic one.
'Open and be not ashamed.
You will see what I have done.'

So I opened them with shrinking glance, 
And lo! I saw the fix
My wings were not so perfect now,
And the colors were amiss
But the weavings were a wonder.
For behold the silver,
Brought sea and sand and Spring.

And Mingled with the Fire and Ice
The stained glass was better then starlight.

The Maker wiped my tears away and told me, 'Go now and fly.'
Remember the cracks you have merited, so that in falling,
greater you shall rise

Did you see me rising, From dust and from ash?
Did you see how I my wings grew, and spread across the land?
Oh, did you see me fly again, my mended wings anew?
I think they are far grander now.
My Maker thinks so too.


PEACE OUT Y'ALL!!!

*slides off car*

Bella

Like a Lamb Came the Messiah, Christ the King!

and He chose to walk that road, out of His love for you and me

Good Friday is drawing to a close. It has been a (very) long and somber day but now as the day stretches toward evening the feeling of mourning begins to ebb away and in it's place, an anticipation takes root. For soon now, Christ the King will Rise and our Faith will be known to all to be true.

Good Friday is a hard day for me. It always has been. I know it is be beautiful and a show of immense love and without it we wouldn't be saved so we should take some joy in it, but for me it isn't easy to see it that way. Good Friday and Lent in general holds some hard memories for me, and the penitential time itself is very solemn.

This year I wanted to do something to actually commemorate the day. I tried to write some poetry, or even song lyrics in honour of Christ's death, but all of my scribbling turned out wrong and finally I gave up. I have wanted to write a story about the Good Thief for a long time and thought today was the perfect day to try it, but the thoughts in my head didn't inscribe well on paper so I gave up on that too. After that I tried to draw something pretty so I could sketch lyrics next to it, but drawing and I have little to no relationship so that failed.

Basically I was not creative today 8-) but I did try very  hard to be.

I figured I ought to post SOMETHING though, so finally I pulled out some lyrics I wrote yesterday (or maybe it was the day before?) It is kind of a Lent/Easter type of song I guess. I hope you like it.

There is More Than This

Life can be so lonely, I know how suffering weighs
Its hard to look down and see so much pain and fear 
it's hard to look around and see eyes filled with tears. 

(refrain)

Look up. Look up! There is more to life than this
Look up. Look up! don't stare down anymore
Look up and see the stars, Look up and see the light. 
There is more than this

There's a world on the horizon
A place where grief can't touch you
That's  where we're journeying to
That's where we belong.

(refrain)

There's a place for us, full of beauty and Joy

The Road there is harsh and stony. 

But when you're lonely, oh when you're lonely

Do as I do... 

Look Up. Look up! Don't stare down anymore

Look up, look up, there is something greater

The road is full of enemies, battles with high costs

But darling you have angels on your right side

and all of heaven watching about

*refrain*

Look up. Look up! There is more than this. 

Look up. Look up! You're King awaits

And when your time comes, He will take you home. 

Remember when all else fails, that You are His. 

Those are my lyrics. This post is super late and I am tired. I hope you all had a Good Friday and in case I don't post before then, I wish you all a happy Easter. Peace out y'all!

*slides off car*

Bella

Whazzup Bloggers! It's only been a couple of days!

GUUUUUUUUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today I got my first book published!!!!!!!!!!!!



LOL APRIL FOOLS!

Hiddleston Laughing

I said that I would explain my semi-break from the Internet. Here is my explanation. I had family that came up at the end of March and we were so busy having fun that I forgot I had a blog. I was too busy!! On that note, my sister and brother-in-law might be able to move into our area so they are only about an hour away from us, and HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE?? you must pray about it 8-D

Anyway, that is my excuse.

How has it been all you all? I guess I have been just as lazy about blogging as I have about writing. *squirms a bit* I would say "I have no tiiiiiime." in a whiny voice, but that isn't exactly true. I have time. I'm just lazy. Too lazy to be creative. creativity is exhausting. So is world building. Don't you hate the word why? That word drive me nuts.

So this queen is super evil -

But why?

Well she became that way after her dad died.

But why??

Because her daddy was evil.

BUT WHY?

Because he had an unhealthy desire to take over the world.

But why?

Because -

But why??

*smashes why and crumbles it and laughs*

I've been doing some world-building. In case you didn't catch on. I actually really love world-building. It is one of my favorite parts of writing. The problem is I love it a little too much. I always want to do more, build more, make more history and more reasons and more layers and the big four!(what where when why..) It get hung up on the details and its really bad.

There is a story I decided to work on a few months ago. It is about a Father and a son who go on a quest, and they have cool names. The father is Killian and the son is Cyril and they are both a lot of fun to write. It is a really good story, I think, and I am excited about it. But it is going to take a TON of world-building. Everything about the world, Firian, excites me. It is a whole country, a whole civilization of people and there is all this magic and mystery and I LOVE it. I want to write about it this month but I feel like I still don't have enough history behind my story.

Soooo.... Maybe I will work on my Baxter story instead.

It has been difficult for me to write.  I know I keep coming back to this but writing is really hard. I didn't realize what I was getting myself into when I decided to be a writer. Its hard and emotional and it means a huge commitment. It kind of terrifies me, but at the same time, I love it. I love it so much.

Sometimes if I am too tired to write I end up scrolling out lyrics to random songs. Lyrics come easily to me when I'm tired. I've started a sort of collection and I decided I was going to be brave and share one with you. It was greatly inspired by the character Cyril in my book. I hope you all like it 8-)

"CLOCKWORK HEART"

There is cold under my Skin

And Ice in My Chest

I've been hollowed out

I've lost myself. 

(refrain)

Tick-tock, my clockwork heart, tick tock, on rusty hinges

Tick-tock, In the dark

My Clockwork Heart ticks On

I never knew breathing could be so hard

i never knew that fighting could be such an effort

and now I'm here, oh so alone

and even my love has betrayed me. 

You don't Know what a gift Feelings are.

Until you are robbed of them All

(refrain)

It's getting now, for my gauges to move

My strength is trying to wither
Can I stay strong somehow,  
oh, can I survive the winter?

I won't surrender yet! I will dig myself free

My clockwork heart will  beat again

Beat and destroy me.

(refrain)

Tick-tock, my clockwork heart, tick tock, on rusty hinges

Tick-tock, In the dark

My Clockwork Heart ticks On

Tick-tock, my clockwork heart; is it beating now? 

Tick-tock, my clockwork heart - wait! *dumdum*

I hear a sound.

There! I shared that instead of a snippet. Today starts CampNaNo and I think I am have lots to do, so I have to bid you all farewell. Peace out y'all!!!

*slides off car*

Bella

Looking back

I've been thinking a lot about last year. 2014. The rollercoaster of months that screamed together into one long blur of color and wild insanity. It was.... something else, and that's an understatement. I didn't do a New Year's Post this year because I literally had no idea how to approach my feelings on last year. Still, it's been on my mind what with it being the month of January and having my Birthday and Epiphany and everything. And I scribbled something out on paper and I decided I could share it with you, if nothing else, to share with you what my 2014 was like. Because.... Sometimes bad things happen. Really bad things. And sometimes good things happen. And sometimes there are little pockets of perfection and sometimes nothing works and you want to throw an appalling tantrum like you're back to being two and not getting your own way. (Yeeeees. This feeling overcomes be pretty often.) Life is complicated. And stupid. And wonderful. And so, so frustrating.

What it comes down to is this. I wrote a song that kind of sums up everything that happened last year. (I know. So original, right?) I don't know exactly how it flows yet. I don't know if it will ever be a finished or revised. I just know what it means to me. And I hope you like it. Take not that it isn't actually finished yet. It's a working progress.

It happened So Fast

Like a montage on the silver screen

WE stood on the end, then it was the beginning

And we held our breath, and we let it go

And we did it again. 

And again. 

It was a blurr of color, the past

it was a taste of wild insanity 

and words we can't take back. 

And when it was over and all the dust settled

All that was left was screaming silence

Refrain: 

Because it started out so right

And it ended up so wrong

Everything was working, then everything fell apart

And we all we had were good intentions so how did it go so bad? 

With all our best intentions, we carved the word sad

Dead Calm. Have you ever heard dead calm?

It's that quiet that only comes after a break. 

And we broke! How we broke!

The Calm was overwhelming

The words unspoken left us drowning

And when all sound was finished

And the anger was left raw

Were were left with one emotion

Dead calm.

Maybe bridge?

Some things have been mended too many times

some things are beyond fixing, their cracks go to deep

but if the walls could come down and let the light in 

maybe we would have a chance

just a little chance

if you'd let me in.

Just let me in. 

One more time.

Can we just try one more time?

Refrain. 

(Ending Verse?)

Just a little chance

if you'd let me in.

Just let me in. 

One more time.

Would it be so hard, to try one more time

Wouldn't it be worth it....

wouldn't it be worth it?

I'm still working on lyrics and I have a verse I'm trying to add in but this is what I have so far. So.... What do you think? Do you think its good? Great? Wonderful? You likey??? WELL?? DO YA?? 

Dory

Guys I am sooooo tired right now. I have to get off and read or something. Before I do though, I have a question. How many of you actually want copies of my books, and how would you feel about an auction? THIS SCARES ME TO ASK! REALLY SCARES ME! But if I know people like it enough maybe I can try marketing/publishing. THAT SCARES ME TO SAY TOO. 

source

This post is falling apart. 

I should go. 

I will hopefully post a new snippet tomorrow. 

I hope you liked my lyrics. 

PEACE OUT Y'ALL!!!

*slides off car*

Bella

In which I share lyrics.

This is going to be kind of quick, but... Here's the thing. I've been doing too much editing. And I cried last night because my book isn't half done anymore. And I don't really want to write at the moment because I did something terrible and now when I try to write I cry. Which sucks. So last night, while editing, I pulled up a song I was working on a few days ago. I was inspired to finish it and now I have all the lyrics written out. Its still kind of rough, and I feel really self-conscious doing this, but oh well. I'm going to share the song with you! O.o And Because I'm a freak, I'm going to post fandom pictures along side the lyrics, because my fandoms were what started the song in the first place.

I Present Nothing Left To Take - (For lack of a better title at the moment)

The World Falls Into Darkness, The Stars show no more Light

The Pain and Loss start sinking in, And grief Blinds your sight

All Hell Breaks Loose

I can hear you in the silence, I can Feel you in the Dark

My destiny, It Haunts Me, My weakness It Does Mock.

source

But the Demons in the Shadows, Should know before they Attack
I have nothing left to lose, And nowhere to turn back.

source

So Break Me, I wont Shatter!

Cut me, I won't Bleed!

Tear Me, I won't rip apart!

I Know I'm not a hero, I know What I have Done

But here I am, You can't defeat Me,

I have already Won!

Swan Song

You can't take Away, When There's Nothing Left To Take

You can't break a Spirit, When there's Nothing Left to Break

So do Your Worst, Take Your Shot

I'll Stand it all, I wont be stopped!!

source

Divide Me

Conquer me,

Take Every Piece of My Heart.



I'm Desperate, I'm ashamed, I have No One Else To Blame

I Know I'm no Hero, But Maybe,

Maybe I can Be Saved. 

source

I'm Just a Wounded Soldier, A Warrior with No Sword

But if You know My Name, then Perhaps You have heard!!! -

source

 

You can Break Me, I wont Shatter!

Cut me, I won't Bleed!
Tear me, I won't Rip apart.
I won't Rip
Apart.



source



That's the rough gist of it. I know it has a lot to be brushed up on, especially the ending, but I felt its good enough to share with all of you .... and maybe ask for feedback? I did this mostly to challenge myself. I have a lot of trouble opening up and letting my writing be read by anyone other than VERY CLOSE family, and even they don't often get peaks at it. So this is my way of making myself share my work. (This is also my way of trying to psych myself up to sharing snippets. LOL.)

What do you think? Too bland? Too cliché? Or... Amazing? I'd love some thoughts.

This is so scary.

This makes me so nervous.

I don't like this.

I need to go before I delete this post.

BYE!!!!

~Ben The Robot~