Down, up
Tossed as an ash tray
Scattered, exposed
Nothing more.
Your eyes can't deny,
Disregard my absence
Weather a fraud glimmer
You're nothing but fiction.

Avatar WarsPrologue:Avatar Wars by ~XEOCX13
Katara couldn’t tell whether it was just her or something much more terrifying that alerted her senses when her conscious came into being. Dauntingly bright and yet agonizingly haunting, Katrina moaned into the light as if calling out for help. No matter how hard she closed her eyes and or wide they were, the occult never faltered.
Not only was she struck by this turn of events, but she was overwhelmed suddenly by a memory that overpowered her; the early spring mornings on her home planet, waking a smile to the dawning sunshine. It was a time of much simpler ideals, when there were no cares in the world. Katrina was always a

The French RoofThe french roofThe French Roof by ~XEOCX13
overcoming the difficulties
hasten the tomorrow
scream out the nonsense

ExistenceDangling about,Existence by ~XEOCX13
Like a fragment
Of the broken puzzle.
I can't fit.
Rectifying my being
Where to go.

Reality of DreamingAlas!Reality of Dreaming by ~XEOCX13
'Twas only a dream,
Yet seeming so
Real.
My certainty was pure,
Her embraced in
Tether.
No boring brown eyes,
Only the majestic
Green.
No out dated fashions,
Only silk soft
Lace.
I am no poet,
Her making me
One.
So know I know,
She's only a
Dream.
It does not exist,
Dreaming only of
Reality.
