Why HARROW!!!!!

Incredibly smart and skin so fair,
Wild and crazy fun hair,
sweet and tender touched kiss,
to your earthy eyes and candy lips,
bringing spirits to rising feats,
with my spoken words to your heart beats.

Cursed is the lover of life,
being truest demands strife,
easy ways make their distinction,
but I walk in the other direction,
not out of desire for pain,
but in avoidance of the saddening rain,
that is brought by false solution,
by not seeking purer absolution.

Eyes cracked red,
feeling like the living dead,
knowing many fears,
brought many grey tears,
minds eyes see lame,
sees the world to blame,
never knowing kindness,
gladly gave to blindness.

Utopia is the time between,
Future blissfully unseen,
Having wisely known,
That all life is a loan,
Past was usefully spent,
Perfect moment found present,
Every moment in time,
When you enjoy your prime.

Answer life’s pain with madness,

Embrace to dismiss sadness,

Know what wrong is right,

Grand irony brought to light,

Life is chaos and confusing,

Try hard to find it bemusing,

Connected through repetition,

Remember this when in omission,

Never distant from being free,

Be crazy be an escapee.

I had never glimpsed worldly bliss,
Brought by a love sick kiss,
Absorbed in your open smile,
Swore to keep the memory a file.
Later the energy of your being,
Brings me to a feverish thinking,
One day of self fulfilling content,
The rest to find it again in lament.

Despair in the chamber,
Rage all I can remember,
sadness splinters me to tiny timbers,
because all I see are my failures,
Never known peace or saviors,
all I’ll be is a troublemaker,
Sickeningly sweet sleep is all I favor,
until I’m given to the undertaker.

No one uttered a single say,
When darkness fell on day,
For the muffled man who was dragged,
Terror and fears swirled as he was drugged,
he stood which was the crime,
against those who wanted him to lay in grime,
now he will never see day or light,
he hopes another begins the fight.

nobodyreadsthisanyway asked: yes. multiple suggestions! awesomeness~ Hulk... smashing stuff and climbing buildings--- awesome--but I've played it already. Spiderman-- I didn't even hear about a game for him-- considering *nods* Honestly considering Prototype... because I've always wanted give it a go and Borderlands & Rage I wanna lean away from shooters knowing that half my class is going to do them. Thanks dude! ^_^

Your welcome. Prototype gets my top recommendation. It does almost everything right. It pulls a lot of concepts, actions, and movements into awesomeness. It’s not perfect though. Story lacks a bit and is presented in chops and if you play too long everything looks the same, lol. Still….play it. :P

Born into a world.

Fearful and skittishness unfurling

Rage and pain swirling,

Predator and prey feed into the recycling,

Survival and Status determining,

My biting, clawing, bludgeoning direction of retaliating,

Screaming and growling amidst the realm of intoxicating,

I hurt, I tear, and I gnaw on the morsels of the transgressing,

I roar, I bleed, as I drink deep of the hollowed damned.

I feel my scars, I feel my weakness, and I feel sickened.

Minds touch opens and I feel sorrow etched into the soul’s face of the hardened,

Who fell beneath the hammer of my angry and soiled hands then withered,

Then my mind regresses to previous creatures all with glistening pain and hatred,

I feared none! I trusted none! I tore them asunder and piled them heaped.

Something new hurts me, weighting my breath, bane of my already burdened,

Insides heave and crawl in tiny writhing pinpoints as I realized,

Is this me? Is this who I am? AM I A MONSTER????!!??

No! I acted like a monster! But I am yet damned from being a great creature!

I will bestow upon myself virtues, integrity, code where none were feature,

I will see my pain, my irony, my tragedy in life as my teacher!

I look to the infinite sky, grasping the truth of choice, and my eyes drown in tears,

My body screams louder than my voice: I AM NOT A MONSTER! I will not be that of my own fears!