i felt my self breath in new life.i knew i was reborn. i opened my eyes…i felt beautiful. he cluched me with the gentel care of a lover. his gaze caught with mine.never had i seen someone more beautiful. his gray eyes full of worried sparkled as i strained to touch his lips… “welcome back. you are now reborn.”
“yes i am now fully awake.thank you”
our lips meet and sigh.everything will be alright now…i feel at peace with my beloved.i didn’t care if i was dead.
_zoe
Zoe Lewis
It was an awakening. A rebirth. Eppla growled as she flicked her wings, casting off the last scraps of skin that clung to her. She stood to her full 7 feet, opening her talons wide.
midnight
starlight
across the folded bedcovers
her form imprinted in the mattress
she has awoken,
she has changed,
she has gone.
Izzi
“she awake yet?”
“no, she’s still asleep”
“wake her up then! we have to be out in fifteen minutes”
“calma tus huevos cabron! she had a long day”
“que la chingada I don’t give a fuck! we all have our problems”
“pinche heartless bastard”
“pero asi me quieres cabrona”
“whatever”
The moment I opened my eyes, I knew at once the real truth. Everything was so light, so colourful, and it all seemed so beautiful, too beautiful to believe. But the beauty was only temporary, I knew. This was my last awakening.
A rude one for her preferably.
How much longer can she continue to walk all over people?
Leaving pieces of our former selves in her wake.
When will she learn her lesson?
When will she see who she needs to be to save herself?
The alarm isn’t loud enough.
every morning i wake up and have to get the train to work, its a 20 minute walk to the station but usually my mum gives me a lift. From there the train takes 30 minutes to get to London. Once at the station in Victoria I head to the tube to Warren Street.
Tim Barclay
when was my first awakening? perhaps about twelve…thirteen years ago. after all the hard days, and years. then i became dormant, then i awoke recently. again.
kaorita
I awoke this morning and my room felt toasty and I didn’t want to get up. It was a lazy Sunday morning after that. Going to breakfast with my roommate was wonderful and was exactly what I needed after a long crazy night out.
T
The bright blue flowers were awakening his senses as he climbed out of bed. Though it was already a beautiful day, he felt it was going to get better. He smiled and poured coffee in to a mug.
Ravyn
They had stuffed rocks down my throat, so my voice couldn’t breach the cracks.
So my breath couldn’t flow, and I’d cry in pain and anger, as I could not free my own voice.
But now you dug through, and broke me, to reach them. You let me sing again.
I have awakened again, to the sight of you.
Mary
it’s crisp and it’s fall and the leaves are changing colour and all i can think about is their brilliant shades of red and gold and green
and that i’m more aware now than I have been in awhile, thanks to the wind awakening my face and opening my eyes
there is such beauty in the sky
Anna~
Awakening – to find an entire world turned upside down and drowning in the heartache.
The creatures from below the earths surface had awaken. The Awakening had began. Just as the tale said, volcanos were spewing up the creatures, the creatures fall from the sky and appear in the oceans.
Serena
I feel like I’m sleeping all the time, stuck in my own hibernation. I wait for something, I’m not sure what it is. perhaps it’s to be awakened by an outside force, but really, that’s just silly. It should be me. I should wake myself up, I should be responsible for my own awakening.
I can’t rely on others. Only on myself.
But how can I rely on myself when all I’ve done is let myself sleep?
Danna S.
Awakening to power, unfamiliar and so unacknowledged until the time when only those powers will save a friend. Once eyes are open, the mind has lost one filter to the deeper darkness outside the heart.
amlynn
this morning i awoke to find you gazing at me, with love in your eyes. my fear is that someday i will not have the privilege of awakening to your love.
Jennifer Meyer
kate chopin
suicide
bed sheets
thread count
rihanna California king bed
derek
alaska
love
bald eagle
open spaces
eyes
iris
soul
window
going outside breathing in the fog
high beams
light switch on
shiny
the water
Christian Taboada
Last night I was sleeping in my bed; my husband was next to me and the dog was in the bed with us there too. All of a sudden I awoke from a deep sleep to a smell so horrid I thought I was going to pass out! My husband had farted; it was not the dog… What a rude awakening!
Kelly Sullivan
I am not awake I am asleep and I will forever be that way. Life is a buzz a blur a blank. I will never arise from this continual monotonous slumber. I have the desire to rise and seize the day but it isn’t me I am never going to achieve the dream. I am dead inside.
Jessica
i awake to music it opens my soul and i bleed, not hearts, but sunshine, i don’t know why, but it made me do that, it was simple really, just a couple words , not that big of a deal, but it hurt. like hell. i don’t know id i’d do it again. but of course i would. why wouldn’t i. but i can see the light now. because it’s awakened me.
Jess
I took another sig of the foul smelling liquid downing it. My throat stung as I swallowed the horrid liquor, but I had to get used to it because this was my life. This was my awakening to the world I had been forced into.
I like to awake and see that it is a beautiful day. the first word that came to my miond when I saw this word was spring. When you wake up in the morning, anything can happen. You can find yourself in heaven or at the start of a bad day. This word has so much meaning that has yet to be fulfilled. it reminds me of the musical, Spring Awakening. I have never seen it but i like the name. It seems so–so graceful, if that makes any sense. Awakening is something I don’t always like to do, as it usually interrupts the climax of a dream.
MaryCait
My awakening in the morning is everything but pleasant, and is almost impossible to do. If you’d like to though you must know you have to continually follow up about every five seconds, and sometimes you have to literally have to drag me out of bed. Then to get me out of the house quick enough is another challenge you’ll face.
Waking up from bed a little bit moody and still tired. Not wanting to see anyone after a long night once I awaken. Ready to start the day, refreshed. Waking from restful slumber. “Beauty rest” Rude awakenings happen in real life as well.
Kristyne
The football sailed over Ron’s head. As he jumped futilely, he was blindsided by not two, not three, but four defenders.
Seventeen years later, he awoke in an unfamiliar room.
ég vakna á morgnana, snemma þessa dagana út af því að ég er í átaki. meistaramánuði. veit ekki hvað ég er að spá, að sofa út er eitt af því sem mér finnst skilgreina mig, en samt er ég að reyna að sanna eitthvað fyrir sjálfum mér með því að vakna snemma þessa dagana. Veit ekki af hverju, kannski mun mér líða betur eftir þetta, vonandi.
Ágúst
Dear awakening of epiphany, please dawn on the days of reason. I can’t keep breathing in this cold night air while ambling along a path I don’t understand.
I hate to wake up why in goddess name do we even have to get up. Life is easier in your dreams and you have some say in what happens. In reality you don’t in life.
Cheyenne
This was a shock, of course, but as Evangeline sat on the dock, watching the tides sway lazily in and out, she realized it was so much more than that. This was an awakening. To know this sort of thing, which she concluded so many people must already be aware of, and to not do anything about it? That was the true shock. Courage coursed through her as well as anger, a red and determined flame. She stood and turned from the ocean, the wind blowing her black hair into disarray. A drumming began then in Evangeline’s heart, which had been still for so long, and she began to run to the town as fast as her feet could carry her, not looking back a single time.
i was awakening me sences being out on the mountain land with my father. when my mom said i had to go west to spend time with my dad, who i hadn’t seen nearly a year i was dreading it. expecting it to be awckward and boring. but once i got here i realized with would be the best summer of my life. frollicing in the mountains, swimming in lakes that you didn’t know who had been here before. getting to know my dad better and having a awesome time.
Emmy
awakening to a new…
vision,
lost and lost, maybe you’ll understand later when your vision becomes a little more clear too.
But I also want you to know that I am truly, sincerely sorry.
I never thought the ideas I thought or the beliefs I had my entire life could absolutely be shattered in one moment. It’s as though I see clearly for the first time. Unfortunately, I don’t like what I see. Would it be better to live in ignorance and be happy or to know and be miserable?
MHuyett
Awakening. When you finally realize that something is not working out for you. When you find out that everything you thought about everything else was untrue and that you are sorely mistaken. Awakening, when there is no one there to awaken you. That is the end. Goodbye. Au revoir.
Sabrina
Eyelids fluttering
pupils swimming out sleep.
Eyes glazed over
from the reminisce of dreams,
taking in the reality.
Slowly shrugging sleep
from the rising sun.
The act of awakening
is upon.
I have to write about the word awakening. I think awakening is when you wake up, clearly. I like dreams and sleep, But I prefer awakening.
Spring Awakening.
If you look at the word too long t doesn’t look THE GAME like a word anymore.
Saz
listening to the song over and over again awakened me. see you had included this song on every cd you had ever made me. im not sure if it was on purpose. just glossing over and listen to the music made it sound wonderfully romantic and it would be easy to pick up on the key thoughtful words and mistake this song as a sneaky way for you to ask me to wait for you… but when i really took a second to listen to the actual words it became shockingly clear that i was never going to be the one for you.
waking up is on of my favorite things to do. I love to wake up early. awakening can also mean to realize something I never knew how mean I was to someone until a teacher awakened me.
Kk
The process of awakening was long, and arduous. When he had first risen from his hospital white bed, he had been subjected to a series of needles no human being should, in his opinion, be forced to endure.
i felt my self breath in new life.i knew i was reborn. i opened my eyes…i felt beautiful. he cluched me with the gentel care of a lover. his gaze caught with mine.never had i seen someone more beautiful. his gray eyes full of worried sparkled as i strained to touch his lips… “welcome back. you are now reborn.”
“yes i am now fully awake.thank you”
our lips meet and sigh.everything will be alright now…i feel at peace with my beloved.i didn’t care if i was dead.
_zoe
It was an awakening. A rebirth. Eppla growled as she flicked her wings, casting off the last scraps of skin that clung to her. She stood to her full 7 feet, opening her talons wide.
midnight
starlight
across the folded bedcovers
her form imprinted in the mattress
she has awoken,
she has changed,
she has gone.
“she awake yet?”
“no, she’s still asleep”
“wake her up then! we have to be out in fifteen minutes”
“calma tus huevos cabron! she had a long day”
“que la chingada I don’t give a fuck! we all have our problems”
“pinche heartless bastard”
“pero asi me quieres cabrona”
“whatever”
The moment I opened my eyes, I knew at once the real truth. Everything was so light, so colourful, and it all seemed so beautiful, too beautiful to believe. But the beauty was only temporary, I knew. This was my last awakening.
A rude one for her preferably.
How much longer can she continue to walk all over people?
Leaving pieces of our former selves in her wake.
When will she learn her lesson?
When will she see who she needs to be to save herself?
The alarm isn’t loud enough.
every morning i wake up and have to get the train to work, its a 20 minute walk to the station but usually my mum gives me a lift. From there the train takes 30 minutes to get to London. Once at the station in Victoria I head to the tube to Warren Street.
when was my first awakening? perhaps about twelve…thirteen years ago. after all the hard days, and years. then i became dormant, then i awoke recently. again.
I awoke this morning and my room felt toasty and I didn’t want to get up. It was a lazy Sunday morning after that. Going to breakfast with my roommate was wonderful and was exactly what I needed after a long crazy night out.
The bright blue flowers were awakening his senses as he climbed out of bed. Though it was already a beautiful day, he felt it was going to get better. He smiled and poured coffee in to a mug.
They had stuffed rocks down my throat, so my voice couldn’t breach the cracks.
So my breath couldn’t flow, and I’d cry in pain and anger, as I could not free my own voice.
But now you dug through, and broke me, to reach them. You let me sing again.
I have awakened again, to the sight of you.
it’s crisp and it’s fall and the leaves are changing colour and all i can think about is their brilliant shades of red and gold and green
and that i’m more aware now than I have been in awhile, thanks to the wind awakening my face and opening my eyes
there is such beauty in the sky
Awakening – to find an entire world turned upside down and drowning in the heartache.
The creatures from below the earths surface had awaken. The Awakening had began. Just as the tale said, volcanos were spewing up the creatures, the creatures fall from the sky and appear in the oceans.
I feel like I’m sleeping all the time, stuck in my own hibernation. I wait for something, I’m not sure what it is. perhaps it’s to be awakened by an outside force, but really, that’s just silly. It should be me. I should wake myself up, I should be responsible for my own awakening.
I can’t rely on others. Only on myself.
But how can I rely on myself when all I’ve done is let myself sleep?
Awakening to power, unfamiliar and so unacknowledged until the time when only those powers will save a friend. Once eyes are open, the mind has lost one filter to the deeper darkness outside the heart.
this morning i awoke to find you gazing at me, with love in your eyes. my fear is that someday i will not have the privilege of awakening to your love.
kate chopin
suicide
bed sheets
thread count
rihanna California king bed
derek
alaska
love
bald eagle
open spaces
eyes
iris
soul
window
going outside breathing in the fog
high beams
light switch on
shiny
the water
Last night I was sleeping in my bed; my husband was next to me and the dog was in the bed with us there too. All of a sudden I awoke from a deep sleep to a smell so horrid I thought I was going to pass out! My husband had farted; it was not the dog… What a rude awakening!
I am not awake I am asleep and I will forever be that way. Life is a buzz a blur a blank. I will never arise from this continual monotonous slumber. I have the desire to rise and seize the day but it isn’t me I am never going to achieve the dream. I am dead inside.
i awake to music it opens my soul and i bleed, not hearts, but sunshine, i don’t know why, but it made me do that, it was simple really, just a couple words , not that big of a deal, but it hurt. like hell. i don’t know id i’d do it again. but of course i would. why wouldn’t i. but i can see the light now. because it’s awakened me.
I took another sig of the foul smelling liquid downing it. My throat stung as I swallowed the horrid liquor, but I had to get used to it because this was my life. This was my awakening to the world I had been forced into.
I like to awake and see that it is a beautiful day. the first word that came to my miond when I saw this word was spring. When you wake up in the morning, anything can happen. You can find yourself in heaven or at the start of a bad day. This word has so much meaning that has yet to be fulfilled. it reminds me of the musical, Spring Awakening. I have never seen it but i like the name. It seems so–so graceful, if that makes any sense. Awakening is something I don’t always like to do, as it usually interrupts the climax of a dream.
My awakening in the morning is everything but pleasant, and is almost impossible to do. If you’d like to though you must know you have to continually follow up about every five seconds, and sometimes you have to literally have to drag me out of bed. Then to get me out of the house quick enough is another challenge you’ll face.
Waking up from bed a little bit moody and still tired. Not wanting to see anyone after a long night once I awaken. Ready to start the day, refreshed. Waking from restful slumber. “Beauty rest” Rude awakenings happen in real life as well.
The football sailed over Ron’s head. As he jumped futilely, he was blindsided by not two, not three, but four defenders.
Seventeen years later, he awoke in an unfamiliar room.
ég vakna á morgnana, snemma þessa dagana út af því að ég er í átaki. meistaramánuði. veit ekki hvað ég er að spá, að sofa út er eitt af því sem mér finnst skilgreina mig, en samt er ég að reyna að sanna eitthvað fyrir sjálfum mér með því að vakna snemma þessa dagana. Veit ekki af hverju, kannski mun mér líða betur eftir þetta, vonandi.
Dear awakening of epiphany, please dawn on the days of reason. I can’t keep breathing in this cold night air while ambling along a path I don’t understand.
I hate to wake up why in goddess name do we even have to get up. Life is easier in your dreams and you have some say in what happens. In reality you don’t in life.
This was a shock, of course, but as Evangeline sat on the dock, watching the tides sway lazily in and out, she realized it was so much more than that. This was an awakening. To know this sort of thing, which she concluded so many people must already be aware of, and to not do anything about it? That was the true shock. Courage coursed through her as well as anger, a red and determined flame. She stood and turned from the ocean, the wind blowing her black hair into disarray. A drumming began then in Evangeline’s heart, which had been still for so long, and she began to run to the town as fast as her feet could carry her, not looking back a single time.
i was awakening me sences being out on the mountain land with my father. when my mom said i had to go west to spend time with my dad, who i hadn’t seen nearly a year i was dreading it. expecting it to be awckward and boring. but once i got here i realized with would be the best summer of my life. frollicing in the mountains, swimming in lakes that you didn’t know who had been here before. getting to know my dad better and having a awesome time.
awakening to a new…
vision,
lost and lost, maybe you’ll understand later when your vision becomes a little more clear too.
But I also want you to know that I am truly, sincerely sorry.
I never thought the ideas I thought or the beliefs I had my entire life could absolutely be shattered in one moment. It’s as though I see clearly for the first time. Unfortunately, I don’t like what I see. Would it be better to live in ignorance and be happy or to know and be miserable?
Awakening. When you finally realize that something is not working out for you. When you find out that everything you thought about everything else was untrue and that you are sorely mistaken. Awakening, when there is no one there to awaken you. That is the end. Goodbye. Au revoir.
Eyelids fluttering
pupils swimming out sleep.
Eyes glazed over
from the reminisce of dreams,
taking in the reality.
Slowly shrugging sleep
from the rising sun.
The act of awakening
is upon.
I have to write about the word awakening. I think awakening is when you wake up, clearly. I like dreams and sleep, But I prefer awakening.
Spring Awakening.
If you look at the word too long t doesn’t look THE GAME like a word anymore.
listening to the song over and over again awakened me. see you had included this song on every cd you had ever made me. im not sure if it was on purpose. just glossing over and listen to the music made it sound wonderfully romantic and it would be easy to pick up on the key thoughtful words and mistake this song as a sneaky way for you to ask me to wait for you… but when i really took a second to listen to the actual words it became shockingly clear that i was never going to be the one for you.
waking up is on of my favorite things to do. I love to wake up early. awakening can also mean to realize something I never knew how mean I was to someone until a teacher awakened me.
The process of awakening was long, and arduous. When he had first risen from his hospital white bed, he had been subjected to a series of needles no human being should, in his opinion, be forced to endure.
im not fully aware of what i want in life. i need an awakening.