Here is some original work by a really cool guy named Matt. If you would like your original work posted then email me, and if everything's appropriate I'll post it, or go to the Got Angst?page and post your stuff on the message board--ALLI

DARK DREAM


He goes to sleep that night feeling a little
different.
His eyes are heavy and close after time.
But they still seem to be open.
He doesn’t see the natural world but complete
darkness.
He feels cold and lonely.

The darkness slowly turns to light.
The feeling of loneliness fades away.
He is enlightened
He feels chosen.
He feels all-powerful and all knowing, free from all
anger and despair. 
But there is something that makes him feel uneasy.
He tries to realize what it is.

He thinks hard.
His thoughts seem to fabricate in front of him and he
sees it is EVIL.
The lights start to fade but he still feels
all-powerful.
As the lights get dimmer and dimmer he feels a
willingness to conquer EVIL.

There is a presence not of his own.
A DARK presence.
He knows who it is and is not afraid to face him.
He feels stronger and has the ability to conquer evil.
The darkness seems to form a shape.
The shape of a beautiful woman.

But he doesn’t let that distract him because he knows
she is EVIL inside.
She points a sword straight at his face.
He tries to imagine a sword in his hand and one
appears.
His confidence is so great he starts to attack though
he feels that it is not the right thing.
Left, right, left, right.

He fights with strength and agility,
But the DARK one only compensates.
She fights with ease
And his attack soon turns into his defense.
Faster and faster she fights, 
Learning and getting stronger with every blow.
	
She stops and leaves him mesmerized for a moment.
Then she strikes hard and fast.
He puts up his sword in defense and turns his face but
it is no use and the blow is so great it severs his
sword in two and lacerates the vulnerable skin on his
neck.
He falls to his knees in great agony.
He tries to imagine his wound closing.
But, it is no use her thoughts are stronger.

She draws back her sword to deliver another strike.
He feels defeated which would truly finish him.
Until he recalls what he was taught.
As she strikes down, he tries to the best of his
ability to turn his head to reveal his right cheek.
She swings with all her might.
He knows he is finished but the blade stops right
before his face.
She looks surprised and disappears in an instant.

His wounds heal without command and he feels strong
once again.
He has won.
The light starts to return.
White like glory and victory.
At once all the power and knowing are gone too.
He wakes and sees his white ceiling above him.


DARK


YOU JOURNEY IN THE LIGHT TO SEE HER
AND YOU STAY FOR A WHILE INSIDE.

THE FALSE LIGHT CAUSES YOU TO THINK IT IS DAY
AND THEN YOU REALIZE WHEN ITS TIME TO LEAVE THE DAY IS
GONE.

AND THERE IS NO LIGHT TO GUIDE YOU ON YOUR WAY.
THE NIGHT DWELLS IN EVERY NOOK AND CRANNY

AND YOU LEAVE IN FEAR
 BUT YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT THE DARK CONTAINS.



RAGE

From the beginning you try to be their friend
But it is no use.
They won’t accept you.
They taunt and tease and push you around.

But you don’t fight back because it is what HE would
have done.

The Rage is great but you try to hide it.
You hide it to keep up your appearance.
So when they look at you they see HIM.

But, then one day the Rage is so great,
You discover a way to end it all,
And destroy yourself to rid the world of this
nuisance.

But, you use your head and realize you are not the
problem.
They are.
But is that what HE would have done.

SELF IMAGE

Anything you do looks bad
There is a bad side to everything
You are never good enough
You can always do better
You are never the best
Until that day 
The day when you receive the PIN
To be put above your breast forever
To announce to all glistening gold what you are have
achieved
The Eagle so proud and bold
The Trident the ruler of the water
The Anchor your coat of arms
The Pistol always cocked to be ready
Everything you have strived for has come together
All your shortcomings merge to that one-day that one
time
All the ridicule and taunting that fueled the strength
to get you there
Means nothing now 
Now your strength is fueled by grand fulfillment
You are the best
You can never do better
You are always the best
Nothing has a bad side
all You do looks and is the best