Last rites given to the virtual warrior
Past life refreshes visions of moment’s loss
Laid deep in mothers cold womb
Sand covered frame returns home again
Misery pulls dreams of truthful fantasies
Paradise grants forgiveness but does return calls
Darkness light unable to cover my sadness
WoW
high on adventure
vibrating withdrawals
cold sweats
friends no more
running thoughts
relationship destruction
craving for more
family abandoned
suicidal thoughts
death coming soon
just another hit
sleepless night
darkness days
road to recovery
relapse again
WoW
Aggro hatred that I plead for
death quick end by MOB steel
TNL that’s why I kill, what I strive for
Camping loot never quiches greed
onlookers Emotes appraise what I am
Power-levelling lacks honor but who has time to fight
NPC lifeless corpse bring substance to my world
Farmers rob all who cherish this realm
gods come in all forms, GM is only one
Only one can survive on the stage of PvP
evolving has no ending
Level 1 / 00 (days): 00 (hrs):00 (min): 01 (sec)
I have to level up my character
How long is this going to take
Level 5 / ……….
See how far I got
Why didn’t you pass, this is your favorite class
Level 15 / ……….
I’m almost there
You’re really a selfish SHIT
Level 25 / ……….
Alliance i am DeathInTime is our guild <typing>
Babe you worrying me, I want you to stop playing it
Level 19 / ……….
What the FUCK this ASSHOLE got us killed
Why you yelling it’s only a game
Level 45 / ……….
Yes, I got here; now I can get the Widow Blade
Your boss said “You’re FIRED”
Level 55 / ……….
Shit this is the hardest part
Please stop baby you’re breaking my heart
Level 60 / 506 (days): 15 (hrs): 14 (min): 29 (sec)
Drakefire Amulet Quest starting in Blackrock Depths
I can’t believe I bought you this SHIT
Day is Hell’s Mouth, Night is Heaven’s Opening
Warrior I am that seeking what lacks within
Spirit of a killer looking for relief
Paths littered with vacant stares
filled jealousy blades rusted by virtual tears
Outside distractions muffled by cup ears
Flickered screens show my status among thieves
Wondrous visions beg for the touch of lifeless whispers
Chatter of war brings Mages to the edge as
the battle begins
Keyboards type away in our alternative lives
As we battle unknown shadows that separate us
Hierarchy and profession go hand-and-hand but wrong choices
destroy all we cherish, bringing unbalance to our world
Vocation of harmony inhales our spirit 2 to 1
With weapons that armor our virtual honor
Inside the quest of blacken dungeons laced within enemy kingdoms
neutral false blades of Horde and Alliance impale the broken
Restore to it promised glory with continuous pledges of untruths
Recreate mirrors of incased lands connected by strings of adventure
As strangers from guilds of hope and happiness void
Where to begin…Hmm…Where to begin
god of your World, Server of the slave
Separate by racism Alliance or Horde
Fantasy mirrors real world debts still unpaid
two divide eight equals only One
Influenced by factions of war torn personas
Distinguish by classification shapes the road yet traveled
Choices choose you for later benefit
In undiscovered realms bring sex change thoughts
Inside descriptions only change outside appearances
Bringing 360 views from a 180 identity
Beginning your Journey / Journey your Beginning
Countless minutes
blended together
as i Created my Persona
Countless hours
flickered away
in my Fantasy World
Countless days
locked away
Moving to New Levels
Countless months
i can’t remember
as Another Battle is Ahead
Countless years
where did they go
with no end in sight i Can’t Let Go
Countless moments
lost and can’t be retrieved
WoW IS this MY LIFE!
Open eyes.
I. Walked a step.
II. Curious George fluffy and new.
III. Curious George ragged and missing an eye.
IV. ….
V. …..
VI. ……
VII. Where did the time go?
VIII. Miami vice shirts.
IX. Video game obsession.
X. Erica, Nada… of girls in my life.
XI. Thinking about having sex with the above girls.
XII. Day time shots body died quick.
XIII. Army fatigues.
XIV. Amanda, first love in my life HEART & MIND.
XV. I was introduced to my mistress writing
XVI. Return from boot camp dropped in a “Hot Zone”, Detroit Public School.
XVII. Graduation Day, at last!
XVIII. Hit Broadside almost died that day.
XIX. Entrepreneur in CPUs.
XX. Lost Grandpa to pack of smokes.
XXI. Two women better than one ….May be not.
XXII. Heartbroken life lesson.
XXIII. Graduated Again…. Part. 2
XXIV. Found the love outside…. ange nordique
XXV. Wedding bells now.
XXVI. West Coast, almost there now.
XXVII. Graduated Once Again…. Part. 3
XXVIII. It’s BLUE… words that changed my Life!
This is only the beginning.
I had a dream this afternoon that the world was peaceful and racism-free.
I had a dream this afternoon that I was able to drive a nice car without being stopped by police.
I had a dream this afternoon that I advance in my job not because of my race, but because I’m educated and skilled.
I had a dream this afternoon that I walked in a store with my cornrows and tats and received the same service as the old white lady Mrs. Willdaprat.
I had a dream this afternoon that when I walked down the street, women wouldn’t clutch their purse.
I had a dream this afternoon that I won’t have to attend another funeral of a young black man being hauled off in a hearse.
I had a dream this afternoon that turned into a nightmare when I woke in the matrix of real life and despair.
