TT's Dramatic Writings

[TrappedTime]

Z

Z is not.
Z is.
Z.
And Z is.

Does it matter who knows or not?
It does to anyone who wants to survive this massacre.
But to be honest....
No one was last assured!

Z shall always be,
No matter what.
But how it behaves,
Will leave our minds in a endless rut.

The deaths of too many, and not even their faults.
Suicide thought the people, but were wrong.
So very ----ing wrong.
Almost as if they weren't wrong.

But no one understood Z.
No one will.
No one does.
Z has come in for the kill.

Z started many years ago.
When suicide was a problem.
The problem.
The problem...

But later in life did man realize that this was no normal behavior.
It was when the death of a pretty girl named Katy that struck their minds into motion.
Nothing so horrible had happened like this before, so she was the starting clue.
Yet.... somehow.... it kept creeping up onto them with them not giving a single notion.

Z will remain.
Forever.
Forever.
Forever.

[TrappedTime]

The Fellowship Of Man

When one goes, we move on.
Not to forget them, but to not always hang onto the past.
We must always keep them in our memories though.
And realize the worst has passed.

In time we will laugh at our moments,
By then we should be happy.
Because life goes that way,
Not forever sappy.

In our memories we see them.
The person we lost.
But then we look up at the skies.
Them looking at us, what a loss.

Writing is hard,
Especially about the one you love.
'Tis very hard.
Because I can't give my life a shove.

This is the fellowship of man.
Continued for always.


In memory of you, Grandpa. I will always love and remember you forever. :'(

[TrappedTime]

Why Do Flowers Wilt?

*Dedicated to my friend Ariel Fisher who left today, 2-3-2011. I will miss you Ariel...*

Why do flowers wilt?
A question in disquise...
The truth to me is unknown.
Maybe I should search the skies.

But for what?
Is it safe to say what,
Without trying hard,
To think of what?

Flowers are simple pieces of art.
Nothing complex like Mozart.
But taken into consideration;
They could be a master nation.

Then the death of a flower happens so quick.
Nothing to contribute but air and sugar.
Maybe us humans should look into it more,
And stop being one giant booger.

My reasoning for this is unfounded.
The grounds in which I stand on un-fertilized.
But for some reason it makes sense to just... let go...
Becase someone has our futures realized.


(Meaning - We need to accept change, even if we don't know when to expect it. Flowers do it all the time, so why can't we?)

[TrappedTime]

Born Happy, Death For You

I was born happy,
Life for me now.
Death creeps on your face,
Leeching color from your multibrow.

Only the fighters survive,
Army, navy, samurais, fortold fates.
I am proud to say that I,
Am not late.

The waiting for everything is just too much for me.
If it must end this way, then I repell on to YOU.
Aha! I laugh at your misfortune.
You were born sad, so death for you.

-Don't procrastinate. Don't blame others.-