Sonnet To Shadow

Sonnet to Shadow

In the stillness of the night;

I see your handsome presence,

I hear your muted whisper,

I feel your chilly embrace.

In the darkness of the night;

You see my tarnished smile,

You hear my empty laughter,

You feel my insides shatter.

In the silence of the night;

We cast our lonely shadow,

Dancing under the moonlight,

Against the world so hollow.

Nothing else really matter;

Our souls at last, together.

© Deity
8 March 2009

A Well Known Secret

There are things that a real friend won't tell you. Some friends are too nice to say the truth, because they know that truth always hurt. Truth, no matter how you suppress it, is like fart -- suppress it all you want but it will always come out on its own. And stink it will.

I completed the quiz " How Sarcastic Are You, Really?"
And the result is:

Abnormally Sarcastic

People can't tell if you're angry, happy, or constipated. You probably make jokes that no one understands and you think it's because they're stupid and not because sarcasm isn't always funny. You might be joking all the time but since it's in your nature to test different levels of sarcasm in people you probably don't laugh much. Everyone thinks you're smart but also kind of an ass too...

And I always thought I have that sunshine-ish personality. Duh!