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I'm up. I've been up can't sleep so I thought i would write this.
Ok so i was watching lucky thirteen (the end of it at least) when cuddy told house that she was adopting a baby and that she got approved. i saw the emotion on his face it looked hurt/mad/sad look. which led me to look at other epis like that. so i remeber whos your daddy when house's is like talking about who the father of cuddy's baby should be. and hes like it should be someone you trust. and cuddy's like someone like you? and he's like someone you like. So, it seems like he wants what's best for her. Then, i looked back at lucky thirteen and at the end cuddy's like aren't you gonna congradulate me?? and house is like if you're happy i'm....then i realized that i'm stands for i am (i knew that but it just dawned on me) so was he gonna say if you're happy i'm...then something or was he gonna leave it at that?? like if you're happy i'm...(I am.) I also remebered house saying something about him being a good dad (i forget which epi.) lastly i watched joy and house is like talking to wilson and he said something about adoption being like fake or whatever.
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Okay, this is a poem about my feel on this spot, in an EXSTREMELY DRAMATIC way. I'm sure you can figure out what it means:D
Well, here goes nothing...
I'm on enemy's land, in which i see the world
In other's eyes, wihtout a clue of what to do
If other's fire, unknown to what the others percieve
As the world's attire, unsure if even i
Could yeild my weopon, and leave myself vulnerable
To another's mere threat, sure that if it came to it
I would drop a bomb, and leave it to undo a good one's deed
Of making ground for all with good enough heart
Only to serve myself of my own greed
Though I'm not so sure, who owns this land?
Your or me, them or us?
I still feel a certain peace, an odd truce
Between those that have been sworn
Eternal enemies.
That, I believe, I shall never know.
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Article by
ToEkNeE
posted
10 months ago
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I've thought about it a thousand times,
and it still doesn't make sense,
only because all my life,
I've been building me a fence.
A wall to keep away fear,
to keep away the grief and pain,
to divert the hurt I knew could come,
that in my heart would it sustain.
I stagger the halls in shame,
for acting the way I do and how I treat you,
And I know that I shouldn't,
but its the only thing I know how to do.
I force myself to push you away,
accompanied with fret,
cause I know that's not what I want
and it becomes another regret.
When the thought of you comes to mind,
the pain begins to seep,
the grief begins to re-emerge,
and the tears begin to creep.
And as the tears flood my eyes,
I long for your embrace,
So I take the strength that I have left,
and go to meet you face to face.
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