~.:Tiger Lily's Writings:.~

[Tiger Lily]

Color me black and blue...all over...nothing left to see but beaten and bruised skin.
I've finally died...nothing left inside...I'm turning away...I'm turning within.
I thought I was something special...something to keep...someone to want...
But I've been beaten and broken for the last time...so...I guess not.
Color my eyes salty red...anger laced with watery tears.
You really came true...aye, you did...my worst and greatest fears.
I'm drained of life, I'm torn...torn badly on the inside.
The wounds are for all to see...no matter how I cover them...no matter where I hide.
For someone with such high spirit, you wouldn't think they could be broken down.
But no, even those of the strongest sort can be left laying upon blood stained ground.
I no not why I still keep up the endless search when each time has left me crying.
Perhaps, this is the Gods way of telling me to just stop trying...
I'm told I'm all these wonderful things, and yet, I truly feel otherwise.
I find myself sinking deeper and deeper...back into the dark side.
I'm sure there is light somewhere...I'm sure I'll heal once more...
But right now, I cannot see the light...and my wounds, with blood, continue to pour.
Color me black and blue...all over...nothing left but husk of skin...
The last piece of this bright soul has now died within...

[Tiger Lily]

I am what I am and what I have always been and will forever be...
I cannot change what I have been made into, I cannot alter what is there...
Even if I manage to change and cut and strip to the bone, what I am still remains.
There are things that people say make you less of what you are, but it isn't true.
Because, at the end of the day, when you look at it, the true answer lies directly at your feet.
Oh, forgive me, I haven't told you what this thing is that is supposed to be so unchanging..
There's really one simple answer that rounds out everything and that gives the ultimate sense of being and explanation to what you and I are.

Human.

Humans are, according to movies with aliens and other science fiction characters, a very young species, barely out of the baby years.
If this be so, then why is it that we seem to think we've been here for so long that we're extremely old and wise beyond our years?
Honestly, I think it's a matter of perception that gives us our own meaning to what's been said and to what we are and to how old everything truly is.
Then again, we could just be stupid and naive for that is what our species really is...stupid, young, and highly naive to what lays out there in the vast are we call space.
But, back to what I was saying...

Human.

Nothing defines us yet everything tells us what of what we are or what we're meant to be.
Really, it's a matter of whom you're asking and who's giving the answer.
Human...we really are strange creatures, only wanting selfish things though we try so hard to strive not to be selfish and think about other things and other situations and other people around us...it's a pity how we fail to do this every single time.
That is not to say, however, that we don't have the capacity to think about others, to care for others, to love and strive at trying not to be selfish.
That is also to say that we don't do things for ourselves, but for others, and yet the benefit of doing such things is, in the end, for ourselves anyway.

Human.

What I am, what I will always be, what I was born as, and what I'll die as.
Oh yes, we being try and say that we're something else, something more extraordinary.
We try and say that we're superhuman, hell, we even believe that we're superhuman until the play time comes to an end and we get human and bleed.
Oh yes, we are extraordinary beings but that still doesn't change the base of what we are...of what I am...of what you are.
So...even though there is so much to us, so much in us, and so much about is, we are still the same being...the same creature as we were born.
I am the same thing at the end of the day. What is it? It's rather simple yet complicated all at the very same time.

Human.

[Tiger Lily]

Something new, something fresh, something...hm...blessed.
Wait...this isn't about a "thing" but a person she's met.
Big heart, warm smile, and gentle embrace does he have.
It's almost like the classic tale of the lion falling for the lamb.
Such a silly lamb...such a proud yet fallen lion...
Maybe this was meant to be, this special union.
Heaven sent, he must be indeed.
The Gods, with her, must be happy.
For something this true...this whole...this pure,
Would usually go to someone else instead of her.
Loyal, protective, loved by him she is.
This, indeed, be a story for the ages.
She holds his heart of gold with tender loving care.
But, he holds hers as well, so it's fair!
Course, a secret he keeps, and to her it is unknown...
No clue has she to finding this hidden tome.
This secret he keeps, a thought in her mind, is something celestial.
He's her lovable, strong, and kind Guardian Angel.

[Tiger Lily]

Little Red Riding Hood, be careful in those woods. A beast lives there that is no good. Little Red Riding Hood merely looked at the man. She held a basket of food in her hand. A smile and nod followed her calm gaze as she turned on her heel and walked away. Little did the man know that a silver ring with topaz hugged her finger gently and stood out plain as day. A ring given by the beast, the wolf, her mate.

[Tiger Lily]

Come run with me and you will see how much fun I can be.
Chase me down through the woods, let's make this chase really good.
A white tiger am I, playful and free. You wont ever catch me.
But if you do, hold me tight. Do not let me out of your sight.
A rare thing to see, a tiger so wild and free.
Catch me if you can, a free spirit is what I am.

[Tiger Lily]

Confused is this spirit of cheer and love. A noose hangs around it's neck, sometimes loose, other times tight like a glove. This feeling hangs in the air like a shroud of death. But this shadow only hovers, not claiming this spirit yet. In annoyance, a scream is let loose but it is not heard. The silence echos loudly, leaving the spirit to feel alone and scared. Is this spirit wanted or is it pushed away? The spirit no longer knows...can no longer say. Trapped between love and hate...this spirit is still here...yet so very faded away.

[Tiger Lily]

"Looking up, I see the moon. I see its face and think of you. The sky is so vast, so wide, so filled with stars. I wish to touch them, but like you, they're so very far. Even so, I smile because I know...that you'll always be there like the moon's luminous glow. Each night, I stare at the moon's face. I wonder where you are and if you're safe. From what I feel, I know you're not in harm. Still, I only wish to have you back within my arms. Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I see the face which I long for. But, as i open them back, it's the moon that shines just like before.

As the nights pass on, as the seasons change, as snow now covers the ground...I still find myself waiting for you, still waiting to be found. Soon, this wait shall end for I know that you'll be here. And even though we'll spend one day together, it'll be worth it, my dear."

...Now, as he came home, paws silent and swift, he knew she'd be waiting there ever so patient. The snow seemed to shimmer in the moon's pure light. All he could see was the love in her eyes. And indeed, they did spend only one day together for this was their curse. But, that day was a gift, filled with love not pain or hurt. The night, it seemed, came quickly upon them. It was time to say farewell to his lover...his mate...his friend. Shifting to a tiger or white, she then walked away, leaving him in the arms of the night...

"Looking up, I see the stars. I wonder if you're traveling far. The night sky tells of your words for me. I can't help but smile as my heart beats happily. Now, I sit here, only thinking of you. My beautiful mat, may your return be soon. This one day we have spent is dear to my heart. But I wish, no, I desire you back with in my arms. I look at the moon and know that she is you...gazing back, softly, at me. I now await the night of your return and pray the year goes quickly. My heart beats heavy because it's love sick. Oh, when you return, I shall be right here. I shall have my arms open for you, my dear."

And come back she did, right into his arms. But this time, she wasn't alone. A little cub in a bundle of warmth looked back at him. Deep, golden browns stared up into his matching ones; the eyes that belonged to his beautiful baby girl. And, on other surprise came with his mate's return...the lifting of their horrid curse. What broke this is something unique. It's the bond of true love, you see. And if you look back or ask an elder of a story to be told. Get ready, young one, for I shall tell you of the story of the Tiger and the Wolf.

[Tiger Lily]

Some people crave the feeling that silence gives them. They desire the space of freedom it offers to them. They cherish the peace and quiet that it wraps around them. But me...silence only offers a noise...a deafening roar that shakes the drum inside my ear. Yet, this I do not mind for I search for a sign amongst the anguished cries in the silence. A sign that he is not there. A sign that tells me he is still in his bodies vessel that binds him to this earth. So far, I have found no such thing. For this, I am grateful, but I still have not heard his words nor felt his energy today. Worry and fear sets in...the freezing chill kisses my skin and bones like frost bite. But I do not give attention to this for I still listen for him in this deafening silence.

[Tiger Lily]

Dearest Angel, sweet Light Bringer...
you've been treated so poorly.
Everyone knows your story, Lucifer...
everyone knows about your fall from serenity.
But, is it the true tale of your descent and how you became fallen?
You are the angel heaven forgot, that heaven has forsaken.
Somehow, Lucifer, you don't seem so evil or bad.
Your tale is something that is truly sad.
Whatever words are said about you now, one fact remains.
You were an angel then...and still are to this day.
Dearest angel that heaven forgot and tossed away...
you'll find peace, somewhere, someday.

[Tiger Lily]

Mm...feel that? That ace within your body that's becoming more of an itch? Oh...go ahead...I dare you. Scratch that itch. You know you want to. You know you want to be touched in all the wrong places...or are they the right places? You know, little man, that all you want and desire is to fill her for the heat is becoming too much too bare. And you, my darling girl, you're craving to have him ravish you in any way he pleases. Yes....oh yes...you know you do. Goodness, speaking of this is making me so very hot and bothered. Both of them are so full of me...so full of tempting, deadly lust.

Oh yes...you all know me very well. For some, it doesn't take much to pull that sinful side of you out. For others, well once you receive a taste, you're hooked. I am a sinful drug...one you cannot easily get rid of. Once I'm in your system, you become consumed with need. Oh, isn't lust such a sin, indeed? Come on, mortal, there's nothing you can possible do once I grab hold. Your soul is mine for however long I wish. Mm, do you feel the need to take pleasure? To take it no matter the price of your actions? I can feel how bad your body needs it so how about I give you a little push? Go on...satisfy your thirst...give your soul over to me for the night. Ha-ha, yes, I am such a sinful drug. But, what can I say? I am, after all, the Sin of Lust.

[Tiger Lily]

A slab of grey stands erect inside this square room. A type of metal? No...glass...it's reflective and everything in its range is reflected. Moving closer to this liquid surface, a pair of brown eyes appear...but this quickly changes. A purple hue comes up like a shroud of smoke, eating away the natural color of these eyes. Fear creeps into the room as the reflection continues to shift. Smooth, brown skin turns ashen grey. Bright clothing slowly decays a bit, falling into strips and pieces of what used to be. The entire reflection of beauty is now one of dread, of horror ,or a toxic demon deep inside. Outside, the shell is whole, not cracked and polished. But, on the inside, the battle wages...the struggle of a lifetime. The struggle inside shows in the reflection of liquid glass...shows inside the mirror...shows inside sad eyes of brown shade. Soon, if the poison isn't dealt with, the reflecting image will be the picture of beauty whilst the shell becomes decayed and withered. There truly isn't a place to hide...no place to hide from the struggle inside.

[Tiger Lily]

"Run...run...just run..." my body cries out to me. My eyes are closed as I lay in bed but this doesn't last very long. A shower is taken, clothes are put on...then...I'm out the door. The wind blows, her breath like an icy kiss on my skin, but this, I do not feel. I do not hear her haunting voice within my ear, telling me to stop. I run, bare feet pounding upon the earth, her surface coarse and ever so rough, but I take no heed to this. Boom...buh-boom...buh-boom...the rhythm of my heart as I run faster and faster, water now streaming from my eyes, but this I ignore. Soon, minutes turn to hours, but I care not...run...just run...is what my soul, my spirit says. However, a trail of red outlines my footprints now...the harsh terrain of the earth has littered my feet with cuts and scrapes. I had not noticed the painful bite from them...yet still...I do not stop...I just run. Then, it is as though Mother Nature can no longer watch her daughter do this; she sends the wind to tell me to stop once more. My companion, the wind...I merely ignore her. That is when she forces herself upon me, blowing me down, causing ,me to fall on the ground. Now that I am still, just lying there on the earth, I take notice of several things all at once for everything crashes down on me...hard. My body is shaking, shivering, from the cold caress of the weather...and from my current state of fatigue. My face is wet from the tears that fell from my eyes. I am dizzy from the lack of oxygen due to my nonstop pace. My chest is tight from not being able to breathe properly, my heart hammering quickly...painfully. Then, there is the agonizing pain of my shredded, torn, cut up feet. The scent of blood coats the air as well as the ground behind me. My entire body is racked with pain, but I must get up...I must...I can't seem to gather any strength. Now...instead of my body saying to run...it says to rest....just rest...so rest I shall.

[Tiger Lily]

To be beaten and abused, taken for granted and mistreated by friend or foe...
to be asked for help, a listening ear for those they love...
to not say a word or have a complaint...
this is their job, their love, their fate...
to go home alone when all is done, when all has been made better....
this be the life of a humble healer.