When no longer can I stand the way
Things stay the same day after day
I take up a pen, and fly away.

Borne on Dragon's wings with haste
Off to see some splendid place
Out of time, out of space.

It is here my heart resides,
In a world my dream provides
No matter where I may reside.

So when I find humanity
Has robbed me of my sanity
I indulge this vanity

This skill of mine to leave the frey
To build myself a brighter day
A way, in short, to fly away.

The stars look down from high above,

The wind blows soft and free,

Everything that's here belongs.

Everything but me.

I am from the world of man,

In that world I was born,

But now I journey o're this land,

I was, at first, forlorn.

The first night was a horror

The sounds chased sleep away,

But now each night I tire,

I rest easy where I lay.

The world of man is where I fit,

But never was it home.

Now I am a happy outcast,

Glad to live alone.

For as I lie so out of place,

I cast my eyes about,

And see that I have everything,

I can't get by without.

There is no noise, there is no smog

No buildings, and no cars,

No shouts, nor stinking fog,

But water flows, beasts come to drink,

And I'm watch o're by the stars.

How long ago were you lost in the snow

How many years has it been?

How did it feel when your blood ceased to flow,

When the last of it froze in the vein?

Tell me dear brother, did you die in fear,

When the ice wind would howl in the night,

Or did you believe you would soon return here,

And that soon all would once more be right.

Tell me, how long were you lost in the snow,

Alone and without any friend,

Tell me how long it has been since I prayed,

That soon you would come home again.

It's 3 am and the gremlins are back again
Whispering in my ear without voices
tapping at my skull wit fingers they do not have.

Silently they complain and chide me, insistent and loud, yet incessantly soundless.
In my mind their wordless cry echoes and reverberates always the same.
They scream for ink and letters like wrathful Aztec gods craving fresh heartsblood

I hear some writers have a muse,
An elegant, gentle guide to lead them through the creative process.
I have my gremlins.

Small and clever, my gremlins are ever restless.
Forever they claw and pull at me.
Impatient, impetuous, never still.
They cry out to me, their demands the same as ever.
In one voice, and that one which makes no sound.
With their single silent scream they all shout...
WRITE THIS DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Over the sky and beyond the stars
Out past Jupiter, Out past Mars

Beyond the grasp of human mind
There is a realm, though ill defined

No borders between countries lay
No paths are there to show the way.

In this world there is no time
To life here there is no rhyme

However wonders do abound
In this world suffused with sound

The sounds of silence shake the air
And music is not half so fair

Here there are the glades and dells
Where the mighty dragon dwells

Here the forest never ends,
but deserts lie beyond the bends

This world beyond the second star
Must seem to you so very far

It isn't so, its rather near
And all may go there without fear

For full of terrors as it seems
They can not harm you in your dreams.

The world turns, and you keep walking, just keep moving forward.
You think maybe you used to know why you kept moving,
but that was long ago.

Now you only do it, because that's all you know,
The world never changes, never stop or slows,
But that's ok, you're comfortable.
This is what you know.

Then one day it's not, you see a light ahead.
A tiny shining spot,
a fire left unfed.
A destination, something to strive for. A reason.
Something long forgotten, now again within your reach.

And so you chase it,
can't erase it, can't embrace it, capture it
It keeps escaping keeps evading, leaving holes in you
Huge and gaping,
bleeding, hurting, never dying, never quitting, though you'r crying,

Never giving up, giving in,slowing down,
until you win
the prize in your eyes,
That light that you see, the person who waits for you,
If you believe,
That if you keep walking as always you may,
be with that person on some distant day.

And then you catch them.
You catch up, you slow down, you take it in.
And now what?
No one can say, perhaps they move on,
and are long gone,
leave you behind but stay in your mind,
Leave a pain in your veins, in your very soul,
or maybe they stay,
and together you two are whole.

Then, there is only one thing to do.
Keep moving forward.
Together.

All I know I have learned from anime.

I have learned that intelligent high schoolers and unbelievable power sources should be kept far apart,

That there is a harem out there for everyone,

That ***** are the ultimate source of power in the universe,

and that nothing in all the world can not be improved by the addition of giant robots.

I have discovered that studio gainax has a huge stockpile of LSD, and that I must discover its location.

I have learned that Makoto Shinkai loves the taste of your tears,

and that Satonshi Kon is the thing the boogie man checks under his bed for.

But most of I have learned that you should always take that swing,

That if you stand strong you can pierce the heavens,

That if you stand together with those who mean the most to you, you will never be defeated,

And that true love can span the galaxies, knows no boundaries, and never dies.

Otaku forever.