The Online World of Troy

Now don't let this frighten you.  But like all people, I do have a dark side.  Not dark in an evil way.  I just have this Edgar Allan Poe sense of humor.  A dark outlook on life.  Being bipolar has taught me to appreciate all that life has to offer, the good and the bad.  The sweet and the sour. 

"If my life were a movie, Tim Burton would direct it, and Johnny Depp would be the star!" -- Troy

Here I have posted some original work, and works of the greatest minds of the age.  It's a mad world...

Because I Could not Stop for Death

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, be passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.

-- Emily Dickinson

"There is pleasure in madness,

But which none but madmen know"

-- Unknown

The Betrayal of Transcendence

I wish I could return to that shell
The safe cocoon I’d built before…
That surrounding wall that protected me.
But no, I had to try.
I had to change, and be a part of the outside-
So, away I flew, to seek my fortune and fame.
Alas, there is no return to the shell---
My wings have spread… and dried in the sun.
I am who I’ve become---
With all of my colors, every swirl and dot,
Every curve and point.
Fragile, unsure, vulnerable
Always to be admired from afar,
Yet never to be held, or caressed---
Or loved.
I just had to change,
Never happy with what I was…
Oh, for the comfort of my solitude,
Of knowing I need only myself to survive.
Allowing no space for disappointment,
No room for betrayal…

Now, I could not ever hope to return.

               -- An Original