The feeling of pressure around my naked waist and to my left, persuades my featherly eyes to open.
The room was dark and a spark of light came from outside. The window to my right.
Something i did not see before , an angel has his arms around my waist, they are so monsterous, so soft and gentle.
I turn my eyes to see his face. So beautiful like a sculpture. The light created such tone and definition a print in my mind it will always be. But just enough to see only features of his face. His eyes closed and his smile so vivid it peirces me.
We are warm, the blood colored covers were wrapped around us, pinning us togethor but somewhat expos
A small girl of only of 5, wakes up early to experience a grandmother. Anxious to get downstairs she grabbes a glass of milk. Cold and her favorite, a delightfull smile creases her fair face. She skippes down the steep plastic stairs to a door. Knocks, and it opens.
She can smell the cinnamen the moment She opened the door, warm and sticky on the nostrils. A smell that draws you in and changs your world.
She barely opens the door, because it is very heavy and loud on the carpet. A bright smile once again overwhelms her face. The blond hair swings to the left as she turns her head to see the dolls.
Hand-crafted dolls, and animals. Fasinatin
my heart is broken
and my mind a tear
with your shattered advances
I wish to stay fair
but for now I am done
and home is the goal
with a broken heart I ask to go
you beg and plead
with a smile catches me
but I am done and just want to go home
for now I am alone
blurring down your way with a fury inside me
coursing through my viens with adreniline
can't make decisions that would fall to reside me
my eyes see the beginning but when will this end
leaving the lines that have shifted along
will only bring this journey to a start
fracture the beast who though he was strong
and gag his ability to never part
crunching those bones
and drinking her blood
will surfice for enternities thud
beat . . . beat . . . beat the heart
and crank you brain into mud
creases form and lights,
adorn
I feel a sense of urgency
who can but remember that feeling,
of sweat rippling down your back.
pulsing tears through the air
highten ones smell
the salt evaporating into the mist
a dream scorches
laying abruptly against a wall
longs for you to come near
but all you can say is forget
death is your vodka
I am naked
, nothing hideing the real me
cleansed
,no secrets I have not shown
burning
, as their eyes peer into my soul
withering
, as their thoughs engulf me
I have not done anything wrong
and yet they think
too much
I love their faces though
so literal, so real
I have decided my fate
none, nothing, empty
looking for something
to fill that void
They tear apart my box
the empty one that is
only to find my universe marble
ha, a small world, a whole million
beings screaming as their lives roll in my mine
I have empathy fo
He creeps forward
shy to say
he would enjoy
a dance today
I lift my head
to see a face
only thinking
of one place
His toes dance
upon the dirt
as I see lightening
begin to flirt
A spark so sharp
begins a fire
between our
palms up higher
Twisting, turning
in the air
our breath
becomes a dare
To linger
on our fingertips
my dress
begins to rip
Catch me my love
catch my stranger
I am unsure
of developed danger
The clouds kiss
giving away that beautifull silver
that pours away
that golden filter
We could dance
We could sing
but the rain
only screams
Those toes dance on the dirt as they bring up dust
But you do not care you are free!
Splendid movement to show the case
but you are only half full
Your family is lost
Taken from you, invisible
But that sits on the back burner for a moment only
You cry, you cook, you pick, you stab those once dancing toes on spurs
everynights a battle to love yourself worthless
fictional of course
Do you believe as I?
Something so grand
I love the core
So untouched and still scared
But that moment has passed
and the crying begins
You are free from their tyranny
Sweet and Rare
Chocolate
I had waited and anticipated as the night grew dark.
Long periods in which I were flawless and empty
My moments were sharp, no exiles for them to pick up
And yet a cry of wonder. . . .
what was to come ?
we had meticulously worked and spoke of things
to keep ourselves occupied
my mind was shaking like a tadpole thrown in a rapids
trying to will itself the correct way only to be overpowered
by the ruthless ignorant currant
fearfull and hoping for things to stay in frame
I wait, a negative of myself if only
for it to change
tiring sustained
I can feel the breathless thoughts stewing in our brains
as the game, we noticed, had
The creeping of the stairs
the sharpness of the floor
the space taken up by boxes behind my door
All make a face that I see everyday
ones that only greet me in a very small way
like they are alive and emotion they display
help me feel their pain everyday
I am hoping one is not jealous of the other
giving them all a chance to freely wonder
along the paths of my skull
to feel how it is to be alive
How my conversations effect them
for them to thanked for the job that they can not bend
into the way they move under the darkness
a shudder fills their hearts and creeps along
Into my gaze as I walk along
displaying my thoughts through
Current mood: angry
Category: Life
You were a fix,
You were a node,
You were someone to fill my heart
You were something to take up my time
Something to look forward to
Something to be accomplished
Something to sculpt
Something to fear
But I feared you
I adored you
I loved you
I hated you
Because You hurt me
You poisoned me
You forced me
to the floor. And you still could not understand?????
Why I had to change
I had to fight
I had to spear myself in the chest
I had to watch you bleed
I had to hear you cry
I had to feel you plea for our connection
I see now Somethings you cannot change
but others can
I feared my l
Current mood: ashamed
She walks across a smoldering red cliff. As a rainstorm downpours.
Her feet bleeding from the cacti amongst her.
A tattered dress draped around her neck enveloping her ripped skin.
The drops sting her eyes as her heart swells.
The breath leaves her chest, a course cemented.
She can not breath, the howls surround her.
A huddles figure against the sand. A pounding dense hand paving into the earth
She swallows her vein at once
I watch her move around this globe.
Endless depths and cascading fears.
A branch lane across her path
broken and splintered into dust.................covers her
Suffocating Seru
I had waited and anticipated as the night grew dark.
Long periods in which I were flawless and empty
My moments were sharp, no exiles for them to pick up
And yet a cry of wonder. . . .
what was to come ?
we had meticulously worked and spoke of things
to keep ourselves occupied
my mind was shaking like a tadpole thrown in a rapids
trying to will itself the correct way only to be overpowered
by the ruthless ignorant currant
fearfull and hoping for things to stay in frame
I wait, a negative of myself if only
for it to change
tiring sustained
I can feel the breathless thoughts stewing in our brains
as the game, we noticed, had
Those toes dance on the dirt as they bring up dust
But you do not care you are free!
Splendid movement to show the case
but you are only half full
Your family is lost
Taken from you, invisible
But that sits on the back burner for a moment only
You cry, you cook, you pick, you stab those once dancing toes on spurs
everynights a battle to love yourself worthless
fictional of course
Do you believe as I?
Something so grand
I love the core
So untouched and still scared
But that moment has passed
and the crying begins
You are free from their tyranny
Sweet and Rare
Chocolate
He creeps forward
shy to say
he would enjoy
a dance today
I lift my head
to see a face
only thinking
of one place
His toes dance
upon the dirt
as I see lightening
begin to flirt
A spark so sharp
begins a fire
between our
palms up higher
Twisting, turning
in the air
our breath
becomes a dare
To linger
on our fingertips
my dress
begins to rip
Catch me my love
catch my stranger
I am unsure
of developed danger
The clouds kiss
giving away that beautifull silver
that pours away
that golden filter
We could dance
We could sing
but the rain
only screams
I am naked
, nothing hideing the real me
cleansed
,no secrets I have not shown
burning
, as their eyes peer into my soul
withering
, as their thoughs engulf me
I have not done anything wrong
and yet they think
too much
I love their faces though
so literal, so real
I have decided my fate
none, nothing, empty
looking for something
to fill that void
They tear apart my box
the empty one that is
only to find my universe marble
ha, a small world, a whole million
beings screaming as their lives roll in my mine
I have empathy fo
creases form and lights,
adorn
I feel a sense of urgency
who can but remember that feeling,
of sweat rippling down your back.
pulsing tears through the air
highten ones smell
the salt evaporating into the mist
a dream scorches
laying abruptly against a wall
longs for you to come near
but all you can say is forget
death is your vodka
blurring down your way with a fury inside me
coursing through my viens with adreniline
can't make decisions that would fall to reside me
my eyes see the beginning but when will this end
leaving the lines that have shifted along
will only bring this journey to a start
fracture the beast who though he was strong
and gag his ability to never part
crunching those bones
and drinking her blood
will surfice for enternities thud
beat . . . beat . . . beat the heart
and crank you brain into mud
Sorry guys for not putting anything new on in a while. I am kinda of taking a break even though I had not done much in the first place. Need some time to myself like everyone should do. Hopefull I can come back from it. Or should I say I will, just do not know when.
Here Ye'
Here Ye'
I am looking for an artist who is good with animals. Not anime like even though I do enjoy that kind of work, but more real looking. I need a crystal bears concept for my tattoo that I would enjoy getting as soon as possible. Yes, I have tried myself but unfortunately it has been many long years since I have actually "drew with heart". I have lost my drawing luster and now writing is my new muse. I have no emotions when it comes to figures. So I am asking if anyone has a reference for me. I would greatly appreciate it.
Cold Collective Skin From A Cat Can Be Made Into A Cape. I Will Have Photos Of This Cat Soon. Ohhhhh