see myself as i am
fading away, smoke of those dreams
have become reality
wasted feelings..imprisoned in misery
letting go..for a moment
and thinking it was fate..my life...
in the cosmopolis of infinite futures
so fast and huge lanes, in they all move
so obsessed to their cause..running blindly
to promised perfection..a chosen...
of all what you say about me
put a bullet through my head, let me be free
tired of these fkd up emotions
tired of burning very inch of my soul
everyday, with new...
One day, while using Google images, shockingly, I found my painting online! I clicked once, zoomed in and couldn’t believe it. But then, I knew, it was impossible, for I haven...
I can't remember the last time I was angry
and after a veeery long time..
for the first time, I'm angry >:(
I'm the unfriendly and introvert type and I have trust issues. In...
to the one..
who talked with me for months, about a place
who pushed me away from my cave
held my hand, told me that she loves me and i am saved
so i went on a journey of...
wants me to fly, spill the blood
start the ritual, hallucinate and reach the sky
embrace the sun, burn myself alive
so i could feel alive..for a while
if i die...
idk how many regrets i have...been insane half of my life
always wandering, morbid self destructive curiosities
what i remember is...i lived in moments..in which i...
saw things move...fly..die
in the paralyzed state of my mind
observed the morbid curiosities burning souls
lived so much in my mind, forgot all my goals
punishing myself for...
i swim through in the swamp of my disease
like to wander, new places, be free
sleep or awake, always in cold dark breeze
no words for what all this, am i dead
my soul wants to...
I wrote this about someone I was close to about 8 months ago. These words couldn't have been more true.
"I love you so much you fill my every waking thought.
I love you so much...
SHE SLEEPS ABOVE ME.
She sleeps above me.
And I wonder where we are, where she is.
Does she see me? Can I feel her in my heart where I thought she would stay?
Am i swathed in...
in the name of love..you..all kill
became something i wasn't
you have what you craved for
now let mo go
let me have some peace
don't wanna talk...
that vein that breeds the disease inside
the one pushing you to the path of suicide
infected blood, making you die inside
shatter the illusion get rid of that
First off, I apologise if my prose is not good enough. I am French and my English has been improving since I joined this site in the winter. I try to be descriptive but perhaps...
I say you are certain, then try to find the denotative form to define, yet all that is written in many dictionaries is without error, proven by evidence, something true, so I need...
Standing here today, clawing at the shrinking fleshOf a long lost wildflower summer, I'm thirstingFor the blood that once engorged my youthful veinsWith lustfull play and innocent...
Beauty belongs to the beholder, for the same sight is changed through different eyes.
Words completely fail me when I look at my son sleeping. Content and peaceful...I wonder what he dreams.
I have never known a love so huge that it feels like my heart can't...
Whenever I feel lonely or sad I'll draw a girl who looks depressed. (What I mainly draw) If I feel happy I mainly doodle. Smiley faces on my school work mainly but yeah.
At 22, I already feel I had grown up too fast. Way before my time. Matured before my time. So they define it.. That constant reminder "oh you're mature for your age". It...
this filthy, dark cave
in which lay paralyzed
broken music as my muse
to escape what's right in front of me
compressed, thin path we race
rich orphans with whole world in their hands
still craving for things they can't understand
creating their normal goals..futures...
a little shadow of hope
and here we go again
cursing at our past, yesterdays
like they never existed
happy today..on futures we're all fixated
For night is the time
To sit and let go of the past and
let the new light and hope shine upon
I walk through my day and see only puppets on strings. This one wants to rule the world, that one wants to disappear. All with motives only their own in appearance. It's societies...
What do I want?
I want to feel you on top of me, my legs wrapped around your body. One hand tangled in my soft hair, pinning me to the bed. The other...oh, the other...is firmly...
live in fear
eating my soul
screams, no one can hear
never saw the other side
my mental suicide
weak i am, scared of everything
unable to sleep..mind...
things just keeps coming back..
and was all my fault..
I was the one who was wrong..
I hate myself
sweet, beautiful lies..
happy creatures in disguise
soft, weaken you..put you to sleep
those moments of satisfaction and glory..love
remembering them, smiling...
"Heeya-Hee, The Day the Rain Stopped"
Purposefully, he ascends the spiraling stairway to the boudoir of her soul. Meticulously placed Venetian mirrors hold her resplendent...
Free...so subjective. I am free. No one makes me
Free...to be myself to let you in, to let you be a part of me.
Come...feel me, take me, make me yours...
The reaper is not to be feared. You can spend your whole life fearing his embrace but in the end it finds us all. To the worn and weary feeling his sycthe against the skin is a...
Oh well, told you it would make you mad. The passion you'd destroy, so the words are destroyed also. They swirl in my head. They cripple me, and the curse I was speaking of, the...