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Of Violets and ViolenceWords whisper down my spine today. Down through my head; up through my toes; leaking out my pores like sweat, they drip down my skin and form a puddle at my feet. I look down and realize:Of Violets and Violence
I can't go back home. I have no map I have no compass I have no ruby sneakers
As much as I will them the stars won't come out to remind me of how small I really am.
The sky is too foggy, as though the stratosphere is made of dying breaths. The air so thick you could cut it with a sickle.
and I have nothing left to do,
but look back up
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Days of Color : GrayToday is Gray; the air crackles with unspoken words that seem to electrify the air here.Days of Color : Gray
I can feel them dance on the tips of my fingers; the tip of my tongue; as though if I were to reach out and touch you they would arc in a gray flash between us.
And that's all it would take; a simple touch.
I'm finally here, luggage and all; but I'm not here.
I thought I was home, but it looks like I'm simply in a house.
A gray house; on a gray street;
under a gray moon.


Of Vice and Virtue As I type this, I clench my teeth together to keep from throwing up on the keyboard. My cloths smell of vomit, and my stomach spasms in agony.Of Vice and Virtue
I had the thought again today. It usually only comes about once a year. There usually are some signs on the day I will have the thought. This morning I felt the walls closing in on me, and sat down in a corner and leaned my forehead into that infinite razor blade that marks the meeting of two planes. I couldnt think, and my heart rate doubled within a second, as a burning sensation ripped across my chest, as th
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Darkness.Only darkness.Its only where I can be.Just alone.Forgotten.I'm nothing to anyone anymore.Why try?Pointless.I'm only a fragment to this world.
I hope to see you around my gallery, maybe you find something else, that catches your interest.
Thanks!
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