I've cried so many times over it
And I've cried all night over this
For so many years I've dwelled on it
I wished things would change
But sadly they haven't
I can't dwell on it anymore
It won't do any good
The damage is done
Time to begin a new chapter
One of healing
And letting my wounds close
One of mending
And letting go of my worries
I must begin therapy now
I must start writing
For this is my only way to heal
And come to term
Poetry is my therapy
I shall use it wisely
It's taken me a while
But this has all saved me
Somehow someway
I've got to be strong now
Although I feel weak
I've got to let go now
I must move o
I ran behind the wall of fear.
Theres no one there to wipe my tears.
I am all alone inside my mind
Wont someone help me to escape.
All I ever wanted was to be free.
Free of this burden that I carry.
Wont someone help me,
Because All I Ever Wanted,
Was to Be Free.
They give you your image and the things you believe. Now open your eyes and tell me what did you behold?
Did you want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real that you wanted life in every word to the extent that it's ridiculous? Do shapes and shadows replace the colors that should be? Did you see yourself on a magazine cover with the hottest people in Hollywood?
Or did you see the world as it is, in its technicolor glory? Did you see the heartbreak the world has to offer.......along with the joyouse occasions that triple the amount of the sad? Did you see yourself as one of many. As a person?
So tell me please. What did
Destination Nowhere by killswitchbitch, literature
Literature
Destination Nowhere
Takes two steps forward,
Then three to the back,
A never ending game,
This circle I've forged.
Who to tag says,
The cat to the mouse.
Read between the lines,
It's there in black and white
Blurred are these visions hiding the signs
Broken locks in a windowless room,
A house meant to condemn
All dials to denile,all minds to misery.
Lost in the passing of time,
Forgotten only a fleeting memory,
Fading into the colorless expanse,
Within these walls with ears,
Fallen deaf to the frail cries.
No means to an end,
The circle forever unending,
Caught in this viscous cycle,
On a train bound for nowhere
Current Residence: Amarillo Favourite genre of music: Rock/Alternitave Favourite photographer: Shattered Reflection/ Myself Skin of choice: My own.... o.O
Favourite Visual Artist
Too many to name. (( Haz, Rakuraikami, Taillone, Chero, Sarah-chan ))
Favourite Movies
Garden State
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Evanescence, Lacuna Coil, Used, Jimmy Eat World
Favourite Writers
Edgar Alan Poe, Wendi Wise
Favourite Games
The Hokey-Pokey?
Tools of the Trade
Mechanicle pencil, paper.....and the pink bunnies that inspire me....
I've permanently moved to ~PoisonedFlower (https://www.deviantart.com/poisonedflower)
Yes indeed.
Watch me there if you wish.
Right now, theres mostly photography.
Skethes up soon.
<3
"Kaylene! you're going too fast!"
"I got to get you home before curfew."
"Kaylene...the turn..THE TURN!!!!"
I see the swerve...I close my eyes and feel it flip over...once...twice..three times.
Im screaming and open my eyes. My arm feels broken and the car is laying down on my side.
"FUCK!! Dear God, get me out of here!!" I scream.
I see her climb up through the window.
I keep screaming for help, the pain is almost too much and I can't lift my arm. Finally, I summon up the strength to pop my arm back in place.
And I pray.
I pray, I pray, and I pray.
Finally I see someone rush up and the lift the car.
I unbuckle and clmb out.
An
So alot's changed..
Let me start off saying that Im sorry for the lack of artwork. I've been really into photography and fashion design lately. I know, I know, no more anthros..maybe once in a while..
Photography:
poisonedflower.deveianart.com
Come see me.
<3 you lovelies.
A little friendly and hopefully helpful message from me, in your name section on DA its schitzophrenic, unless you purposely meant to spell it wrong for an odd effect.