Always at an absolute standstill, but restless as the rivers of the heart, I lie awake. I ponder the things that seem impractical, yet, completely relevant to the struggles faced daily. I'm always wanting, seeking--desiring things that bring temporary satisfaction, but eternal peace. Are you listening?
Voids, endless voids, as far as the eye can see are surrounding the last haven of my freed mind--my heart. Confines do not keep my heart bound not my soul chained, but my mind deprived of freedom. Where I'd the key?
Perhaps I try to hard to get why I don't have, or
Or...do I not try hard enough...?
I cannot tell anymore. My eyes are blacken
Repeated cuts and constant blows to an area deprived of life and feeling only gratify one that seeks to utterly destroy a person's being. Swollen fists, broken spirits, and bloody knuckles are the prized possessions of tyrants. Bravery has no stench, but corrodes the air, choking the lives of those that thrive on causing grief to the weak.
As we speak, as we...try to find choice words to categorize our feelings, you'll find that none come to mine as we stare at each other's soul in amazement. The feeling I feel after years of false love, isn't what is, but what always was...
So you visit again, again, and again?
Less travelled by all, both women and men?
You see, nothing's changed since the last time you came
We are all mad here, and all are to blame.
I saw you turn down the road of the guards
And saw your face when you picked up the cards
It's true, it's true, you came to the land
When others, like I, keep our head in our hands!
Where queens are sharp, like shades of red
Where rabbits do fear of losing their head
Where flowers do sing, and tea is drunk
How time and tea make all run amuck
I'm here, I'm there, I'm up, I'm pale
No arms, no hands, no legs, no tail...
I see you smile again at that
The Tale, "The T
Always at an absolute standstill, but restless as the rivers of the heart, I lie awake. I ponder the things that seem impractical, yet, completely relevant to the struggles faced daily. I'm always wanting, seeking--desiring things that bring temporary satisfaction, but eternal peace. Are you listening?
Voids, endless voids, as far as the eye can see are surrounding the last haven of my freed mind--my heart. Confines do not keep my heart bound not my soul chained, but my mind deprived of freedom. Where I'd the key?
Perhaps I try to hard to get why I don't have, or
Or...do I not try hard enough...?
I cannot tell anymore. My eyes are blacken
Repeated cuts and constant blows to an area deprived of life and feeling only gratify one that seeks to utterly destroy a person's being. Swollen fists, broken spirits, and bloody knuckles are the prized possessions of tyrants. Bravery has no stench, but corrodes the air, choking the lives of those that thrive on causing grief to the weak.
As we speak, as we...try to find choice words to categorize our feelings, you'll find that none come to mine as we stare at each other's soul in amazement. The feeling I feel after years of false love, isn't what is, but what always was...
So you visit again, again, and again?
Less travelled by all, both women and men?
You see, nothing's changed since the last time you came
We are all mad here, and all are to blame.
I saw you turn down the road of the guards
And saw your face when you picked up the cards
It's true, it's true, you came to the land
When others, like I, keep our head in our hands!
Where queens are sharp, like shades of red
Where rabbits do fear of losing their head
Where flowers do sing, and tea is drunk
How time and tea make all run amuck
I'm here, I'm there, I'm up, I'm pale
No arms, no hands, no legs, no tail...
I see you smile again at that
The Tale, "The T
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through dA,
Not a troll was stirring, nor Grinch in his sleigh.
Deviations were hung in digital Galleries with care,
In hopes that +Favourites soon would be there.
The n00bs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Daily Deviations danced in their heads.
And Fella in his 'kerchief, and spyed (https://www.deviantart.com/spyed) with his night-light,
Had just settled down to log-off for the night,
When over in the Forums there arose such a clatter,
Fella sprang back online to see what was the matter.
To the browser window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the tabs and refreshed the cache.
When what to his art-loving ey
I am finally done with school. It's been a long road, but it has finally come to a halt. I'm gonna try to become a little more active on here as time goes by. To the small group of people that continue to follow me, be expecting more.
Ok, so I've been looking at some of the deviations with modeling...and I thought about trying it out. Not the amateur self shot types, but the kind that get some people noticed for far greater things. I'm wanting to take a break from drawing because now I have to draw in school....so....yeah......getting bored. I know I haven't really been one to get noticed like that on here, but I ask for a little feedback. Something uplifting if possible....