DesertedThe waves beat against the salt-aged ship, the ceaseless toll of time Floating on, abandoned, the emptiness echoes, bone-weary and alone Creaking timbers cry out into the fog, unanswered, unheeded Everything is brittle, the frail pieces of the aching pastDeserted
The memories haunt, the only passengers to a lonely soul
DisenchantedWhen childhood ends and leaves your soul behind Chaos erupts within the unfettered mind Ash left in place of the faerie’s dust Swords in stone will only rust Magic words turn sour on your tongueDisenchanted
Every shred of hope is wrung Leaving you bleak and dry Hoping yet for some chance to fly
Trappedgrounded by the fear of flight while others dance and dream delight never freed from my domain no cure for the incessant bain no wings to fly, feet torn and bleeding others cautious words, unheeding want to escape the clutches of my own live without what others condone speaking words I never meant the deed needs done, my mind is bent armored by others, defended? nay sealed clothe whisked away, the prison revealedTrapped
Tach Lor
I AmI amI Am
I am a mirror I am what other people see I am everything that people think of me I am doomed to a life that others decree I am friendless and alone I am tired and hungry I am empty
I am
Not going to be what i see Not some shadow of what others see Not going to become what others want Not chained to a wheel that spins endlessly Not living a life that means nothing to anyone Not helpless and hopeless and fragile and weak Not going to take it anymore
I AM ME!
Christopher Hailey January 22, 200
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~I'm no one special, but i am somebody. d(-_-)b
~There's a whole world out there, outside of your mental globe. Infect it with your vibrance and spread the diseased color of Life.
Sick Creations represent.
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My art website: [link]
My metaphysics and conspiracy website: [link]
Thank you for the comment. Glad you liked it. And yea, so do I. ;D
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"You should consider yourself lucky when you lose an argument with someone who also wants the car piece, and you're so angry you decide not to play anymore. All you'll be doing is playing a never ending, very boring, board game by the name of "Monopoly".
At least YOU like it.
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I drive with my windows down when it rains.
I feel like time is not all necessary.
*What's the point of living if you can't fly?*
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Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
^ (heart) the screenname.
And a very nice gallery as well.
-awesomeness.
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For what it's worth...
"...and the letters that composed the words
that burnt the heart and shattered the soul
leaving echos of destruction
in the wake of my misplaced sanity."
Disco fucking fever.
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