Method of ReliefA spoon, a belt, a questionable needle, The recipe for tranquility is nearly complete. But why? The mindless self destruction that lies within is unbelievable. What now? The stainless Steel Scissors from deep within the drawer. The scissors that would otherwise be dyed red. Ridiculous! The volume is high, with room to spare. The music is raging, but nothing else! The sound is soothing with every chord. The glorious melodies lie stuck in head; nothing could stop their dancing. For now they are dancing with the madness; carrying it away with every beat. With the tempoMethod of Relief
HalloweenIt's Halloween, so frightful and cold, Yet o so compelling, to the tips of your bones.Halloween
For now, things are different, so you may see. The ghosts are all welcome, the monsters are set free.
The timing is right, for all to come see, The vampires and werewolves, from the shadows they flee.
The witches are cackling, and the zombies are all prancing
Halloween is a time for chills to be received,
But it is also a time for candy and glee.
Only once a year, is there a day this fun, So bask in its riches, in years to com.
Shatter At LastThe sound of slow, dreary footsteps is all that could be heard on this cold third floor. Classrooms line the hall, passing you by; not a soul in sight. Ahead: the unforgiving wall of glass. The thoughts fill your absent mind: What if…? What if you liked me? What if you loved me back? What if I don't stop? You realize this fear; the wall of glass is three feet away; two feet; one foot. Your legs finally stop. Of course; your arms and face lay pressed against the wall of glass, the wall of hatred. But then it happens: You think the thought: what if I didn't stop? Your hands give an inch; your face jerks forward. The glass shattShatter At Last
| To tell you the truth, I have no idea why I am here. I am more of a private and personal artist, but due to many requests, I have made an account. While I am here I might as well make the best of it and show you my art. Well,I am a writer, so if you want to see the images I have made you will have to read them first. Although I am a writer, I am equally in love with music. I may not be the best at making it, but I love listening to it. Send me a message if you would like to hear some of my music. Until then, goodbye. |
Oh mysterious future...
Overwhelmed
Cheers
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I'm doing what I'm suppose to do!
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"I know but one Freedom, and that is the Freedom of the Mind" - Antoine de St-Exupery
I'm looking forward to see what comes next.
Keep up the great work.
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"I know but one Freedom, and that is the Freedom of the Mind" - Antoine de St-Exupery
(It's funny though, I am actually very bad with maps. I can't read them to save my life. I am going to make on horrible driver.)
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