schamelon

Art is a physical representation        of a part of you that is deeper        than words could ever describe    Art translates the language                  o f                t  h  e            s    o    u    l

Oppressive               Darkness;                             Looming Like an elusive shadow Creeping upon you; Like a quiet shiver up your spine Engulfing             Darkness;                          Ominous Like that dreaded truth Or that moment of stillness Between the white-hot flashes And roaring thunder crashes Your blood runs cold with fear Your skin, as pale as death I      a   m T  h  e     D  a  r  k  n  e  s  s W    i    t    h    i    n         y    o    u  

I wish there were Such things as Unbiased Truths about                        Life and Love                                                            &                                                                       Good and Evil 'Truth' is all relative                                To your own                                                     State of mind

Just let me Fall apart I want to Make something Beautiful                           With all of the   Broken pieces.

She was always looking For something Profound Something that made The time             Just stop One moment to forget the Past, just             For one moment One moment to feel whole Again and             Just breathe One moment to forget What she could             Never Forget before-- What she thought She could never             Forget Until now. Everything is fading away Just remember             How to                            (Breathe) Her eyes close, she hears only One word:             "Love." She was always looking For something Profound One moment as grand and solemn as An entire Lifetime One single moment of cla

circling shadows flickering around and around it's all spiraling down toward this collapse toward this new ending the darkness is closing in imminence. certainty. you know how this will end then why are you still standing here? you know you can't make time stand still but maybe if you stay here, you won't have to know what comes next. this is how the story ends with you gone and i'm still here trying to stand on my own two feet but the floor swallowed them whole last week it's been eating me away for days and the walls have been beating my body to a pulp circling shadows flickering around and around it's all spiraling down toward this co

I have a song in my heart It speaks the words I cannot utter It lets me feel the things I can't even begin to feel Like being in love, Or being complete, And not just broken. I have a song in my heart Let me play it, Let me sing it, Let me dance to it for you But your eyes are blind; Stone cold stare. Your ears are deaf. Your skin is hardened by past hurts. Like a toughened leather, Beaten down and burned in the hot sun For days and days on end. We both are broken. Maybe together we can be even a little more whole. I have this song in my heart. It is about you. It speaks the words my mouth could never utter. It feels the things my heart Coul

It's all so relative This distant collapse Renew and relapse Take it all in Begin again Breathe in this sweet destruction This loneliness is unending And you're so condemning Just smiles pretending Give in and decay This feeling's irrelevant To reach is a swift descent Try to deny this; The feeling of emptiness All that's left is an absence I dare you, try to deny it The taste of your lips Doesn't destroy this Your mind is an open book With words set between the lines So tell me, just tell me What are you trying to hide? Why are you so pensive? What was the incentive? Your mind is an open book With words set between the lines So tell me,

You fall from the sky. So perfect, so beautiful. Shining, reflecting, casting glimmers of light. You reach the surface. Make contact. You shatter Trickle down Sink in Dissolve Evaporate Condense Repeat. (How many lives has a droplet lived?)

So this is how it feels. Burn me down in flames. Leave me here in ashes. Dressed in decay. Wrapped in fire. Your kiss like flint and tinder, Igniting a spark, lighting a fire in my heart. I didn't think it would come to this. I didn't think it would hurt this much. I didn't think it would reach so far. I swear, I'm about to combust. My insides writhing and charred. It's so beautiful... Like trees in autumn, when their leaves turn into fire, They blow in the wind to find their final resting place. They turn to into ash, turn to dust. Sink into the earth. So this is how it feels. Burn me down in flames, leave me in ashes. I wanted this. I nee