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Impromtu biningtopurgeColourblind moment of madness,Impromtu biningtopurge
infinite sadness,
melencholy moment to;
fuck pain
wet wounds
and relentless
shamelessly chaotic
blood from a rose
as the blood from a new
a cause
an obsession
a blind fistofgod
i wrote empty words
agianst satin sheets
and purged myself betwixt the aftermath.


Secrets 1-2I was staring at the moon, about 2 nights after the fact, trying to come to grips with the whole "boy who cried wolf" drama that I had created for myself. I guess it was then that I thought I could escape from it all, simply by creating real problems that no one could mistake for lies. That essentially started my whole cutting phase, it became, me trying to prove to everyone that being molested did affect me, and in all of that, I lied, saying that, my cutting was me trying to empty myself from the disease that he gave me. For a while people believed it, which, for a while was a good thing, until I (subconsciously) did it for other reasSecrets 1-2


t s o p r m m - 1-1I can remember being 7 years old, watching the trees outside the lounge window, kicking my feet against the large wood Entertainment centre, sounding out the wordt s o p r m m - 1-1
" M a g n a v o x" and scratching my balls, all because i saw the mirror in the hallway and it made me think of all of those things. I guess when you’re young, your mind is launched, into the most fantastic of plateaus, with cherry blossomed fields and white horses, with blonde goddesses eating green apples and drinking red wine.. by nothing more then your mothers perfume. Maybe it was my imagination; hell, everyone always said i let it run wild whenever i had the chance, Aft


SugarsweetShe remebered, the cold touch of his hands, and the sickening look on his unshaved face, Like it was yesterday.Sugarsweet
She knew he was sick, she knew god had no part in this
His cock, smelled of cheap perfume, red wine and cold sweat.
She sucked away, for no other reason than curiousity.
His cum, Like a drug induced exactly
3.4 million images, into her immidiate train of thought.
Asleep next to her felt wrong. The first time in 7 years she felt s


The CallingThe CallingThe Calling
Visions erupt unbidden.. A veil of power casts shadows
upon the newly Awakened eye. Others lurk in adjacent proximity.. Their calling but a Thought
beyond the pale. Darkness gathers as power takes form; energy flickers, now falls, betwixt palms.. with subtle manipulations, untold destinies do form
A feather’s touch of synchronicity and the winding path not seen unfolds.. Twilight overtakes the sun Hence the Dark Babes swaddled by Night will Awaken to return to her arms once more.


I Have Witnessed 06660** I have witnessed every extraordinary experience he has brought upon us, every string he has bent has changed the way we now view music. The passion - the glory JimiI Have Witnessed 06660
Hendrix has brought into my eyes and the lives of future musicians.
I have witnessed Malcolm-X's words. The roots of my history and the foundation of the African-American man. I h


Insomnia-A dark nursery rhymeInsomnia:Insomnia-A dark nursery rhyme
twinkle twinkle little pain I see you’ve come to play again lodged here in my soul so tight turning brightness into night twinkle twinkle tearing ache please let me sleep to never wake….
…now I lay me down to sleep my life in tatters at my feet.. if I should Wake before I die I pray these tattered wings can fly..
twinkle twinkle empathic strain I never want to feel again trapped here in this world so cold where self is wrong and Us is gold. twinkle twinkle falling tear.. how i


I Inhale DecemberWinter gives its breath in waves of clearer mornings and crisper nights It whistles past my ears and I sit knees against my chest wrapped in mother's quilt, patched with handsewn stitchwork Worn and frayedI Inhale December
A tattered shield half-filtering December's evening
chill of air.
The stars, one thousand penlights scattering cross the sky's own patchwork quilt
of constellations, connecting to my eye and followed by my outstretched finger tracing the Great Bear through spiraling smoke that dances from half-filtered habit to despair
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In a world so hollow, your breaking my heart.
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I am the dA mommy - behave.
Suture|OWAT|My Superman
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You Bet Your Monkey's Ass I Do
Cheers! This one's on me:
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