I found an unfinished sketch I did of you a while back. There isn't near enough to show the whole picture yet, but the small bit I spent so much time on already shows how beautiful it would have been.
That's how I feel about us.
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 12:01 PM UTC
My smiles not real
Don't be fooled
Not like my heart was
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 4:58 AM UTC
External advice heeded can become the killer of all authenticity within interaction
Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 10:50 AM UTC
As the morning sunshine warms their wings
The colourful choir will begin to sing
Beneath the trees it will start to glow
And everything that knows how will continue to grow
The light will dance, such beautiful tones
Above my old decaying bones
The soil will shift and start to fill
And the earth will go on as I am finally still
No more thoughts, no more mess
No more love to confess
I'll be a memory, then even less
A Stone, a rock, a ground at best
Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 10:43 AM UTC
Just give me one more broken heart
So that the numbness can start to spread
Throughout my nerves and in my veins
To forget any feelings, any pains
I'll have new senses and give them new names
Senses that wont make me feel deranged
My hands and heart will become my own
Tools for sinning and a beating stone
They'll forget they served anothers throne
They'll forget what it means to feel at home
My feet and eyes will be selfish for me
Carry us to places only I want to see
No longer shall they dance on flames
Or search for truths where none remain
My lips and tongue will still be kind
To each new friendly face I find
And lovers even more so
My liver and lungs will both be mine
For indulging pleasures smoke and wine
I'll give away my torso
My mind's not mine, It's never been
Its shown me things I've never seen
Makes me speak words I've never heard
Whether thoughts are who we are? The lines get blurred
As long as, like the rest of them, it keeps me from being hurt again
It's doing it right now..
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
Kaleidoscopic intoxication
Planetarial mental immigration
Observation of the general population
The "civilization" hallucination
Control of all the corporations
Propaganda propagation
Colouration discrimination..
Humanitarian emancipation
The sky is falling...
Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 7:17 AM UTC
Yes they too were inside you,
beneath your skin. .
The difference is, I still am.
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 8:01 AM UTC
Dragonflies only live for 12 hours. That made me really sad when I thought of one that spent the whole day trapped in my room. It just kept flying into the glass of the window, hopelessly trying to get to what it could see in front of it but never getting there and hitting the invisible wall each time. It kept at this its entire short life until it died. Then I realised that we do that too.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:54 AM UTC
Be careful once your love you've found
That you keep yourself on solid ground
For those three words are easy to say
When you let yourself be swept away
But, as time goes on the test begins
To try forgive each others sins
Not let the thoughts conquer your mind
Leave the past and pain behind
And when it comes to give and take
To take would be a big mistake
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC