#descoviarts
You can stay in dreamland all you want.
What is the next big step?
Your story will not write itself!
Your story. Is incomplete.
WITHOUT YOU.
Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 7:29 PM UTC
Gods do live amongst us.
Because, all mothers are angels.
"Los Dioses viven entre nosotros,
por que nuestras Madres son Angeles"
Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 7:11 PM UTC
(Chorus)
I never wanted to leave
I will never be free
The light is calling to me
For me to have peace...
-Descovia
My mind runs deep as the ocean, thoughts are tides filled with memories that slowly merge it's way through the sand, but still existent within the water.
Ocean of sadness, I hear you sing so beautifully! Feeling every part of me, sinking and drowning into semantic memories. The tide pulls in my mind. Drifting away, to escape the pain and miseries.
I sought vigorously to become immortalized in your heart, where my home suppose to be!
Diminished of my energy. Eventually this will be the end of me. This is not temporary, if you could truly see.
Terrors in my heart surfacing. Ocean. Sea. Hear my plea. Please set my burning soul free!!!
Thank you so much for your well being, knowledge, protection, dedication to survival, unlimited appreciation, patience and understanding to my growing light as well as demons surrounding us!
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This collaboration wouldn't have been possible without you.
Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 1:15 AM UTC
I'll be ****** if I didn't.
****** If I did.
It's understandable to make up
For missed moments
as a kid
It's all fun and giggles.
Until, somebody falls in face first in s*
Sit down. Think a minute. You never thought about
the cause and effect of your actions? The outcome could have been different. Perhaps, it was mindless pleasure, without harm intended, You decided not to listen. What in the f-
Face of everyone you love, you were thinking?
Another day, blunt burns away.
Without much hold the bars. Please.
We smoking.
We drinking.
Tune in for another tab.
My heart starts sinking.
Tears blur my sight.
The last words I remember
confessing to you under
the moonlight.
I keep telling myself
It's going to be alright (alright)
I feel the pull of my soul
ascending to the sky
Baby. Please, don't you cry.
Must hold tight as
angels sing loving lullabies
while carrying you as you fall....
This world around you
Needs your truth!
What is your meaning tied to?
What is us? If I am without you!?
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 12:39 AM UTC
Trigger Warning: This piece might contain language and involves graphic detail on pain towards one actual self.
"If she never gave up on you.
"If he never gave up on you.....
Why do you take all of this out on yourself?
More than one person NEEDS YOU! But don't just live for me! Live for you!
Isolation to free one, from the true self of suffering in constant repetition.
Empty room. Empty, like my dismantled heart.
Pushing the razor into the skin, over and over again. Bleeding everything out, that was once imprisoned within.
"Let me hurt myself."
"Let me go, I want to die"
The pain, I feel when I look deeply into your eyes.
The sadness speaks to me in ways, you have never realized!
"Let you hurt yourself?"
We are suppose, to be friends!
" Let you go?"
Then let me follow you, on your journey until the end!
"Let you hurt yourself?"
We are suppose, to be friends!
"So, I am never letting you go!!
It would destroy me, to see you hurt in any irreversible manner! "
The pain in your eyes.
The scars on your thighs and hands...
Translate to a language only
I understand...
Please remember. Regardless of how bad, you feel your situation is. Remember, you doing everything about it just by living and giving yourself freedom from the shadows. Why live in the dark? When we are beings of compassion and light? Fueled by imagination? Let yours roam!
Let your unfold for all the greatness, you have to offer!
Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC