There are no words I could speek
Songs I could sing
Pictures I could paint
Presents I could make
To show you how much I love you
You are my day
you are my night
you are the starts
I gaze upon in the moonlight
Thoughts of you are my escape
from this world I'm captive
for it is this world
that keeps me from your arms
One day I will break these chains
that bind us to our each our own
but untill that day
I'll gladly be
The voice on the other end of your telephone
All I ever wanted was someone to love and hold
But when I found her, her heart was cold as stone
A bitter soul she was torn from all the pain
She told me life itself was driving her insane
(refrain)
No more does she want to hide
Who she is inside
The woman she is to me
The rose I see
No matter what the pain
My love will still remain
No matter who she be
She's still a rose to me (bk) still a rose to me
When I told her I knew just how she felt
Her head shook no, her heart said yes as she started to melt
In my arms so close, cuddled here with me
We both see our future, together we will be
No more does she want to hide
Who she i
Shattered heart
Shattered soul
Broken glass, and no where to go
Falling through the window
To the road
Blood thrown on her
Knocking on pavement's door
(Chorus)
On a life line
Climbing to heaven so she can soar
Hanging on a life line
a shock like never before
climbing to the sky
onto heaven
reaching through the clouds
to a light she's never know
hanging on that life line
she's banging on heaven's door
She's bruised
She's beaten
A bleeding heart, shaken and torn
Vision blurred by the glaring steel
So close yet so far
Screaming and hollering
As she lays on pavement's door
(chorus repeat)
Putting her to bed
Making he
I am something,
Yet not one.
One living soul,
I am almost none.
Look around,
What do you see,
Hatred,
Violence,
Death,
And life in obscurity.
Yet somehow,
Someway,
You can live,
In harmony.
This place,
The Earth,
In destruction,
Comes perfection,
Yet perfect,
It is not.
The joy of life,
Is where I come,
But in absence,
I am none.
Thinking over what can/will do here on deviantart, I've decided that I'm going to use you all as guinea pigs, or to apple-polish it a little, my creative outlet. As I spoke in an earlier update, I've been focusing a lot on my writing. I'm doing it every day.
The point here is that I'm going to be posing up a series of "works in progress". This is by no means snip-it's from a book or story I'm writing, but merely what comes out of my head (granted it's been self edited a few times, you don't really want to see the raw stuff... it's terrifying)
My want here, really, is feedback. What you think of the subject matter, how I went about it, and w
Well, if there was anyone who read my previous update this evening, here's another one. This one is going to be updating everyone on where I am in life.
And yes you are going to listen /grin
Well, first of all, I'm living in a one room apartment in the largest city in the area, Bangor. Been there since Oct. 2007. Before that I lived in a half built room with no privacy. Literally the landlord demanded doors open to the rooms while we were no present and in near military cleanliness at all times. And BEFORE that I lived in the town over, Brewer, with three roommates who after paying for their first month and deposit with the hopes of being p
Once again, I'm here to make another few and far between updates in my journal. I've always been of the opinion that writing down ones thoughts and troubles is a great way to express yourself and "get it off your chest"; I totally need to do more of it. I believe that the only real thing that keeps me back from really letting myself go on paper is that sometimes I feel that it's really nobody's business, or that it's just a personal issue that's not worth putting to the eyes and ears of others.
On that note I had a chance to go through some of my journals today and decided that I do indeed need to do more updating. I think I said it best in