The Language of MusicMany fingers walk over ivory years.More Like This
Some lithe and gentle,
Others stumble, clumsy, unsure of where to go.
Small soft hands that skip down from beginning to end.
Notes bind months, bind years.
The memory of sound never fades.
Lush carpets used to hold me; walls clothed with ornate paper.
Strings would resonate throughout vast rooms draped in velvet.
A carved border surrounds me, as if made of gilt.
Almost a mirror image of the vaulted, cream, frame above me.
Embellished with roses, trailing for hours, fitting together with lady curls.
Single pane windows draped in heavy burgundy would scatter light
Across a soft golden carpet.
There delicate fingers would talk to me,
Spending more minutes than with his own kind.
Sitting in fine suits of expensive cotton and flush lace
A signet ring entrusted with rubies.
Many lives have passed me by,
Yet his I retain at the foremost of my aged mind.
For one of so little years to know how to speak; ornamented words through black notes.
Decades crawl pa
I AM FUCKING VICTORIOUSI WENT FROM 1,056 DEVIATIONS TO 638!!!! Now, I just have to reorganize all of my folders...More Like This
ANYWAY!! I want to thank all my watchers and all of those who like my work. As of right now I have 450 watchers and 17,247 page views. I love you guys so much and wouldn't have improved in my work as much as I have without your kind words and critiques.
And to all the motherfuckers out there who have broken my heart, hurt me emotionally, and/or given me rude feedback on work, FUCK YOU and thank you because I wouldn't be as damn good as I am without the pain.
friendsI stare at the mirror, seeing who I am and who I want to beMore Like This
I see all the pieces you guys gave me
And the pieces I earned and learned
For you from all the support.
I don’t deserve your guys care
I would not of had stand a chance.
If it wasn't for all you guys
I would have gone down a wrong road.
And even though I still struggle today,
I am surviving due to all the memories
Of what you all gave to me
I wish I can do more
I wish I could be a better friend
I thank you with all my heart
And know I will be prepared
For when you’ll need me,
With all the strengths and energy
That you gave me