Please Read - I need your help.Hey, everyone...for once, I'm not here in a bright and cheery mood. For once, I'm down in the dumps. It's something I hate doing to you, showing my feelings. But I need to reach out to you. I finally need to ask for help. Because I know now that standing by won't do me any good...More Like This
I'm going through a really rough time in my life right now. I'm trying not to get too into it lately.
But I hardly talk to anyone. I leave chats. I don't talk to my friends as much as I used to.
I'm simply stuck.
But I have my reasons for it.
I'm really low on money and it's not doing me or my family any good. I am in dire need of it...And no one seems to like my art or anything that I do. So I can't get anything out of it. Only two people have commissioned me. But that's because I begged.
And that's exactly what I'm going now.
I'm in tears because of how selfish I sound. I don't want to sound like that. I need help but...I don't want to be so selfish.
All I ask is for you to spread this around if you can.
Another Love Letter You Will Never SeeIt is anything but easy falling in love with a girl like her. The kind of girl whose hands are bruised and rough and that didn’t keep me from wanting to hold them so badly. They say hands tell a lot about a person but all that I could figure out from them was that they were clearly not a reflection of the way you would treat people you love even though I still haven’t found out yet if I perhaps could be among them. I thought of you lately, I read that it is rare to find a person with a mind as beautiful as their face but given the fact that you are an exception to many theories (not including the one that I always tend to fall for the wrong people) it didn’t even surprise me.I barely know how and when this started, but I do know right that moment I haven’t stopped thinking and dreaming about you for a single second. It’s like a beautiful nightmare I am stuck on and I can’t be saved by a thousand alarm clocks. You told me about yoMore Like This
Face-BlindnessI barely recognized you but it only took me one second to fall in love with you again.More Like This
Love and DeathHe was dying, soMore Like This
He locked his heart into a dying poem
And asked the power of death
To write the ending with his blood.
She was dark and low
She locked her heart into his tears of joy
And asked the power of love
To let him die in peace with God.
HomeWe're the sudden collision of a whisper and a screamMore Like This
Wrapped around the past like a fender around a tree
The rage inside you
The recitence in me
Could I be the picture you keep
In your wallet, on your dresser?
Could I be the woman you want
in your present, in your future?
Do you return to me,
Did you return because,
I have something you need?
Do you return to me,
Did you leave because,
We could be everything
You've had that you've lost before
Silence is louder than ever before
The shadows linger, linger and so
I'm not certain where this will go
Pushing through the excess
I can't imagine anyone else
Here's a promise in a poem
A cliche gesture, I suppose
I'm so misty when it comes to this
I won't overstate what I've missed
If I'm the heart that knows you best
I hope the pangs will eventually rest
Did you regret knowing me?
Do you think you'll forget?
Did you regret kissing me?
I don't want you to forget
We could be everything
You've had that you'
Foolish Bloody FistMy foolish bloody fist functions how faulty velcro rubs.More Like This
It gets attached to what could dispel what sorrow does.
It's so damn desperate to evade these emotional shoves,
It's lunging at a battered ribcage like a feral animal does.
Why am I afraid of my own feelings?
Why am I afraid of utilizing my heart?
Why am I afraid of this chronic bleeding?
Why am I ashamed of always falling apart?
Intrusive ideations scream through my system.
The resurgence usually generates a reluctance,
To looking into arctic eyes and seeing reflected,
everything I despise about the human condition.
Why am I sick of constantly feeling?
Why am I sick at heart?
Why am I sick of emotional bleeding?
Why am I still falling apart?
The nightmare matter compromising my cranium,
is responsible for disrupting the circadian rhythm.
Sometimes it's like I'll never gain the equilibrium
necessary so I can trust in the notion of freedom.
Why does my body feel like a trap?
Why do my claws itch to protract?
Why do my eyes visuali