Sprinting Towards Demise
By burning waters, and smoldering bridges,
I await the genesis of our animosity.
Make the move that gives me permission to strike,
make the move that will bring about your end.
Near draws the line that which I advise you to never cross.
Though to my eyes comes the image of your sprinting legs.
It would seem, that through your veins flows pure pestilence,
and that you wish to bring upon me, nuisances by any cost.
Good God, such a fool bound for my throat,
knowing not the patient blade that waits.
Honor averts it's eyes, as your charge draws to an end.
It wishes this good and done, just as I.
A swift jerk of my arm to your direction,
and make you, a last descent to the ground below.
Then burden leaves my shoulders,
as life outward, pours from your filthy heart.
Barking OrdersMore Like This
Hear them, those voices in mind.
Heed them, those ideas they speak
I have felt the hands of those voices, in the wake of my choices.
I have heard them laughing at me in my shambled mind.
Those voices are not mine,
Nor were they ever...
I was not born with them,
But they came to me in weakness.
Attracted to the scent of my flawed being,
the aura of my imperfection.
The voices of, my rotten conscious,
Overtaken by shame and regret.
I have heard them screaming
at me in my shackled mind...
ILLUSIONI gaze into the mirror and I see there –More Like This
Lack-lustre eyes and shabby shaggy hair;
Lethe-drunk mind that makes delusions seem real;
Unkempt beard appears grey and white though it’s not;
Soulless eyes and dreamless mind always stare.
I cannot believe that I am still here.
Only I remain confined by my fears;
Never freed by false prophecies or dreams.
Dying SlowlyHe sat by the bus stop and waited soMore Like This
Patiently, for her to come and greet him.
She didn’t take long to walk down the street,
But did not notice him waiting for her.
He saw her walk up and sit beside him,
Unaware that he sat waiting for her.
He cleared his throat and he shuffled his feet,
Hoping that she would notice him, but no!
She did not see him there, and how could she?
Had he not passed away, so silently?
Dark death had struck, and his white soul was gone;
Now only his lonely ghost wandered on.
She had heard the sad news the previous day,
But it had not registered in her mind.
Numb to the pain and an alien to grief,
She just kept going on the firm belief
That cruel death was not all that far from her.
If only she had known how wrong she was,
It would have broken her almost-dead heart.
But for now she just kept on believing.
What choice did she have but to believe in
This dream? For only through her faith in death
Could she find reason for that black feeling
That can only be
TogetherIs the wind a sharper blade than cuts the soul asunder?More Like This
Is not the whisper of the maiden but a siren’s thunder?
Where wicked wiles and satanic smiles greet the pure-hearted,
There it is that you and I have long since when been parted.
But that matters not in the least of terms for we are now together,
And as we stand back-to-back in the face of raging weather;
Know that I am by your side, and that I your guardian be.
Fear not the wicked blade, fear not the wild torrent of the sea.
Though the battles be fought and the wars be waged, you and I will still stand;
For while I have you and you have I, then what but victory may Fate hand?
A PauseMore Like This
I slipped, I think. I'm not sure when.
I'll need a bit to breathe again.
Don't mind; I'll sit, and bide some time,
Restore myself with clever rhyme,
Or wine, or smoke, whatever works,
To firm my spine and soothe the hurt.
Walk on, I'm fine, I'll be there soon.
I've got the stars; I've got the moon.
We make a lovely trilogy,
The sky, the dark and moody me.
Upset? Who I? Why would you ask?
Surely I'm above all that.
After all, I barely flinched
When you dropped my hand to reach for his.
Nor did I bat a single lash,
When I got pushed so he could pass.
So do not dare to advocate
That it is pout instead of fate's
Cruel hand that caused me to relent
My forward stride for one moment.
A simple stop, and just this once,
I'm sure that it will be enough.
A muscle rub, a tendon twist,
And I will overcome all this.
Take no time out, go on – step light
Before you lose him to the night.
I'll hang back here and tell myself
That rest is what this is about.
Then close my eyes and clear my head
A Moment in TimeA soft, gentle breeze whispers past my ears,More Like This
With the touch of feathers on the back of
My neck, and the feel of a cool comb through
My dark hair; making me feel so complete.
Steady feet hold fast to the edge of the
Green grass covered earth, and I can not
Seem to comprehend how I could still be
In this world; standing as still as I am.
People glide past me in such great hurry;
Can they not see that life will not last for
Long, or do they comprehend that fact but
Remain alien to such a simple truth
Steady feet hold fast to the edge of the
Green grass covered earth, and we can not
Seem to comprehend how we could still be
Here. Moving through time, but frozen in space.
Take the moments you have at your disposal
And stand still for a moment in time.
Our true identityGod created world.More Like This
God created man and woman.
We are one family in the love of God- no matter, which part of the world we live.
culture; place; color; race is not our identity.
Our identity is always with reference to God , who created us.
We are children of one God- this is our true identity .
Only as children of one God, we'll unite as one world and live in love as one humanity.
God goes before usIn the radiant temperate lightMore Like This
a vision unfolds without sound
a glorious beacon appeared
as morning touched the ground
scribes beckon and yet forlorn
for neither harp nor trumpet sound
could ever replicate what joy has come on down
a holy Priest God figure
the Holy One Whom the Father calls
the Begotten Son of Heaven
The most fruitful seed of God the Father sown
and Earth's blemish cannot hold
this Sanctified and holy King
the Holy One, the Only Son of God
in Whom all kneel down and laud
not in frightful fear
but in reverence and awe adhere;
glory to Christ the King, mankind's hope and only Saviour
all the world's decorate surround
the earth in great curiosity sprout
to gaze upon the King
Whose name Heavens praise
and earth resound
spirits all whom God has created
yearn to be in His presence devout
the clouds dispersed and colours roused the sky
as He stood in threshold
grace and mercy
Whom the Father has bestowed
looked at His creation
His eyes gleamed of Heaven
DreamsMore Like This
Dreams you have are always there
Dreams you have are never there
Dreams you have you feel alive
Dreams you have do not arrive
Dreams you have you scare the clown
Dreams you have you are still alone
Dreams you have you win the game
Dreams you have you hide your name
Dreams you have you are free again
Dreams you have you feel the pain
Dreams you have you change the past
Dreams you have you're running fast
Dreams you have you feel the Light
Dreams you have it's dark tonight
Dreams you have you ride the wind
Dreams you have a broken wing
Dreams you have are always there
Dreams you have are never there.
Aspergers is difficultMy entire early life and even now I had been hated by people just cause I couldn't under stand their rules of how to socialize like they do.More Like This
My mind is more centered on things of interest for me like comic books, superheroes, aliens and Bigfoot yet never once could these things ever true land me a real friend or long term relationship of any kind.
Growing up with Aspergers I was the hated child in school, the kid that no matter what he said only strangeness came out and other people around me alienated me cause of this. I grew angry and unable to control emotions I almost always came off as the villain in the story or more likely the monster. A monster so hated other kids and even many adults that they came at me with metaphorical pitchforks and torches then chased me up into my lonely haunted caste of solitude. There I would be trapped unable to leave to enjoy the fruits of life.
I grew bitter, hateful and resentful toward the outside my room seeing the smiling faces of passersby from
SolusSolusMore Like This
Ka're surhaai'e Tracyn'e hetti Runi
Ner cyare Verd bal ni Verd
Mhi Solus Tome
Mhi solus Dar'tome
mhi ba'juri verde
Te solus adol tal
Te Solus adol Tracyn
Te Solus adol tracyn'ese kyrayc me'suum
The stars in her eyes burn with the fires in her soul
My beloved is a warrior and I am a warrior
We are one when we are together
We are on when are apart
We will share all
We will raise warriors
We are one through blood
We are one through fire
We are one through the flames of a dead world
The Personality Shop"Step right up my lovelies, my pretties, my disappointed souls. I'm selling personality traits. But for a price.More Like This
Kind, truthful, intelligent, independent. A gentle, clever, or loyal sort.
Perhaps you'd like to be companionable, eloquent, romantic or determined.
That piece of you you've always felt was missing. I've got it.
Funny, chivalrous, charming. Resourceful and inquisitive.
All bottled up and ready for trade. Find whichever your heart desires, and pick one. Just one.
Alright you've chosen? Good but here's the deal. You get one, and I keep the rest.
And this includes all preexisting personalities too. No refunds. No exceptions. This trade is final.
You can live with only ever being kind or intelligent, right?"
The SlaveA man of sordid glory,More Like This
paying the Devil's price.
Hear now his dark story,
a story sure to entice.
Born in the darkness,
he is a child of Hell.
Born to be heartless,
hear Man's death knell.
Feared son of the Dark,
breaker and stealer of of souls.
The damned bear his Mark,
their sins serving as Hellfire's coals.
Collecting the Devil's dues,
but coveting the dark throne.
Believing that the he couldn't lose,
his curse was then sown.
Falling from the Dark's graces,
he was cast down into the Pit.
His body Hellfire embraces,
his body's veins were slit.
Broken to a withered husk,
chained by Hell-forged steel.
Tortured from dawn to dusk,
manacled to be brought to heel.
All who dare to serve the Devil,
your punishment and pain he will crave.
In your eternal suffering he will revel,
and you will forever be his slave.
Alice in NeurotypicallandGet me out of this neurotypical 'wonderland'More Like This
where everything's chaotic and nothing's planned.
Where Mad Hatters and March Hares are given a chance
but Alices are whipped for not knowing how to talk to plants.
Where we must squeeze through doors, grasp what's unsaid
before society screeches "Off with her head!"
Armor Built up,More Like This
Ready to go,
I will be shaken,
But never forsaken,
I know what I want,
And I'm prepared to take the chance,
I will fight for what's right in my eyes,
Though I may be weak in size,
My armor of fate will protect me,
My armor of fate will protect me
Forgotten Legends: The Battle of HeavenAs I lay here, leisurely outstretched among a shimmering field of grass and soundlessly gazing up at the night sky, I can't help but count the twinkling stars which sit far above. Those infinite specks of gleaming ivory, they bind me in the chains of their beauty. I do not even dare to muster up an ounce of my willpower to rid myself of their bewitching charms.More Like This
I continue to ponder their magical allure until a memory whips through my mind. It was subtle like a whisper yet forceful like a raging maelstrom circulating within the deepest bowels of the ocean. I remember my father bequeathing unto me a myth, a fanciful tale which painted a pretty picture of how the stars came to be.
Eons ago, when a vast majority of the inner spheres were nothing but a miasma of untamed darkness, a great war was waged under the waving banner of dominance. The demon lords, infuriated by the notion of divine supremacy, called forth their dark and vile powers in an impetuous effort to usurp the god
SlowlyMy love for you did not come in a whirl.More Like This
In a whirl of fireworks and color.
It was slow,
It grew slowly,
until I realized that my heart was gone.
How strange to find my heart gone.
To find that it slipped away without notice.
Slowly and steadily,
my heart was taken.
Forever in your grasp.
I thank you Jesus,
for holding my heart.
Never to break in your hands.
Safe and sound my heart is,
My love for you Jesus grew,
slow and steadily.
And it bloomed, full and real.
Now I can say,
with all honesty,
I love you.
She's LostDoes anybody hear her?More Like This
Does anybody care,
care, that she is broken.
Can anybody see?
See the pain behind her eyes.
Can anybody see?
See the pain she tries to hide.
Does anybody even know she's going down today?
Does anybody know that she can't stand,
that the world has destroyed her?
Under the shadow of our steeple,
she is wandering,
lost and alone.
With all the lost and lonely people,
who can hear her?
Who can see her?
Searching for the hope, that's locked away in you and me.
Why can't you hear her?
Why can't you see?
Does anybody see,
see her need for Jesus?
For HimIMore Like This
How can I rescue somebody beyond my reach,
How can I heal with my compassionate speech,
How can I extract fears so intrinsically rooted,
How can I redress a figure so sombrely suited,
How can I stitch the wounds created by the past,
How can I calm a frantic heart that beats too fast,
How can I hope to make even a modicum of difference,
If my own emotional baggage is still such a hindrance?
For him I'd brave those tempestuous waters,
and raise my voice above the crashing waves.
For him I'd delve into the very heart of matters,
to dress him in fabric that's dyed a livelier shade.
For him I'd try to create much happier memories,
and maintain speed that hopefully won't paralyze.
For him I'd go out on a limb, I'd gather leaves,
and throw them like confetti, brighten his eyes.
Leaves as regrets I'm willing to discard,
so they don't keep making love so hard.
I'd face my fear of heights and go out on the limb.
I'd face my fear of drowning and swim out to him.
I'd brave my fear of unfamili
Too shy to say itI love you, but I'm too scared to actMore Like This
I fear that you will refuse to make a pact
I love you, but I'm too scared to talk
I dread that you will dismiss me like some unimportant stalk
I love you, but I'm just too shy
I love you, but I let the time fly
I love you, but it's too late
You have already found someone else to date
I Dare You!I see you perfectly,More Like This
You want to break me,
You want to take me out,
I dare you!
Drag me through the gravel-filled,
Shatter my bones into tiny pieces,
Rip my scarred skin to shreds,
I dare you!
I'm waiting for you.
Come, claw my sore flesh,
Make the crimson blood pour once more,
I dare you!
But you won't,
Fear as consumed you,
I can see it in your eyes,
I can even smell it from where I stand.
You lost all the courage your heart held,
You lost it when you saw me standing here.
Come and get me – I’m right here!
Take the rust-covered chain in your hands and swing it as hard as you can,
Take the boiling rage of your soul and throw it at me.
I dare you!
I won't budge.
But neither won't you.
Your rising frustration as left your legs paralyzed.
I can feel your anxiety swimming through the air around us.
I'm so close but you still won't move.
You know my bones won't shatter,
They became the steel you resent.
You know skin won't rip,
The scars made it thicker than the stones you one
I feel finesoothing meMore Like This
I feel fine
lay my head
in your neck
I feel fine
here with you
I don't care
what they think
what they think
and hide inside
I feel fine
I am yours
and you are mine.
Letters and TearsWrite away your pain and fears.More Like This
Let the whole world see your tears.
Write your blood in letters deep.
Let the world laugh while you weep.
Throw your words upon the page.
Let your tears stream down your face.
Gouge paper deep with all your sorrow.
Let them see you struggle to live for tomorrow.
Cut paper with pen like you would skin and knife.
Let them see your desire to cut short your life.
Make red ink bleed upon pages white.
Let it replace blood that drips on white tiles late at night.
Slice the paper with your pen.
Let them see you try to begin again.
Blur the letters with every tear.
Let the world see you cower while they sneer.
When you've written your hate on paper white
To replace your cutting late at night,
Shove your words into the face of society
To prove that you've finally been set free.
They won't read your words
Nor will anyone care
That you spent so much of your life
Gasping for air.
It matters no longer.
What's done is done.
Your pain is gone.
You've finally won.
The Girl In the RainSinking into despairMore Like This
Gasping for air.
Choking on blood
From your caustic flood.
This is the pain
As I'm drowned in the rain
That does commence
When you lose all sense
And lead astray
The heart you took away
That loved you so.
But how could you know?
You'd rather flee
Than give your care
To the girl gasping for air
Who gave all she had
To make you glad
But it meant nothing to you
So away you flew
Like a thief in the night
To avoid the light
She willingly shined bright
To give your heart sight
But you'd rather stay
Alone in the dark
Than leave your mark
On a heart made of stone.
No kindness have you shown
To the girl in the rain
Who drowned in your pain.
Her Heart Was Made to BreakI need to tell youMore Like This
A secret I've kept
Buried for much too long
For these words
That have been far too cooked
In my heart's fire
And I pray
They might suit your taste.
For once, I gave you
A piece of the truth
I'm sure it wasn't.
I know, I know.
You expect better of me.
But these crystals
Made of salt
Are too much
For tiny water drops
To dissolve this time.
Because I've already
Felt the waves of longing
Sink my soul
And I've known that
I've been drowning.
It's a shame, really
When you've hit
The ocean's floor.
But I've got to open
This heavy chest now.
Even if it's a treasure
You never wanted to see.
I love you.
I miss you.
Please, come back to me.
Dear watchers and friends... due to personal reasons I will not be active here at the moment. Maybe I am amle to produce new pictures and maybe I am not. I am facing some serious health trouble here and need some time off, no pressure with anything, nothing. I really have to take care of myself. So if you messaged me or commented, it might take a while for me to answer. I am so sorry about this.More Like This
Also artwise I feel like I am going nowhere at the moment, to be honest. I have tons od unfinished projects / pictures, but none of those speaks to me any more and might just end up being deleted. Maybe I need a fresh start or something, I have no idea and to be honest - this is my smallest worry at the moment.
I am not completely gone. Also I am not giving up on anything, be it myself or my pictures. I just need a break.
Thank you so much for your understanding.