despues del descanso hay que divertirseWoahhh! Como pasa el tiempo!!! Siento como si fuera ayer que me inscribí aquí en DA! Aún así siento los grandes cambios que hubo estos 3 años! todavía no me creo que ya por fin haya terminado la secundaria, me siento muy nerviosa y ansiosa por pensar en como seran de ahora en adelante los estudios y la carrera que seguire! Y sigo agradeciendo a todos aquellos que me apoyaron como buenos amigos y que siguen mi DA!More Like This
Ahora dejando las cosas cursis, empecemos con lo importante, ha pasado un laaargo tiempo desde que eh dibujado algo importante como mis proyectos! Primero que nada, lamento el haber tardado tanto en subir la continuación de cómic de el tigre, pero estara muy pronto! segundo, continuaré con la continuacion del ultimo comic que tengo "quedate a mi lado" y preparar mas comics como lo prometi, oh y sobre todo seguire con los minie comics de mi hermoso conejito otomi, si se interesan pueden hacerle preguntas!
Muero por vivir.Todos lidiamos con demonios cada día, desde que observamos los rayos del sol postrarse desde nuestra ventana hasta nuestra cama, hasta que nuestros ojos se cierran y se pierden en la melodía de los sueños. Pero aún entre las penumbras de mis ojos, sin duda no habrá cruz más pequeña, y más grande que la de nosotros, pero a veces no es tan fácil como se escucha en los labios de nuestros seres amados, a veces simplemente tu cuerpo y tu mente están tan cansados, que los demonios están por absorber todos los suspiro de nosotros, pero ¿cómo salir vencedor?, ¿cómo no dejar que nuestro cuerpo se vuelva loco y opte por un descanso eterno? y ¿cómo podemos controlar una mente tan ruidosa y con tan poca esperanza?, y ¿cómo los demonios no querrán matarnos mientras dormimos…?More Like This
Porque aún en la última lágrima del sufrimiento de mi alma
Wicked WomanWicked woman.More Like This
Luscious tinted lips, long black nails, legs for days.
Small waist, an ass you could grope, hips you could slide off, tits you could nuzzle.
Thigh high stockings, black lingerie, pale skin; except for the love bruises.
She smokes as though she’s flirting with death.
She stares as though she holds all your secrets.
She folds her legs as though they hold bliss between them.
Her silence speaks volumes –– her presence is loud.
Her long hair swinging over her delicious curves, as she walks away with your heart in her hands; still beating.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
The Blood In Your VeinsBlood saturated the walls and covered the floor, just enough to make it dangerously slippery. It felt warm and sticky on my bare feet, though. I took a step, careful not to slide. The blood didn't bother me; I didn't know whose it was. The smell, however, did. It was nauseating. I spied a piece of paper on the nightstand on the opposite wall. In fact, the nightstand was the only piece of furniture in the room. As ornate as it was, it did not seem to make the room feel any less empty. The light flickered, a threat that it would blow out at any given moment.More Like This
And so it began.
I took another step, adjusted my footing, then continued at a steady pace across the room. If I let the bulb blow out I would wake up, and I didn't want to until I read the note. I took five huge steps which should've put me next to the nightstand, however... it was still halfway across the room. The light flicked off for a moment, then popped back into existence. I'd held my breath for that split second.
I took a st
Road to YouI knew there was nothing but painMore Like This
if I traveled down this road.
Yet I let curiosity get the
better of my sensibility.
I inched closer and closer,
not realizing there was an icy ledge.
Then I slipped down that slope so fast,
I become completely engulfed in you.
I tried to throw the breaks.
I tried to gain control.
In the end, I found there was no hope.
You had my full attention, my interest,
and could easily have my heart.
The only thing I've managed to
keep safe inside of me so far.
But today I noticed something
and now I realize, there are
rocks at the bottom. And I
will not survive.
I will come out damaged, broken
With little more than your name
on my dying breath.
In truth, I am almost glad
I allowed myself near you.
Though confusion ensued,
I could be myself when we were together.
And maybe, just maybe, I didn't want to
put on the breaks. Maybe I didn't want to
skid to a stop.
Maybe I was hoping you were at the bottom
instead of a whole field of rocks.
But alas, I wa
Just FriendsI long to be around you.More Like This
I find myself making excuses to see you.
Dying on the inside,
Every second I can’t see your smile.
Love how you make me laugh.
The way we’ve suddenly become close.
Like maybe in another life,
We were something more.
But I believe we both have secrets,
Hidden in the dark.
I think we share a secret,
Lying in our hearts.
Lying to our hearts.
Are we just playing games?
I feel there’s something more here but,
Maybe I’m insane.
Reading too much into it.
Seeing more than what’s between the lines.
Still, I can’t deny my heart flutter
Every time I see you smile.
But I’ll tell myself we’re just friends.
(My constant struggle and blight.)
Our hearts belong to other people.
Last GaspMore Like This
And the sun glowed a deep red,
just enough to color the inside
of the room a deep mahogany,
stripes of color on the walls.
And the clouds formed in the distance,
just enough to cradle the sunset.
And as if by magic, the rain fell down,
undisturbed by any wind,
undisturbed by any thoughts.
And I watched in great longing,
wondering what the world has
left for me to witness,
for even if I can not leave this room,
I can see everything just outside.
I watch as the color fades from the sky,
and the mahogany turns a brilliant lapis,
and then to nothing.
As the clouds reflect the last gasp of magenta,
As the world fades to black, the rain dies down,
reflecting what little color remains,
and then I turn on the lights.
SolitudeJust step awayMore Like This
I find myself
Tearing the headphones
From my ears
Because even the music
Breaks my solitude
Don't come near
And don't say a word
I leave this house
And I walk
And I always find myself
Where I began
At the edge of water
Is it too much to ask?
I'd like to be alone...
I go crazy from having nobody
Because I forget
The amazing feeling
Of just being
Don't look at me
Leave no acknowledgement
I'm in my own world
Where things make sense
And it's so simple
My own escape
From these surroundings
Leave me be
Let me bask in solitude
Heartless.Happiness is an emotion I was never meant to captureMore Like This
Every beat produces another microscopic fracture
And my heart is a toy because it’s played with and abused
Ripped up and torn apart thought it’s never even used
Tiny pieces falling, falling all the same
Losing all the meaning that was tattooed in my veins
Each fragment is calling, calling me by name
Sending shivers through my spine as I fight to break the chains
Showing me the mirror when I don’t know who to blame
I Can't Sleep Without Your Arms Around MeSometimes you just have to turn the music up so loud so no one can hear you scream.More Like This
But I wonder if it can cover up the sounds of my heart breaking.
I have never been one to suffer in silence.
And you were always one who never knew when to say goodbye.
I won't fade away if you go.
I'll just lose my only light.
And they never told me that my fear of the dark wouldn't go away as I grew up.
ColdIt's cold in this houseMore Like This
It's cold when you're not here.
The space in my bed
The distance between the sheets-
It's cold when you're not here
Secondhand Smoke“you shouldn’t like it, it will take you away from me.”More Like This
i wish i could say that those words rocked my very core,
from the fact that you don’t want to lose me,
and the sadness that i worried you,
and the million other things i should be feeling,
but as i put the killing thing between my teeth,
and ruined my metaphor with a lighter,
i couldn’t help but think,