After everything that has happened this past week and a half... God... has it really only been a week... wow. After all that happened this past week I have come to a conclusion, and this is what I have decided from it:
I won't be coming to deviantart as much anymore... this place only seems to remind me of what I have lost recently... I post things that people comment on, favorite, love, adore, and don't understand. I can't stand knowing that the people who can understand these words I put on HTML either don't give a damn to talk to me about them or pretend they don't understand. I have lost everything I cared about, and this community has lost its touch with me.
I miss what I once had, not a year ago... not even a month ago... but seven cycles of the sun and moon... Twenty-four hour dances with each day that have ripped me apart and throw me to a pack of such rabid wolves, and I can't survive another day. I'm sorry to the few of you who actually think you give a damn, but if I mean as much as you'd like to think I do then I'm sure you will keep in contact.
I might return to put up a few new things occassionally, but don't expect to hear this Cyryn's songs for a long time... he's sang his heart out and all that's left is that same lonely chorus.
I love you all, you were my muse... my hope... my inspiring pain and joy... but I can't shine any longer. . . so I hope you all forgive me, because I never was too good with goodbyes.
It's been years
It has been quite some time since I actually visited deviantART. I guess you could say life has gotten in the way of creativity, but really my creativity just finds other ways out.There won't be anything profound or awe-inspiring in this update, I just wanted to say that anyone who reads this, who is still following a dream that they may have started a week ago, a year ago, or more than a decade passed - never stop. I have taken a passion I had for the physical, a realm of lyrics and limericks and wanted it grow into something I use both in my professional life and in my spare time.There will always be time for work and business - there ...
Purging Something Mental
So it's been a while since I really wrote something worth anything.It's not that I don't have anything to say, but that I seem to be learning something as of late. As I have more and more to say, I feel less of it is truly of value. I feel less a want and need to saturate Deviantart with my emotions.There is still quite a bit of pain in me, but the ache dulls a bit more every day.
If you're reading this, I hope you're happy. My feeling still burn, but my eyes are finally turning away. There are days where it's all I can do to not try to talk to you, but I can't put myself through that anymore. You know where I am. You know where I'...
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Read me something beautiful; a simple fool tumbling down a hole he can never hope to escape. And oh dear, oh dear, how late the time has become.I'm never coming home, because there exists no such place. And yet I smile at the idea, of something that cannot be found now. Oh my, it's teatime.Will you ever find your way, sweet sweet Alice?Madly Yours,
Hatter.
It's been a while
Not quite sure what path to take these days, it seems none of them really interest me like they used to. Still have quite a bit of work to do on so many levels and it's like each step forward only helps to bring me another step behind myself.I find my reflection pulls me in and though I can hardly see the image for the skin, I can't say I like what I see.When or where will I find the inspiration I once had? Are those days passed? Where is my muse? Questions like these and so many more seem to plague me in my days and in my dreams.I'm sure to find the answers, yet I've no idea where to begin. It's a lot harder to define myself then I h...
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sad to see you go, but I suppose I don't have much room to talk as I've been gone for a long time myself 
Best of luck to ya
Best of luck to ya