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Down -Chapter One

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Down -Chapter One

                                                                                   [Alec]    It's a long drive to Hell and I've got a song stuck in my head. I don't know the lyrics but the melody is clear. The keys of a piano churn out notes in patterns of fours, fives and sixes, transitioning every few bars. It sounds cluttered but intriguing, and I feel like someone should be singing. Like I know this song but I just can't recall where I've heard it before. A distant memory, lost on some dusty shelf in the back of my mind——just out of reach.        I glance outside the tinted, dirty window adjacent to me in the escort's car.

Battlements

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Battlements

Upon the day of breaking, the sky shattered and leaked drops of darkened blood from its fractures. The clouds hung heavy, draped over dusty canopies, churned to mud with their tears. The leaves could not hold on to soaked, weakened branches, instead they slipped and blended with the graves. And the people, soaked in red, hands clasped together, tight, but breaking away. Falling down into the earth, they sink in and they blend. The animals shall feast, the skies bleed, memories blur, the trees stand still. And the blood and sweat and tears stain the fields, and their weapons left to rust and the blood feeds the plants. Feeds the light f

The Deep

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The Deep

Oh what a dreary day for the Deep, such a steep, steep hill they must climb. Tell me now, shall we charge them a fine, shall they pay for the time they spend thinking? So petty to analyze, to tear apart our Earth why can't they see that we gave birth to something special? The days pass them by, they are depressed asking; "Why, Why am I here?" My dear, can't you see? You are simply here to be, Nothing more. Oh how desperate are the Deep searching for their sleep. Rest. When We wear it like a vest, tied around us, warm and calm lay content in summer balm. They treat the world like happiness and pain must always coexist and that someone must

The River Black

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The River Black

While I walked alone across the river, my mind bled into song. The currents fed my thoughts with notes and my body sung along. Such a lonely path across the river, such a somber step to take, I wonder if I'll find It here I wonder what I'll make. A martyr is a lonely soul, perhaps I'm best forgotten, for in the years past the time, beyond the distant sun We are Dust and I am Rotten. Shall I make it to the ocean? Shall I cross the plains of fear? Shall I stare blindly at the Sun or will the Moon draw near? The fire was lit years ago, it is time it must recede. The fire gave Us inner light but only devoured Me. Such a somber path acros

What is Life?

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What is Life?

What is life? Fire light, a question asked, a layered mask of fear and thought and love, of the dove the one that flies asking whys as it glides on broken wings. Oh, he sings, and it rings and it lingers in the air past the fair golden hair of a lion. And he's cryin' and he's livin' for the kill and the spill, of the blood. A bleeding flood seeping down past the frown upon the face of a women dressed in lace, of the chase of the land in the sand waterfall leaping, dying all a rusty red. In my head, oh the light in the eyes of the life always fight for the everlasting will, makes no sence, take the pill brings

Help

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Help

I need help alone in the dark with the bodies all around me, the rotting, tortured corpses of my subconscious. I'm sorry for the words for idiocy spoken for all the things lost, all the things gone. Fire burns inside me, it wrenches and it claws at the fragmented final sentence of sanity I hold. I need help I am lost please... I can't see, it's dark and dank and meaningless there's no point to be. I am gone past the pit of lost, forgotten thoughts, of tortured souls and corpses of cities left to rot. Behind a window, here I am in a world that's not my own. I am nothing, just an image of what I'm supposed to be.

Wandering

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Wandering

Lost. I'm wandering to find the path, looking for something I cannot find- -for nothing -for everything. I'm lost and I can't find, I cannot find my way in this maze of thought, of wonder, of dreams of delay. I'm sinking, I'm falling, I've gone too far down in the pit that leads to nowhere in the abyss of smothered light. I have gone, I just can't see past the sorrow, past the fear, in the final dying breath, the faded light, the silent song. Help me I am lost and I'll never find the light. Where've you gone? I cannot see... I'm too far away. Not close enough, not free enough, I just can't find the way, the pa

Knowledge

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Knowledge

The skies are set on fire in the passion and desire, the roads are blocked with fear. Let me hear- let me hear! The birds call out my name- oh please, do not refrain. The birds call out my name in the mist. Oh the list- list of places, list of thought, list of all that's left to rot. I can see past the flight through the feathers at the fight. I can see past the fight of the land. Oh I can't stand, I can't stand! I fall to the floor no more, no more! I can't see past the blaze a fire haze a hidden maze of fear. Oh dear, oh my dear, It's in the skies! All the whys! All the eyes on my soul. They eat me whole, they
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The River Black

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The River Black

While I walked alone across the river, my mind bled into song. The currents fed my thoughts with notes and my body sung along. Such a lonely path across the river, such a somber step to take, I wonder if I'll find It here I wonder what I'll make. A martyr is a lonely soul, perhaps I'm best forgotten, for in the years past the time, beyond the distant sun We are Dust and I am Rotten. Shall I make it to the ocean? Shall I cross the plains of fear? Shall I stare blindly at the Sun or will the Moon draw near? The fire was lit years ago, it is time it must recede. The fire gave Us inner light but only devoured Me. Such a somber path acros

What is Life?

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What is Life?

What is life? Fire light, a question asked, a layered mask of fear and thought and love, of the dove the one that flies asking whys as it glides on broken wings. Oh, he sings, and it rings and it lingers in the air past the fair golden hair of a lion. And he's cryin' and he's livin' for the kill and the spill, of the blood. A bleeding flood seeping down past the frown upon the face of a women dressed in lace, of the chase of the land in the sand waterfall leaping, dying all a rusty red. In my head, oh the light in the eyes of the life always fight for the everlasting will, makes no sence, take the pill brings

Help

H

Help

I need help alone in the dark with the bodies all around me, the rotting, tortured corpses of my subconscious. I'm sorry for the words for idiocy spoken for all the things lost, all the things gone. Fire burns inside me, it wrenches and it claws at the fragmented final sentence of sanity I hold. I need help I am lost please... I can't see, it's dark and dank and meaningless there's no point to be. I am gone past the pit of lost, forgotten thoughts, of tortured souls and corpses of cities left to rot. Behind a window, here I am in a world that's not my own. I am nothing, just an image of what I'm supposed to be.

Wandering

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Wandering

Lost. I'm wandering to find the path, looking for something I cannot find- -for nothing -for everything. I'm lost and I can't find, I cannot find my way in this maze of thought, of wonder, of dreams of delay. I'm sinking, I'm falling, I've gone too far down in the pit that leads to nowhere in the abyss of smothered light. I have gone, I just can't see past the sorrow, past the fear, in the final dying breath, the faded light, the silent song. Help me I am lost and I'll never find the light. Where've you gone? I cannot see... I'm too far away. Not close enough, not free enough, I just can't find the way, the pa

Knowledge

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Knowledge

The skies are set on fire in the passion and desire, the roads are blocked with fear. Let me hear- let me hear! The birds call out my name- oh please, do not refrain. The birds call out my name in the mist. Oh the list- list of places, list of thought, list of all that's left to rot. I can see past the flight through the feathers at the fight. I can see past the fight of the land. Oh I can't stand, I can't stand! I fall to the floor no more, no more! I can't see past the blaze a fire haze a hidden maze of fear. Oh dear, oh my dear, It's in the skies! All the whys! All the eyes on my soul. They eat me whole, they

The Artisan Knight

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The Artisan Knight

Here I am, the gallant knight, trapped in a room where I cannot fight. Here I am silent and still, gazing out the windowsill. I paint the world outside my cell dragons and demons fight as well as the battles raging in my head the harrowing feeling that I might be dead. I let my brush sweep the skies, I build a world full of whys. Dizzily, I speckle stars and give new life to planet Mars. But footsteps break me from my page, I pace inside the mental cage, my mind is melting with my brush its colours dulled, no longer lush. I hear them calling out my name but I must paint just one more frame, dripping down across the sheet, I

The Real Life

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The Real Life

When will life be better than dreams? When will I truly live, truly feel, truly embrace what was meant to be. When will I find the place I belong? The place I was meant to go. It's not here, that I know, It's not here in this world, not here in the light, it's there- there, in the dream. When will I feel like a person? Like a human of this world, like I know who I am, where I am. I am here- -No. In the dream, I must go, go and finally live. When will I find my world? For this just isn't it. I don't belong! Get me out! Every path leads nowhere. Get me gone, off this world, the world I do not belong. For I am never

The End

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The End

I dream of decay as they laugh as they laugh! Burning at the way at the calamity they say, burning in the heart of the art of the start of the world. I sighed a lonely road in my mind there I find In my mind it's free. Let me be in the road in the street come to meet sells the meat burning into ash, brings the rash, he has come. Black dots on your face evil! Devil! Come to stay! Come to feast come to kill. I must fight, End them all before the fall, end it all tonight. He whispers in my ear tells me not to fear not to fear the sigh. The why, the question- question why. He tells me not to fall like th

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Down -Chapter One

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Down -Chapter One

                                                                                   [Alec]    It's a long drive to Hell and I've got a song stuck in my head. I don't know the lyrics but the melody is clear. The keys of a piano churn out notes in patterns of fours, fives and sixes, transitioning every few bars. It sounds cluttered but intriguing, and I feel like someone should be singing. Like I know this song but I just can't recall where I've heard it before. A distant memory, lost on some dusty shelf in the back of my mind——just out of reach.        I glance outside the tinted, dirty window adjacent to me in the escort's car.
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"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only by night." -Edgar Allen Poe


I am a wolf trapped in the body of a human. Just so you know.

I write most of the time but I will post drawings too. Currently I'm too busy to post much but I'll be less busy soon. (Hopefully)

"I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us--don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!"
-Emily Dickenson

Favourite Visual Artist
M. C. Escher
Favourite Movies
The Plague Dogs, Felidae, Shinbone Alley, all four Futurama movies, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Grave Of The Fireflies, The Serete Of Nimh, and many, many more....
Favourite TV Shows
Futurama, Adventure Time, Hey Arnold, Animaniacs, many other 90s cartoons, Aye... lots more
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Just ask me.
Favourite Books
Far too many to name, just ask me if you'd like to know
Favourite Writers
PatrickNess, author of the Chaos Walking Trilogy, and Edgar Allen Poe, poetry and short story mastermind and many more.
Favourite Games
TOO MANY TO NAME
Favourite Gaming Platform
Xbox and Playstation and my good ol' Nintendo 1
Tools of the Trade
Whatever I can find
Other Interests
Comics, books, art, the TV show Futurama, nerd humour, dark books, realistic endings, and more but I don't feel like listing everything

ATTENTION! ACCOUNT MOVED!

ATTENTION! ACCOUNT MOVED!

PLEASE READ! I am moving accounts. I will begin submitting all my art and writing to this account here: http://takalla.deviantart.com/ I might start moving some of my writing and art from this account over there as well. See you on the other side!

New Story

New Story

So, I started writing this story called "Down" and I've decided that I wanted to make it a serial. So to anyone who is interested, here is the link to my site. You can read the story there, and updates will be much sooner there than they will be on DA. My site may be a bit bare-bones right now but I don't own the URL so I can't do much about that. Perhaps in the future. Anyway, if anyone is interested in following my story "Down", you can find it there. Chapter Two is unedited, so beware. I shall edit it tomorrow. LINK: http://inhiddenplaces.wordpress.com/

Haven't Written A Journal In A While....

Haven't Written A Journal In A While....

Been a while since my last entry... and last deviation. Normally when I get bored, I'll just post a poem. However, I do not have any poems I'm happy enough with right now to post. I do have an idea for a story, though I have some planning to do. My scanner's broken so I can't submit art and I don't have a drawing tablet. So I'm not exactly sure how to solve this 'no new deviations' problem.... I might post a draft of a first chapter soon and maybe a couple poems when I write some I'm okay with. Anyway, just posting to say I'm not dead- or perhaps I'm am and I'm writing this from beyond the grave. You never know.

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Thanks :3
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