I...haven't the faintest idea what to say about myself.|
I'm young, I like to write, and I love most types of art.
shoulder painswhen I was seven youshoulder pains by AngelRide
lifted me on your shoulders to see better but
smoke from your cigarette made me close my eyes
when I was ten you
sent me away to see the world better but
my eyes filled with tears so I couldn't see at all
when I was fourteen they
handed me a joint and said
"you'll never see the world the same again"
but all I tasted was ashe as I fell asleep
never to see at all
when I was sixteen you
didn't say a word to me
so I could focus on the seeing
but all I did was smoke
and the haze around the kitchen didn't look like much
when I was eighteen
there was nowhere left to go
so I saw blood red and it was the best sight of all
nightdarkness settlesnight by AngelRide
like a sleepless lover
who stays away
in the day
bleary eyes close
let my real love emerge
The Search for Beauty"Am I beautiful?"The Search for Beauty by AngelRide
ask it in rhetoric
confirmation of what they already
or need to believe.
their slender frames like coat racks
for over-sized skin
hiding what's within
think they know the answer
leave no question for answering
think they know their part
But what of myself?
Who asks and waits for an answer?
I am unsatisfied with
the insincerity of this
and I really want to know,
"Am I beautiful?"
Swallowing SeasI am an oceanSwallowing Seas by AngelRide
that nothing floats upon
I refuse to let anything
rise above me
but I hate to have any
sailors below my depths
They are uncharted shores
I forbid you to explore
so I'll let you fall
at your own pace
but then, with haste
bring you back up again
the seaweed will curl around
your pale, shaking ankles
drag you up from below with
a gentle anger
and you will hate me
and you will love me
and all the while we'll all
Stranger Things HappenCome, child- I knowStranger Things Happen by Sssorry
you do not know me,
and you've been taught
you ought not talk
to strangers, but
sometimes that which
is most familiar to you
is far more dangerous. Herd
mentality: Sheep follow their leader
endlessly until overcome by exhaustion
if one is senselessly startled by an unknown.
Luckily, you are no lamb. I understand
fear, am not unaware of its sheer
magnitude.One must come
to one's senses to avoid
repeating idiocy. Be the one
to free yourself from
such a dull existence.
Believe. Lead. Force
feathers, albeit bent,
your wool. Afford the dove
the value of her teachings-
soar above humanity and be
the earthling you were born
to be. Scream and be heard.
Trust me, child. Be one
brave enough to change
the world forever.
ReapIt was to be our first spring spent livingReap by Sssorry
on these thirteen acres of overgrown clover
and once productive maples transformed to widow-
makers by storms and ignored for decades, or perhaps
contemplated with more ambition by those listed
on the deed, before my sweetheart impulsively
purchased the property to please me, the object of
affection he moved 2000 miles for and sincerely
adored before the closing. No more
land lords or cars whizzing past, ignoring signs-
we wore our rubber boots with pride and dreamed
naively by the fire of roses growing by the door
of fat hens laying eggs for breakfast, for-
getting infernos, mud and thorns, the incessant
annoyance of fowl constantly pecking, expecting
corn or scraps of ort or some sort of reward
for their efforts, never expecting the hatchet
that so suddenly appeared to drop so quickly.
Free For AllLove is light is nothingFree For All by Sssorry
but the broken
darkness in a fight
for life against itself.
CrazeDear stranger boy, you mustn'tCraze by Sssorry
let your spirits sink so deeply-
you know you are my synergy,the peace
of ever-present darkness, my funeral
balloon. Be who you are- the last
strand of sanity to leave me
hanging and alive. I need you
to survive the sorrow and borrow
back the light you lent so graciously.
Be the broken cup, so I might sweep
you up and glue you back together.
|Well...I decided to cave and actually put one of these thing sup. orz|
I honestly don't really expect anyone to donate points to me...*little confidence in art* BUT, if you do, thank you so much! I like having points for helping others out. And there are plenty of artists I wish I could commission, but can only do so through points due to me being a minor. So if you actually do enjoy my deviations or anything else about me, do donate!
Oh and in case you are wondering, my goal here is 39x13x3, three of my favorite numbers.XD Have a nice existence everyone!