|Crayubs....so ..many...crayubs. ;_; TOTALLY MESSED UP THAT REFLECTION LIKE A NOOB! -___-; ugh. Oh well..good drawing practice.|
Avoidance Through LongingWind Weary Wandering WolfAvoidance Through Longing by bowwing333
Clearly Clasping Calamity Calmly
Though Thoughts Thread Through
Spirit Soul Suffers Softly
Why Can't They See?
Roars Resonating Rhythmically
Doors Discriminating Drearily
Chores Cascading Cheerily
Reawaken Death's Charade
Heart Broken Forever
It Never Quits
Varicose MistakesVeins I never doVaricose Mistakes by bowwing333
Blind I never try
Wife I turned them too
Friend No wonder why
Fear Itching pain
Frozen Calloused smile
Past All done in
Future Down the aisle
Retreat Quick to jump
Shiver Quick to blame
Heartbeat Thine burden clump
Cancer Tossed into flame
Lesson in a MoonbeamSunlight drips off a pale wash of violetLesson in a Moonbeam by bowwing333
Cascading through the holes in my conscience.
Above, a brilliant wafer cuts through the growing darkness,
Belligerent and proud...but it's a fake.
A glamorous mirror glittering promises like a dry rainstorm
I turn to you frustrated by the moon's audacity,
And see them,
As if the moon itself was merely a reflection of your will.
They encompass the heavens,
The Milky Way sparkles inside spheres
Hewn from the very soul of the universe.
As I gaze into this endless space of your own,
It feels as if creation itself is flowing into the very fibers of my being,
Creativity and knowledge;
Hypothesis, sacred ancient understanding;
Bloom and wither
Like sunflowers living in fast forward.
Your innocence swallows the night,
And me with it.
And as you finally turn your gaze to me,
I can feel your vast wisdom,
And I am but the smallest speck,
Shivering in amazement at your beauty.
And in your smile...I feel the sun.
And in your sm
SilenceSilence sleeps,Silence by bowwing333
Silence covers everything.
When I fall,
Behind my wall,
Silence judges everything.
Hear me stare,
Watch me swear,
Silence bullies everything.
I feel it loom,
In my room,
Silence spies on everything.
It brings me past,
To which I bask,
Silence remembers everything.
I taste the dead,
Inside my head,
Silence dictates everything.
I would walk away,
From where I lay,
But silence......covers everything.
Current Residence: Purgatory
Favourite genre of music: Classical and Film/Video Game Scores
Favourite photographer: myself
Favourite style of art: the best style is no style
Operating System: i heard of this new invention called the wheel, I just might buy it
MP3 player of choice: who cares, as long as the damn thing works
Shell of choice: my protective one, or are you talking about noodles?
Wallpaper of choice: black is good...makes everything show up nice
Skin of choice: ...skin of choice? wtf? I'm allergic to myself, lemme alone!