Beige walls form clouds of dust and aluminum.
Translucent flames drift into my eyes.
A shallow fall to serenity welcomes my soul.
Graciousness separates the luscious, as well as the surprised.
EtherealI rest nearest the platforms of arctic air.
Motionless, and without remorse.
Upon doves of grey feathers, my spoken phrases glide.
A plentiful silence graces the frozen soil - tranquility.
My ashen palms emit auras of depth and demise.
Furthermore, my placement progresses.
Rains to cleanse.
Glasses to gleam.
Patience swallows its pride.
Contentment of rosewater.
Such blend amusement throughout one's veins.
Quarters of fabric.
Solace desires puss, as do noiseless rains.
.Beauty.Collagen dresses marketed through mirrors-
Of bubbles and acceptable measurements-
Supplement my spreading titles-
As I ensure beautification-
Throughout oceans of creams-
Toxicities of stitches-
Powders of plastics-
A BreathUpon mists and clouds my slumber is solemn.
Unspoken words drift further from myself, as well as stability.
Carelessness, perhaps? Interests stolen and bound?
A deterioration from within instructs my movement.
Ambitions which once were have developed into endless dust and waste.
Thriving plottings exist now as piles of flesh and ash.
Emotion has driven itself into the darkened Earth and its components.
The winds have placed their seeds, and I am to host their development.
Noiseless portions have drowned themselves within my palms.
Comforting rays toward a predicament of serenity have vanished.
Compositions of initial doubt have blossomed with grey petals.
An eternal existence thrives needlessly without necessity.
And throughout a swallow composed of reflections and rhyme, my mists and clouds glide as tranquility.
Sands and soils which sit beneath - from them I shall drift.
As a pinnacle, unspoken words shall hold their tongues.
The depths compose I.
Thoughts and RottingA clockwork scenario of terror's introductions floats within the unconscious sheep.
Hastily and without knowledge of plentiful cleanliness, such gasses are drained through cracks which creep.
Along follows vibrant dosages of blackened ignorance and solemn grace.
Held in pill shapes, simple pill shapes; each remains within a stretching face.
Calmly, three lovely flowers, calmly they shall ingest the suggestions which freeze.
'Twas guarded such ices of plagues and pressures; further upon slivers you are left to the breeze.
And lastly, although, never softly, judges a translucent pen lacking metallic ink.
Observation silences such with tongues; a plea slowly rots, as petty minds to think.
Plato's TurtlePlato strokes the spiny turtle with a fibrous rake near a city street.
Such a pleasant tool smooths its textured shell, and the turtle accompanies Plato along his way.
Plato walks about the forests and frozen lakes, endlessly inhaling the winds and smoke.
The spiny turtle steps upon the shoes of certain who pass by, including a corporate executive's toe.
In fact, a child stumbles beside Plato, scuffing slightly against his Brooks Brothers suit.
And noticing the sudden action, the turtle snatches away a finger or two, and stained becomes the cobblestone.
My Nocturnal Eyes, They Pierce Your SoulsMy nocturnal eyes of sleepless nights, quite perplexing yet never obscene, sink far into your heartless soul, ceasing the life of your endless dream.
Their blackened hues of misty cold, travel far and motionlessly deep, they plague the souls you hold and love, the ones you dearly keep.
For it was you and your doings of naught, confrontation and pure insanity, that doomed the weaklings to your palms, what an immense case of inhumanity.
Trapped within your grasp of hateful natures, they plead with me to leave, alas I shall free them never again, for it was their fault of capture, their greed.
the human syntaxmottled
there are carbon copies walking the streets
cut/and/paste people who
deracinated from scriptured roots rarely
ever realize that history is always unfolding right before them
or that somewhere in the bubbling
ooze of their jurassic hearts
a pasquinade has sprung
an unintended flood of reasoning
and merry mutants will come out to play
in scorched supernova shadows
while predation in the bio-mass
reached its all-time lowest
as shown in graphs designed to demonstrate
an irrevocable truthi.
snowflake child, you are a fine example
of the incandescence of a human light
even under innumerable umbras
i see you- ruby and blooming
ferociously fighting your way
out of a pile of rubble
my anemone, my halo
that comely wraps around my moon pith
do not fret if i self-stumble, fumble
with my fingers, and mumble to my toes
my center of gravity is oft frail and
meek to begin with
you are lead cause of the diamond flecks
scattering about the carbon of my pupils
you do not leave me
you teach me to be
snake-eyed yet shotgun-hearted-
a sapphire wanderlust livid
for life and star-gazing sights, you map
constellations on my freckles and fright
look now at how i'll find my lighthouse lover
then tend to some kids
and grow out of my gills and into grey hairs
then tend to some kids with their own kids
and reminisce about friends and phenomena
i signed my name on a patch of sky with
all on my own except
that your hand never left mine
that if i were to crumble
like the sandcastle
Apology..I know that it bothered you,
it's so plain to see.
And now you'll do what you have to,
just to avoid me.
Trust me, I understand.
And It's just what I'd expect.
'Cuz I hate who I am,
and so do all the rest.
I'm a stupid, rage filled, jerk,
and a psychopathic freak.
But I'll still try to make it work,
so here's my apology..
I'm sorry if I lost my grip,
sorry I lost control.
I'm sorry I'm such a piece of shit.
But please say you wont go.
I know I'm not the best of guys,
and I know that I'm no good.
But will you let me dry your eyes,
And try and be the way I should?
I can learn to open up,
and learn to cage my wrath.
'Cuz you know that no matter what,
you're my first, my only, and my last.
And I know that just "sorry"
will not be good enough.
No excuses, lies, or stories,
Not towards the girl I love.
I swear that I will fix,
all my damaged parts.
I swear and I'll do it,
to win back your heart.
If you still feel unhappy,
it'll be okay,
to hold me, hit me, or hate me.
Or even push me away..
Unfair ExchangeI see what ive done,to you and to me
I live with it and along side of it
I see it,feel it,and im very aware of it,and of you
I wove a web and caught you
And then i tried to love you as you tried to break free
I was a trap,someone smaller then i appeared
a projection of what i could be,of what i wanted to be
but that was never truly me
a catch 22 with no release
I opened and closed doors like i blink my eyes
And now im left standing here
with no truly solid ground under my feet
awake and not dreaming,this is entirely real
i am a living observer of what could have been
this is hello and good bye
All at the same time..........
NoNo you can’t do that!
No you can’t have that!
No we can’t afford that!
No that’s not healthy for you!
No you can’t stay up that late!
No you need to loose at least five more pounds!
No that college won’t accept your lazy self!
No that’s not perfect!
No a ‘98’ can’t be your best!
No you can’t make a living from writing!
No you can’t do what you dream!
No, no, no, no, NO!
I’m so tired of ‘No’!
Yes you can just sit there like a good girl.
Yes you can eat all these protein shakes and vitamins.
Yes you can be the perfect person I want.
Yes I’ll go take a bunch of advanced classes I’ll never pass.
Yes I’ll go become an engineer like everyone else.
Yes I’ll give up on my dreams cause they’re stupid.
Is that what it w
Her voiceI hear her voice
She screams my name
She is angry against me
I pray to relieve my pain
She punishes my mistakes
She wants my suffering
I pray for my forgiveness
She wanted a true love
The only thing that I have given is a lie
Shattered StarsBroken glass shines under streetlamps like glittering stars,
Like distant lights from far away,
Pulled from their seat in the heavens,
What force could of pulled these stars from their places?
Razor sharp beauty, glittering like forsaken diamonds,
Dashed apon the ground.
Refracted a thousand times,
In the tiny mirrors,
Each with it's own reflection,
A thousand copies of me in the glass.
As I leave, the shards twinkle behind me.
Shattered stars smashed apon the concrete.
Talk to me.
Tell me what shattered your heart inside.
Your heart is beating, yet, you're not alive.
You're hearing, yet, you're not listening.
You've become a black shadow.
I can see the demons in your eyes.
Your eyes have glazed over.
Your life is coming to an end.
But yet, you're still healthy, still alive.
You smile to hide your pain.
But you're slowly dying inside.
You keep saying 'I'm fine', when I know you're not.
You tell me 'it's just a phase. Don't worry'
But I've never worried so much before.
You're like a leaf
Your beauty slowly withering away, unbeknownst to everyone around you.
Soon, you're going to fall from the tree, and hit the ground.
People will walk over you, ignoring how much pain they've caused your heart.
But hold on.
It gets better, I promise.
Your heart will beat once again.
I'm hoping for a sign of life.
I'm watching for those eyes to fill with joy, like they used to be.
I beg you with all my heart.
800 point giveaway for Friday the 13th! (CLOSED)Aaaand the winners are:
1st place and 400 points:
Congratulations to the winners, and to the rest of you: better luck next time^^ Thanks for all the positive energy you spread here^^
(Winners were picked by using random.org)
OPEN until 8 pm Central European time
Going to have a contest, so this Friday the 13th some of you will be very lucky! This is open to everyone.
I will be giving away 800 points in total:
- One person will get 400 points.
- Four persons will get 100 points each.
What do you have to do?
Just fav this journal! That's all you have to do.
Are seen as abominations among humanity
I'm a another stereotype labeled by society
Even though I'm trying my best to just be me
I may not walk the same
But I still have my own path
I have my own footsteps to make
And my own happiness to grasp
You see me how you want to
I am who I am
You have your own narrow point of view
But I am just another human
So many words to be said / So much hate to be meant
Lash out towards the difference / Guilt trip my already-clouded conscience
I am not the one who is typical
I choose to look a different way
You need to look in the mirror
And ask what does a dictator always say?
I don't want to be like anyone else
Divide the bland similarities in between
I need not your help to be myself
Separate the judgments from belief
Will finally see
That I'm not a freak
I'm just unique
FOREVER ATLAS: FULL ROSTERForever Atlas is the new DA Oc fighting tournament slash Mini comic i've been working on for quite a while now. This would be an evolution or a new chapter to the Battle of the Oc Tournaments, but with a cool twist. In the Forever Atlas Tournament it is set in a brand new world with vast imagination of the DA community, any characters that is created will be put in the tournament and will be a character in little mini comics.
Forever Atlas Story:
A planet where anything can exist, This earth is massive and filled with incredible fighters, rulers, and a powerful god named Atlas, the being that holds the World. He is upset at the different races of his kingdom because they are ignoring his presents and not worshiping him, so Atlas decided he wants to move on to a different planet. He tells the whole world the first mortal to reach the end of the earth and climb his tower to space will gain immortality and will be his replacement to lift the world and be granted all