I can smell death in the air even in the
presents of beauty and…....
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My train
of thought mostly is all I have and sometimes I
question if it will stop when I am gone
What is it all for and what’s the right door are questions
that make me almost too weary to explore…
Emptyness fills up a life so quickly and all the colors
mix together make grey…
Death and dreams shock me the same…
I hate to, but wish with you that I should
share this pain…
I think if I could see an losing future for me
I would smile and run off towards the sun
In my heart so often I can almost
feel the sunshine and in my mind,
I’m yours and your mine…
It might be like we felt when we were kids
and our playhouse seemed so big that
our imaginations took flight…
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I choose my words so causiously though there
is no real demand for them to be…
I am not famous…
I am but another number in the population
rising…
It’s a sea of faces that is "We"
I …
I buy in so often to hope but for
so long I haven’t been earning a damn
thing…
She’s was the movie of the week…
I am not hollow and there is
no one I follow or even seek…
Maybe I can make it and out do my own fate…
Would that be a crime?
Some neglect it all but they never
gotten to know the painfull nothing
that I have known..
The devil makes up stories
out of our purity and God sees…
I’m one with the truth yet to live is…
Most of them, I am weary of where they’‘ll lead…
I guess all I can do is try to plant a seed even if it means bleed…