Mystical Magical Creatures
Inside the Self Portrait
Out of the Blue
Altered by Imagination
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Music, friends, nature, hope, peace, prayer, family, Isis, snowy momma ♥
Being ill all the time never being taken seriously or listened to gets pretty demanding and overly exhausting. At the end of the day, I may not be able to go outside due to what it does to my lungs, I am not able to work, but before I lay my head on my pillow I can rest easy knowing I created a beautiful piece of art that came from my soul. Always it is created out of real life, raw emotions, matters of the heart and I bare it all for the world to see. Sometimes, if I am lucky, someone see’s it and feels it too♥
NO stock photography used, all images are my own.
edited completely in Corel X3
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dedicated to my mother♥
Inspired by Vnv Nation ‘Rubicon’
Praying for myself.
These thoughts I try to hide.
I have faith in me and hope this will survive.
But it’s tearing me apart.
I can’t hear the words by which I guide.
So I must ask again who will carry me.
I will not deny that nothing can defend
from the helplessness that’s cutting deep inside,
and I cannot prevent the thought that nothing’s real.
Seems I’ve waited years for this day to end.
The strength I need to feel, the pride inside of me,
Are not there behind the face staring back at me.
The anger and the pain of knowing where I am.
I have come so far and I cannot return.
Nothing I can do that I have not done.
No words I can say. No truth left that I can see.
So must I let this end so everything falls apart.
Before I live the life as I have always done.
Tell me what to do so I do nothing wrong.
Something I can hope for. Something real that I can see.
So nothing falls apart. So that it does not end.
I cannot return. I can’t start again.
words © Ronan Harris