Hope is only a never ending fear.
Something that it's alredy ended before it begins.
A dream that came true just before closing your eyes,
such hideous dream that you really never dreamed.
You migth wish for a brigth wish that never come true.
That's the only reazonable way for keep dreaming.
Hold me near your chest, i'll devore all your nigthmares.
I'll consume all your most pitiful desire to make it mine.
And then you'll wake up... and i'll fade in the morning mist.
I'm now only your dream and desire.
Hope is only a neverending fear.
I wish for a neverending dream.
~pieces of a broken (fragment)~
This is something of the illustration series 4 "inked poems of dust and ashes", all coming ahead in this days.. maybe... i'm trying to finish all my series, but i never realized that i have so many works unfinished... watercolors, prismacolors, oil pastels... the coffee painting is still on hold... i can't find my desired paper ... i have no money... anything ... screw up economic crisis...blaaah...
Au revoir for now~
Same entrance in my deviantart and metroshit... those are in my ego links.
miércoles, abril 08, 2009
jueves, abril 02, 2009
┼פ[Fainting Letters]¤×┼
Oh i have sooo many things in my painfull head, my twisted mind.
My madness, my beloved sweet acid morbid madness.
How much you love me, how much i love you.
The stars shine inside my troath, like microscopic pieces of a broken mirror.
The wind whispering in my eyes...and the grim fairys coming ahead.
The painfull tougths are dancing inside my heart...
and i'm losing my heart, there's no doubt of it...
I know it 'cause the heartbeat is increasing...
it's so strong and so painfull... my body felt like if it gonna broke at any second.
That feelings are burning inside me.
I sing mad poetry to the pillow at nigth, talking of skeletons and dear deads that i've never known...
That poetry is for a kind, little sweet bat.... that enchanted a wolf... but he's so very doubtfull.... and the wolf is full of love and dispair for that...so fearfull... tearfull
Art its my response to life. And i'll scream so loud this time...
My madness, my beloved sweet acid morbid madness.
How much you love me, how much i love you.
The stars shine inside my troath, like microscopic pieces of a broken mirror.
The wind whispering in my eyes...and the grim fairys coming ahead.
The painfull tougths are dancing inside my heart...
and i'm losing my heart, there's no doubt of it...
I know it 'cause the heartbeat is increasing...
it's so strong and so painfull... my body felt like if it gonna broke at any second.
That feelings are burning inside me.
I sing mad poetry to the pillow at nigth, talking of skeletons and dear deads that i've never known...
That poetry is for a kind, little sweet bat.... that enchanted a wolf... but he's so very doubtfull.... and the wolf is full of love and dispair for that...so fearfull... tearfull
Art its my response to life. And i'll scream so loud this time...
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