

It's not okayage outdoes her weight; Vents oppress her lungs; The smell is over powering, the light is dim; 54 years she spent her life flying, now she can't even roll over; She does not suit her new hair, she does not suit her new clothes; She wont live to 55, She wont see her grandchilds 10th birthday; All this been told, she sits their with optimistic dreams. Fear is in the back of her mind, time is of her conscience and love is her radar. I wish I could feel the same, I really do. But all I see is emptyness, I don't want to see emptyness... let me feel something... let me care... let me understand before it isIt's not okay


betrayPerservered beauty, live not through hollowed openings Organ tissue decayed; tolerance not apparent Living upon a broken chair; pretentious thoughts overcome and previous reasoning DRIP No thoughts are apparent now; a broken machines survival based on another machines air. She remains there breathless; seemingly not a worry in the world Eyes corresponding to the injections; blank tears flowing from the incisions A blurring vision of beauty and love; Anethesised and hiding Emptyness is now her happinessbetray


living without social orderLike an angel with tracks I take down this 150 gram with no hesitation I live this life in transpereancy I am a new born I am minute I am weak Is this an exaggeration or the truth.. We are stillborns? Sleeping in a world of anticipation These epicurean ties subdue me this silence convicts meliving without social order
I bask in you I shelter in you you leave me in despair where will we land?
will we land together?
will angel feathers blanket the ground to soften our fall?
or will jagged rocks of broken trust meet us?
will it never subside?


a special needI can't believe this dollar buys me. Half empty bottle of imported emotion subsiding me Frequency lines keep peaking; we are flippantly abused It's funny what price we pay to be dominated. No heart, No play; No play, no blood loss. Reduced to clear! Fate going out for $2.99... soul included Intraveneously distilled by the reconstucting clinic in a bottle for your convenience.a special need
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nathan
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Wow... you're so obsessed with deviantart that it's scary.
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Rather be forgotten than remembered for giving in ~ Refused
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"the days run away like horses over the hills" - charles bukowski.
pfft, lucie, you're emo to the metalcore.!
Thanks for your message this morning, ^_^ I managed to get an extension until 4-20. I showed the teacher what little I'd done in the term during the lesson and she (I kid you not) almost had kittens and said she wished that there was time for me to submit all of them for marking.
Lucie. (Who is definatly not emo.)
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