Dang, I guess I've been so caught up in life I forget to update stuff... O.o
Links to my new stuff...
SpringIf your eyes were the sun rays,Spring by Aynareth
Then my heart would be a flower,
Hanging upon your every glance,
Until my petals wilt and cower,
I could love you truly,
But what would be the point?
You'll stick your hand right through my chest,
And pull my heartstrings out of joint,
I may as well just rip it out,
Put it in a chest with one pad lock,
Swallow the key and cross my eyes,
So I'll stick like it, as cold as rock,
I lie; I'd have it gift-wrapped,
I'd have it at your door by Monday,
I'll send it in a paper aeroplane,
Over the trees, down my love's runway,
Yes, I could love you truly,
But it would all go sour,
I no longer have enough strength,
To pick up the petals of this flower,
I lie; I have the strength,
I can break a door in aggravation,
I could grow my flower, new, from scratch,
I just don't have the motivation.
You swore upon your mother's life,
That you would stand proud at my side,
My God! You sentenced her to death!
On your mother's life, you swore, and lied.
I'll make myself a paper
I love music, art, and writing. Most of my stories involve horror and romance of some kind. Often I use my art to express my inner struggles. One of my goals is to become a fictional novelist, but I'm also a musician and poet.|
I'm still trying to find myself in the world...
Personal Quotes: "Life is a melodrama"
"The ebony spirit that haunts my dreams, is a gift from the twisted mind that is me."
"Not who, what."