Agony runs rampant through my thoughts.
Scathing, Scratching, Tearing at my heart
Carving out the place where my love should be
Leaving a hemorrhaged crater in its wake.

My tears, trickling down into the depths,
splash and echo against the walls of the cavern
my now exhausted despair has created.
Slowly but certainly they begin to pool

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Curled in the corner of the shower ( Read more... )

Loved ( Read more... )

Meandering down this road I find ( Read more... )

Something.. something...
I need to create something.
My hands will not be still until I do

They sway and drag my body into motion
Forcing me to give in to my power
The power to create

And I dance, if oddly
In a pattern even I can't see
But every step and flourish

Is perfection.

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( Male/Female trait quiz thing. )

I want to be creative. To draw mindscapes with words and write ideas in pictures. And I just can't seem to do any of that right now. =T_T ( Read more... )

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