

VoicesThese voices in my head scream and writhe in agony to be set free is their one demand and they will only be satisfied when they have taken over me I can look insideVoices
and know their pain they long to exist
and to be sustained as more than just a thought or notion They slowly creep and shove their way into my utter conciousness they sink their teeth into my will to live The wonder of life
seperate is gone vanished with these other voices I only want to be alone.


My KingdomWhen I was little I would sit by the wood stove in my basement and imagine. I would listen to the snaps and cracks of the wood breaking and burning. I loved to inhale the smoky aroma that the charred wood produced. To watch the reds and blues of the fire gave me an almost impish delight. I knew that this was what heaven must smell and look like. When I was six, I first got up the courage to ask my daddy about "the woods". I remember standing by the creek that separated my yard from the trees, and being terrified. Standing a mere four feet high, those trees towered over me like the gates of hell. I could seeMy Kingdom


GodThe endless infinate The existence of nothing The vast expance of ongoing monatany The bordom of life eternal The curse of knowing everything Yet being able to relate to nothing To be supeior to all but blinded to human reasoning To be omnipotent but not to care To be omniscient but not to wonder The anathema that comes with the existance Of god equivalence The explanation for our deity free universe To be seperate is to be above To be solitary is to be revered To scorn and to puish is to be holy To withdraw is to understand It isGod


Good EnoughInferiority is a wonderful thing the relief one gets from never having to try why would you, when you are never going to be good enough? to stand in someones shadow for so longGood Enough
that when the lights go off you fade from memory the only thing that you remember
is that someone is always better when the best you can give is not good enough then it is time to stop it is time to slip from site and fade from everything untill there is nothing and no reason to cry.
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