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Aug. 16th, 2013


Time is all I need.

I can't help but feel I need you. You who was my all. All I need is a little time. Time to forget you. You who went and said goodbye.... Goodbye .

May. 1st, 2013


An Artist's Lament...

Today I poured my heart out for all the world to see. Lines were released and slowly began to take form. Fear and anger came together to mix with love and tears. Chaos and harmony colliding. Compelled to just tell my story.

Apr. 19th, 2013


For my love for you not being enough, I'm sorry...

Each day her longing grows. Filling her until she can't but cry bloody tears of sorrow. Her heavy heart gets heavier and pain has started to take over.

Apr. 10th, 2013


Spring wind's call

The enticing call of Spring Wind asking me out to play. Overwelms me with such jubilance that I find it hard to expel. Tears fall of their own accord as he leaves in his gentle fashion... I can't help but want to follow.

Feb. 7th, 2013



My vessel doesn't seem to be vast enough to contain my soul. At times it feels like it's just going to shatter me. Emotions brim me and spill over to all who are around.

Jan. 29th, 2013


Quietly waiting....

Quietly waiting for the day to be found, she stays put. Too scared to face the world, too venture out into it first. So she stays in her little nook of solitude surrounded by all the things that give her the feeling of security. She has learned to shroud herself in lies just to hide the pain. Because lies that everything is "okay" and "I'm doing fine" are easier to deal with than the truth. Is my real self fading into the dark of the night?

Dec. 14th, 2010


So where do I begin?

So today will be my first entry, and I have still yet to know what I will use this journal for. So, for now it will be like an on-line diary so to speak. At least until i can get my thoughts in order and things not quiet seem so...... haphazardly out of order. I'm a creative person who is having a serious case of "creative"-block. My goal is to find that thing that triggers my creative ideas again, and who knows maybe by writing my thoughts out like this something will come to me.