The SmileYour smile shines like the sunThe Smile
casting warmth upon my heart.
It is worth more to me than any gem,
and I would not trade it for any object.
I only wish that I could see your smile shine more often.
Self-DestructionHe sits in the chair, his thoughts racing like the alcohol in his blood. He taps his knee to try and distract himself but it doesn’t work so he takes another drink form his glass and another drag of his cigarette. The alcohol isn’t helping this time and the cigarette is making his head swim, adding to the problem. His hands begin to shake as he stares at the blank wall, it starts out soft at first but soon he can hardly hold his glass. He drains the glass and stares at the bottom of the upturned glass, watching the trickles of alcohol gather in the corner just like the thoughts in his head. He can’t take it anymore, if he doesn’t scream his tSelf-Destruction
The DaysThe days are fickle things. Some are good and others are bad. Some are painful and some are pleasurable. But regardless of how the days are, There is always the next one that will bring something new.The Days
The DarknessThere is no escape from the darkness that comes. It comes when the sun flees and when your eyes close. All light becomes darkness and it is in the darkness that true terror is born. The darkness flees from the light as well, But there is a darkness that can never be extinguished And it is the most terrible darkness in existence… The darkness in the heart.The Darkness
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"I am like God, and God like me. I am as large as God, He is as small as I. He cannot above me, nor I beneath Him be"
-Angelus Silesius-
which the type of art you make?
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