Imagine that, on just a whim,
Feathers break from withered skin,
Freeing you from life sublime
Cleansing your body and your mind.
If you could spread black wings and fly,
From tattered ground to boundless sky.
I wonder, would you still think twice..
Of leaving all you knew?
But the choice is not your own,
To go or just to stay at home.
Though chaos, at times, voids life of light.
This is yours, your final flight.
Stop forcing me to smile
When I really want to cry
I'm tired of pretending
Sick of this waking lie.
If I had to speak a single word
To make you understand
It'd be like filling an hour glass
With a single grain of sand
Don't force your will upon me
Stop trying to believe
That I'll bend instead of breaking
I'm not ready to receive
All the crushing expectations to hide behind a mask
What facet of this dying world
Is worth time to smile at?
Is this the cruel reality?
Is this the time for me
When all my hopeful, youthful dreams
Are drowned in this despairing sea..?
My ability to remain faithful to one site is almost zero, and I'm not really big on this username anymore.
Sorry Deviantart, I just can't commit. But I'll pop in once in a while to check up on things.
Just an observation: Why has your artwork quality gone down? I don't mean to offend because we all get stuck in a rut or art blocked but I'd really like to see some awesome stuff you used to do. <3
Anyway, I'll get around to commenting soon.
Take care~