The girls heart and soul (poems)
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As for my brain
As for my brain, Its growing,As for my mind it's changing.
But I can't go on not knowing
is emotion what is hurting?
One part for sure is growing faster then the rest
Things I've never felt before
love to it's absolute best.
Have the rest of the people felt this kind of happiness
This kind of high that drugs alone could not make
Its like I'm happily drowning
in a deep confusing lake
I've never met someone like you
who with, I can be true
and show my colors, my personality
and let my spirit float high and free.
Floating along this current of peace and bliss
soon I will have to come down
and surley miss
the kind of grounded space I have now
the kind of an angel's kiss.
It is ok
I will survive
come what may,
lets go for a drive.
She says to make room,
to scoot over a bit
because she's coming home soon
but to me, it's my heart that she hit.
I will always love you, but miss these things
before you I could not fly,
but you gave me wings.
I just want to say that if you need me
in the background, I will be waiting
because you set my soul free,
Just call before I start fading.
Right now
Right now, suspended in timeas I'm walking that thin, breakable line
between reality, what is real,
and my dreams, which soon should heal
My broken heart, along with dreams
which once were whole
now seem far off and distanced,
as I feel from the world.
As if in this strange lonley place I was hurled
Right now, forgotten and lost.
Don't know where to turn,
I guess that all good things
come with a pricey cost.
Look there, way up high.
A silver lining on a grey cloud
and trying to make my voice heard
and ringing loud
Talking over the babble
seems like an impossible task
trying to fit in
like wearing a mask
Like feeling masked behind a wall of illusion
feeling trapped
like there's no solution.
No solution, like a bird thats caged
Like a lion in a zoo, outraged
A mix of complete saddness
with love and confusion.
All bundled up in my stomach,
tossing and turning
I wish I could stop it
Stop it, with one single word
Goobye' I would say
then turn my back, and walk away
But of course, I cannot.
I am too tightly bound by your force,
as if I am tangled in a web,
you pull me in and almost, but not all the way,
keep me there. You get me so close,
then tear me away
Right now I feel the greatest amount of:
Admiration
Sadddess
Confusion
Desire
In other words:
L.O.V.E
This sad smile...
This sad smile pasted on my face,I feel as if in a dream
I am in-cased
This sad smile, that dosen't seem to fade
when I met you I diden't know
the hefty price to be paid
Falling, spiraling down
As if you were a spider
in your web I am bound
Inject your poison, It tastes so sweet
Do it! sink your teeth in
before the two doors meet
Before the doors close,
And cut the connection
Do it quick
I'll get used to the regection
This sad heart-broken smile, pasted upon my face
It's all for you,
And in this confusing tangle of emotions
I am intimatly laced
So I write
All these feelingsTrapped inside
In this confined prison of skin and bones
All these feelings, I cannot hide
or say in words alone.
So I write
I write for love
I write for heartache, for grief
for ecsatsy, For joy.
I write to express
I write to feel
I write to tell
I write to heighten my inner voice
I write with the ink
That is in the pen,
that is in my fingers
That my heart and soul are in control of
So I write
I write for passion
I write for hope
I write for men, for women, for children
For equality
So I write for:
Pain, anger, love,
Bitterness, hope, joy, ecstasy
Grief, happiness, peace, equality
I write for me.
Perfect, I'm not
Perfect, What does it mean?The right hair?
The right shoes?
Being tidy, polished, and clean?
Am I alien because I don't have Franklins to spend?
Will you leave me
Because I don't follow the latest trends?
Clones of each other,
That's what these girls are.
No individuality
to set them apart
If that's the norm
Then I want to be different
I want to be strange
I want to let my hair loose
and be that change
Will you join me?
Will you take my hand?
and fight the norm
of this superficial wasteland.
Perfect,We're not
But we come pretty close
We chose to stand out
And that's somthing to boast
Though we're not perfect
We fill the air with fire, passion and flare
Perfect, we're not
But happy, We certainly are!
The Drawings/Doodles
Note:I know I am no where near the best, but I really love to create art. Just wanted to say that.This is a still life that I drew. I am really proud of it, because I usually don't shade very well. But of course, It didn't show up on the camera very well.
This is a doodle collage
I call these three drawings, The Devine Feminine


I don't like the hair on this one.

These are just doodles created out of bordom




This is a drawing of what I imagine Edward and Bella to look and feel like (From Twilight)

This one was drawn with charcoal. (Very VERY messy)

This is a portrait of my friends Bichon Frise Tribble

Thanks for looking!
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Awards I got
pink_stardomx was kind enough to make me an award. Thank you so much!