Hi, Im Abyss. Im very easygoing and laid backC: I love music, drawing, writing. I make all my icons:D
Sick of the dark, sick of the cold Hate the depressing flat gray Aches and pains, feel so old I hate living this way Work, problems and stress All I seem to remember What an ugly, common mess All...
Today I woke with a smile. Went to school happy. It had been awhile. Since I hadn't felt crappy. It was something quite new. The others were befuddled. "Put her in a zoo!". They said, all huddled.
Don't you remember, when the world was ours We felt we could command the stars How we sought for freedom And for our great time to come Crashing bravely through life Thinking we'd dodged the...
Soft, gentle and soothing Sounds like liquid Flowing through all- Mind, soul, body Rippling over the subconscious Lapping at the imagination Loosen, relax the muscles Slowly feel aware The drumming...
What are we When we're done Can't you see The setting sun.
Yep, zombies. This was a bit rushed and just slapped together without too much thought xD Sal sat in front of me in both English periods.
That crazy, wild rush that makes you smile like a fool, sweat in your palms and give you quivers all over, all from a single text, word, or smile. Ah, crushes xD.
Peeking through the cracks, I clearly saw the key I desperately needed. It glinted with rusty freedom. In addition, lying down like a guard dog, was the Koruk, all lean muscle and shiny scales.
"If at first you fail, you're probably going to be dead." ~Hector From a character I made up C: (he's part of that old What Comes Around story)..
I like this one c: #bestofopuss I feel lost I feel cold Is the cost What we've been told.
#bestofopuss Gave this one a title finally.
I got really into The Walking Dead recently, and I really liked Dr. Jenner.
A smile is all I need A perfectly planted seed For wild thoughts to breed A touch is what I desire Cut the final wire Float my heart up higher Your laughter is what I listen for Flow through the...
Hearts pound. Blood leaks. Next round. Sweat reeks. Swords clash. Metal shines. Punches bash. Armor whines. Eyes glare. Breath heaves. Nostrils flare. Time leaves.
Wicked spikes. Curved talons. Deadly flames. Razor teeth. Sprawling wings. Lashing tail. Glowing eyes. Heavy muscles. Deep roar. Thick neck. Flaring nostrils. Curved horns. Bristling scales.
The spark. Ignition. Inception. Inspiration. It starts. Small. Subtle. Silent. It grows. Morphing. Multiplying. Mutating. It spreads. Quickly. Quietly. Quaintly. It overtakes. Furiously. Ferociously.
Steady beat Sweaty feet Crowd alive A bee hive People howling Guitars growling Not your style.
Hey you Yes you, Mr Smile You stir my stew, You get my style. Hey handsome, With the warm eyes You are such fun You tell no lies Hey silly, Your mischievous grin Gives me the willies Oh, let me in.
I will hopefully add to this as time goes on c: We are the Forgotten Lost in the distance Unable to see Still yearning to be We are the Silenced The masked and the shunned Swiftly tossed...
Run, with your eyes of emptiness. Steal away with all your secrets. Take what you want. Blind to your crimes. Run, with your eyes like ice. Do what you want. Ignorant in empathy.
#nightdwellers. A dark wanting. A sinister haunting. A young girl. Mind awhirl. Stained things. That silence brings. Creep ahead. Under her bed. Toss and turn. The dreams return. Body chills.
#lametitles. Can you feel it. That, ardent, burning rush. It spreads all over. From the slightest touch. A subtle beauty. Hidden in the eyes. A love kept warm. Ready to rise. Past mere thoughts.
I can feel the stare. Its burning in my neck. I know what's there. Now I'm a nervous wreck. Every waking moment. Checking every corner. Waiting for the torment. Of Hell's little horror.
Just the beginning of an idea. A young man woke up with a thick haze clouding his sight. His body felt pulverized, his head walloped.
Soft hand Pencil to paper Light sketching Thoughts caper Aimless lines Pointless circles Frivolous and fine Silly depictions Cartooned faces Overdone illustrations.
Come closer, darling Don't be afraid, precious Yes, things are falling But it's okay You're here with me now Curled up in my arms.
Dark things quietly sidle. Eyes constantly shift. Nothing sits idle. Nobody can span the rift. Figures scuttle about. Thin, dark like shadow. Hiding in the grout. Closing the window.
I saw you standing there. But you didn't notice me. The wind blew your hair. As you dove into the sea. I followed you down. Into the navy deep. I had cast off the crown. Given you a heart to keep.
Internet has been and will be down for a few weeks (using library Internet now), so I won't be able to post too much, though I'll keep writing.
Fog drifts hazily Clouding all Thoughts slow lazily As something watches Eyes glittering It steps softly Waiting for the withering Of the vulnerable mind The ground is gentle Comfy like a bed Cast...
What will tomorrow be Will it be a wonderful day. Will I feel free. Or will I start to fray.
Hello all, I just watched Pan's Labyrinth. I was curious, have any of you guys seen it. What was your opinion. (In other news, I'm now inspired to write poems describing fantasy settings!).
There's something inside Something rare You shouldn't let it hide But you're a timid hare You have a mind That thinks like no other Yet you feel left behind You say, Oh, why bother.
I'm lying here breathing. Just so tired. For a moment I imagined. And you were here too. Cheek to the floor. Eyes half closed. You'd put your arm on me. And I'd smile. Without you knowing.
I feel lost I feel cold Is the cost What we've been told.
It comes in soft trickles. Or great roaring tides. Slipping through tiny holes. Or crashing through streets. It tastes sweet and clear. Or sharp and salty. Like a cool drink. Or a bad cook's meal.
Empty, broken hands reach out; but you'll have nothing to give. Weak, raspy voices cry out; but you'll have nothing to say. Dim, cloudy eyes look up; but you'll not see them.
Gray dull thoughts Nothing seems to inspire As my brain rots Stagnant as a mire Little distractions Minor amusement Can't catch my attentions Or clear my confusement I can't think I can't write My...
Bold blue eyes Colored like the skies In which she flies (Gravity, she defies) Away from the sad sighs. Glittering gold scales That will be told in tales From mail to sails To the masses in jails.
I rest Eyes closed Thoughts adrift Fluttering Floating Flitting In the daze of morning It's warmth lulling.
Lives are taken Without a moments thought What horrors we've wrought Inside of our hearts. People kill without reason This world is so crazy Things seem so hazy Is there ever clarity.
There once was a girl who had an idea She walked uptown to the pizzeria She found a mite Got in a fight And forgot the whole idea.
Clouds turn black like smoke Roll like waves Chill the air Rain sloughs off of shoulders Patters on hooded heads Wicks off of thin umbrellas.
I know your face I know your name Even as you run from this place I can see you're still the same. I will find you I will make you pay I'll bruise you black and blue For tossing me to the fray.
The fierce rush of emotion I can hear my heart It's pounding pounding pounding. The surge of heat I feel my face It's hot hot hot.
The gentle brush of soft grass The sky, clearer than glass. Lovely flowers sway In the warmth of midday. Cool water flows Right over our toes.
"We're not sheep!".
There is more, but its not the most interesting. I would appreciate some feedback, and guesses on what you thin will happen next. Thanks for reading.