Just a ginger Welsh girl who loves to write :)
Carefully tailored words, woven through with care, strung with golden hope because it's all to lose out there, Despite your chiding head, you listen to your heart, and only when it's over do you...
Outside of the rain and flame we run, Harrowed by the heat we're bound to rue, Cut and never noticed as we flee, From smoke and ash and flame to golden sun.
(they don't own you.) (they never can) (remember that <3 ) ...
It makes no sense. Skinny jeans. Bleach blonde hair. A piercing here and there. Fake tattoos, not long they're real. Chosen clothes for look or feel. You try so hard just to fit it.
The lord teaches to be kind and faithful. To love those close to and far from us, whether they care or hate. He teaches to accept all in Imagos Dei, for we are all one, we are all equal.
Started as a shot, A stifled startled cry, Heard across the water, The consequences high, Comes up as a rush, The calm before a storm, Where now you're on a standstill, It's run or soon be...
Dash over rooftops, covered by cloud, Peppered by raindrops and wary of sound, Different on skin than it is on the ground, Hiding in shadows he cannot be found, Slip through the garden of luscious...
People tell you to smile sometimes, and you don't know how, there's 'nothing much' to be happy for...but are you even looking for something.
Art is a science. You move up and are told straight away that all you know is false, and start again.
We were asked to do a short presentation on this in class today in groups. I wrote on my board: Boycott = Reason Reason = Action Action = Attention Attention = Care Care = Equality.
When the desert blooms, In a thousand brilliant hues, Sullied by a bloodmoon, As the sands rise, On horses black as night, Dripping starsheen, taking flight, Onyx hooves thud, heed the...
It's not what you want, No matter how I feel, But then again, I think, It isn't ever real, So again I drag you in, Pulled to a lucid dream, For things you won't remember, A day out on the...
It's very hard to express yourself in less than seventeen sylla-.
Poor Dan is in a droop..
In the midst of a whispered daydream, do you ever think of the sky. Or being deep under the ocean, as colours assault your eyes.
Hello Pandora. You've taken everything from me. Stripped away my hope and laughter, the joy and the smiles. Love and compassion. I'm left with the ilk of despair.
I want...what do I want. Evil rhetoricals. I want strong arms around me, take away the pain. What a beautiful present, To find half my friends hate me, Guess I'll just have to start again.
Mottled skin, Dark rings around her soft eyes, So much ink, Coverin' up the danger and lies.
Saphros mountain. Twisted faeries. Clouds that obscure are always painted.
I miss you already. Ten minutes gone and you're growing cold, Gone is your chance to ever be old, I miss you. A silly chance, A dare on a rainbow, Nothing playful, only honour, At that time.
A shaft of light sweeps through the gap, Leaps past the hinge in the door, Drenches the floor, the mess and the air, In a beam of brilliant white.