Hey, I'm Dylan, a (newly) 15 year old artist who also loves poetry. I live write and draw in a city called Preston and I'm currently working on my art GCSE, which I've spent most of the year stressing over:'D What do I do in life? Generally, i draw, watch doctor who, and write, poems that is. I'm shit with stories;'
#thethreewords. Scales reaching up past his back,. Energy does this dragon lack,. He needs to be challenged by. Another with a dominant battle cry,. He needs to be fired upon,.
#acrostic. Crossing all the boarders, never losing sight,. Only turning back to save my girl in plight,. Memories are still living, as I smile through the day,.
Cornered to the edge, Only leaning at the ledge, Nothing to stop the falling, Though my arms wrap around her waist, Realising my death is what she's stalling, Off her grasp I'm quick to haste.
She told him she wasn't real,. In the sense she was unable to feel,. She was the devil, a soulless soul keeper,. A heartless life reaper,. But he did not run, not yell,.
#Iamcrazycatman You don't listen to my soft words, You're already underneath the pillows, curled, You snore gently as I smile, You're totally worth while.
#iamcatman. Last night I got home late,. I was in a disputable state,. Dad wasn't happy at all,. When going up the stairs I had a fall,. He was furiously red,. So I apologised instead,.
It drives me mental when she screams that loud, It's as if she's waiting, beckoning a crowd, Then if I try to retaliate she says I'm petty, Is It the periods that get her so stressy?.