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I have a little songbird. Encased inside my heart. I let it free to fly and sing. Whenever we're apart. It sends up soft and yellow notes. That drift along the breeze.
SHe lets me listen, when she moves me, Words are not like other words She takes me, from under my arms She plants me, in a distant cloud And the black rain in my eyes Falls in torrents, torrents She...
I used to think that as I moved through dreams I would be untouched and it would be alright But as I lay awake my dreaming turns to thoughts to keep me company throughout the night A collection of...
Inside what do you think lies. Blood, organs, cells and bone. Yes but what about the parts that make up you. The parts no one can see.
The mist blocked the highway And the air was thick and cold. And through the foggy greyness, My true colours began to unfold. My red and boiling anger, So vivid and fiery.
Inside my head There is a man Family's dead He hatched a plan.
#nightdwellers I walk and make my way with brittle steps. Conscious cascade Streams of thought, whispering breeze Shutter this window Caw of crow over roiling sea.
A cave, dark and deep, Defended very well. Inside of it lies secrets, If you see, you probably won't live to tell.
Clouds form in my head On eggshells I tread A darkly mist descends An intruding fog Never ends Droplets fall from above Clarity rains down I've had enough The rain in my heart Washes my soul Rips...
In a world I dreamed A wood I dreamed A tree I dreamed A branch I dreamed A bird I dreamed A wing I dreamed A feather I dreamed You, fly with me.
It bubbles up through my veins, Quicker than anything I'd care to explain, It makes my heart beat different faster somehow, My breathing becomes erratic and shallow now, I become clammy and my fists...
My head is in the clouds It is not near this place My mind is daydreaming It's far away in space I'm imagining lots I'm sitting in warm sand By a jade coloured sea With vodka martini in hand I am...
@LittleKitten I rest my head down on the mattress All my thoughts and worries I dismiss, I close my eyes, relax my mind, Leaving my dozing conscience behind.
There are always these dark drowsy drunken days that make you feel like the world out there is nothing but a lost barren wasteland. And the world inside you is nothing better either.
Sawdust heart, All flown away. Nothing ever works, Never a happy day. Dusty heart, From lack of use. Try to pull a lever, Find it all loose. Sawdust heart, All worn out.
Shut your eyes into a world of dreams where everything is not always as it seems. Shut your eyes into pure fantasy away from the prison of reality.
Suffocated by blackness Laying in my bed It's thick, oily pitch coating my eyes Face numbing darkness, Screaming silence of the night, Deafened by nothingness So loud yet it stillness surrounds...
#emotion #confusion @Splashdown Red and yellow, Orange and blue. Where am I. Who are you. How can I get to this place, Or how do I get out. I try to scream, my lips move But I can't make a sound.
I paint black On black, Layers of Watercolour, Acrylic , Gloss, Matt, Building up An image Of all I've lost, A portrait of The crushing Hole, The numbness Of my soul, The charred Embers, ashes, Of a...
Fabrications of my imagination, Protruding from the source of their creation, Spinning out a tale of their own narration, Swimming in my head for the night's duration.
When I wander in the back of my mind. In shapes and worlds of my own design. When I turn invisible or I stray. You pull my blinds to kiss me awake. And if you sang to me now, I know.
There is a wall in my life as long as the days iv lived. So hi I can't clime or look over it. It stops me seeing the things I need what I want what's best for me.
#household. It seems my favourite poster. Cannot be bought in stores. Won't find it on a wall. Or covering holes in doors. Not readily available. Nor hidden in plain sight. Contains many images.
There is a quaking in my heart, A quarrel not to be quelled, I walk on my hands With my head in the clouds, As the sun does its dance For the rivers that glance, And the trees as they counsel, I...