Å DáÿDréâmêr and a artist <3
Alone, forgotten, though I have just arrived, It is of friends I am deprived. I don't want to be all by myself, I want someone to talk to, to make them laugh.
It's been awhile Since I saw you opussians smile. I miss you all dearly, each and everyday,too. <---This I can tell you is true.
"What's this called?",You may ask, Happiness, of course, and this is genuine, I wear no mask. My joy pours throughout me, I get my happiness from no flask.
Hello again, My dear friend. It's good to know that, that day our friendship did not end. I miss you lots, And although you don't remember me, for it's been so long.
It was so dark that night. I had wings...but I could not take flight. I had jumped. Trusting my wings to expand, But I guess, this was a bad plan.
This pain never felt so real, I promise you,I am never going to heal. Even if you come back, All your going to do to me, is attack. Keep away, keep away, is the game I want to play.
Mirror,mirror, on the wall, Who is the prettiest of all. Is it I. The girl with ever changing eyes, The too wide smile, Rough,pale,skin girl.
Oh you opussians are all too sweet. How glad I am that we all have a place to meet. 33 followers. Wow… I will say thank you now.
(inspiration came back!) Engulfed in flames, Such a terrible face, Why is it in this place?. Yet this unholy thing calls my name. Shivering and shaking, I feel myself break into a hot sweat.
Where are you. I don't have a clue, What could have happened to you. One day you where there the next…poof. Without you ,my inspiration,I am dead too.
They say she sits upon a deep gray rock. They also say that on your ears she seems To set her lock. The waterfall hides her Beauty but not her voice.
How old do you people think I am????????????¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ P.S. continue story. I might make a few more poems before I go on with story..
The air is thick with guilt,fear & pain. I can't breathe that kind of oxygen. The water is murky and green, But my 5 senses are keen. I can see how evil looking the birds are.
Do you guys want me to make Apollo and Artemis,at one point,immortal. I don't know if I am going to spell anything right,so if I don't please forgive!!.
APOLLO~ I wake to a new wave of pain. The room is of stone,cold and hard…unforgiving.
ARTEMIS~ "Okay. I finally finished!" "Apollo?" I looked up at the tree he should be sitting in, Only his bow and arrows lay on the branch. "Ugh,only Apollo would do that…", I thought.
APOLLO~ I'm in a castle,a very dark one,too. Men on horses are running toward me.
A way to express myself. Something that lets me escape the world. Whether its straight lines or swirls uncurled. Art is my own little island where I'm safe from harm. Where no one can cause me alarm.
Lets the mind rest. Sets the soul free. Lets me be me. Heart is in tune with every beat. And makes you move your feet. Whether it's elegance or speed, Music is a beautiful thing I need.
How do you measure your years. In how loud the crowd cheers. Or how it felt to be the one in pain.
She's new,she's scared, She has come completely unprepared. What to do here she doesn't know, "The best thing," she thinks,"is to go with the flow.".