Generally how I feel about art...
Colours meshing
Flowing blue
Flaming crimson
Tears of black and green
Specks of orange and yellow and violet
Pulled from my very soul
Imaginary images
Coating an empty canvas
So many different masterpieces
Along the faded walls of my endless mind
Just waiting for the chance to be
Free
Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw
A victim; a bully Both deeply in pain One fighting for freedom The other for fame She walks down the hallway Books held with one hand As she tries so hard To understand Here he comes towards her Harsh words on his tongue The whispers...
Yellow eyes watching Padded footsteps silent Fear's snatching Shaking; quiver violent Perfect trap Better hustle Twigs snap Leaves rustle Quick dash Swift death Blood splash No breath Invisible daywalkers Take...
The dreams are frightening You lay awake for hours Praying for the peace of slumber That will not come When you close your heavy eyes finally The dreams are waiting As they always are The shadow of a man The glint of a blade's edge The...