You are the example of pain,
I find myself loving the way you claw my back,
Deep sensuous cuts,
The deeper the better,
I am beautiful in this flesh,
Black and beautiful,
My skin doesn't decay,
I haven't sold myself like you have.
You play with my organs and tempt me with lies,
You have a silver tongue,
You have secrets,
I know you do.
Lie to me some more.
I will find out,
I will find out,
I will find out,
You are painted black,
Your soul is pure,
But you are not a virgin.
You cannot be a maiden,
If only I could break that wall.
The hour is late,
Dawn will approach,
I will see you glow,
Under the illuminating light of the summer dawn.
The b
Your face tells me everything.
I believe you when you gaze at me.
Your eyes tell a story
The story is a lie
Your expression says it all.
I do not mind being lied to.
I find it colorful
I find you colorful
Your face is painted with a lie.
You have attitude.
It is entertains me.
I am entertained right now.
I believe in faith.
I do not have faith in your expression.
The expression says it all.
You are nothing more than a painted a diary of lies.
I enjoy the lie.
The lie is the word of the day
We learn something new
Yet it is old.
You are a born sociopath.
I find that shit funny.
Morbid is the next word.
I like these words
I regret giving a damn
First and foremost,
I regret everything I allowed to happen.
I regret not allowing myself to process the emotions.
I shut down like hard candy.
I allowed myself to be full of excuses..
One excuse,
Two excuses.
Three excuses.
I could have been better.
I am better.
Rise like the sun.
Shine like the moon.
The moment is bittersweet.
I do not really care how many feel.
I do not want to regret.
There is no point.
What have you done?
Sit in the shadows bitter with regret.
Everything is a joke.
The surprise on one's face,
Full of sorrow and woe,
Let go.
Never find yourself in the corner.
They always said
Your long black exquisite beak sings lies,
Those lies tear out my insides,
The more I bleed you feast upon my flesh,
You cut into the wounds of my sorrow,
The sorrowfulness of the past haunts me like a dream,
The nightmare sings to me,
I am forever lost in the lies of your picturesque obscure quills.
Are you Crow?
Are you the Principal of lies?
These are the numerous inquiries, I have.
I am lost between paradise and hell.
Hell is the obvious place I shall end up.
Beautiful shadowy crow how you sing your song,
You call out to me,
You beckon me in visions and call out to me in truth.
The confusion of friendship,
Yet adoration
You are the example of pain,
I find myself loving the way you claw my back,
Deep sensuous cuts,
The deeper the better,
I am beautiful in this flesh,
Black and beautiful,
My skin doesn't decay,
I haven't sold myself like you have.
You play with my organs and tempt me with lies,
You have a silver tongue,
You have secrets,
I know you do.
Lie to me some more.
I will find out,
I will find out,
I will find out,
You are painted black,
Your soul is pure,
But you are not a virgin.
You cannot be a maiden,
If only I could break that wall.
The hour is late,
Dawn will approach,
I will see you glow,
Under the illuminating light of the summer dawn.
The b
Your face tells me everything.
I believe you when you gaze at me.
Your eyes tell a story
The story is a lie
Your expression says it all.
I do not mind being lied to.
I find it colorful
I find you colorful
Your face is painted with a lie.
You have attitude.
It is entertains me.
I am entertained right now.
I believe in faith.
I do not have faith in your expression.
The expression says it all.
You are nothing more than a painted a diary of lies.
I enjoy the lie.
The lie is the word of the day
We learn something new
Yet it is old.
You are a born sociopath.
I find that shit funny.
Morbid is the next word.
I like these words
I regret giving a damn
First and foremost,
I regret everything I allowed to happen.
I regret not allowing myself to process the emotions.
I shut down like hard candy.
I allowed myself to be full of excuses..
One excuse,
Two excuses.
Three excuses.
I could have been better.
I am better.
Rise like the sun.
Shine like the moon.
The moment is bittersweet.
I do not really care how many feel.
I do not want to regret.
There is no point.
What have you done?
Sit in the shadows bitter with regret.
Everything is a joke.
The surprise on one's face,
Full of sorrow and woe,
Let go.
Never find yourself in the corner.
They always said
Your long black exquisite beak sings lies,
Those lies tear out my insides,
The more I bleed you feast upon my flesh,
You cut into the wounds of my sorrow,
The sorrowfulness of the past haunts me like a dream,
The nightmare sings to me,
I am forever lost in the lies of your picturesque obscure quills.
Are you Crow?
Are you the Principal of lies?
These are the numerous inquiries, I have.
I am lost between paradise and hell.
Hell is the obvious place I shall end up.
Beautiful shadowy crow how you sing your song,
You call out to me,
You beckon me in visions and call out to me in truth.
The confusion of friendship,
Yet adoration
"Every moment can be beautiful if you make it so." ---A.R. Darkling.
There is always a moment when we are in our own heads. I have always been in my own thoughts coming up with ideas. I am avid writer and RPer. I have been role-playing for some time and I always enjoyed the ideas I would come up with characters. For the past year or so, I simply watched how people posted their work on DA and wondered if I could do it to because I thought maybe I have some kind of talent with coming with twisted and morbid ideas about characters.
Now, I am doing it. I am rather proud of myself, I came up with my characters, I have always been, into vampires, drows, elves, magic, the beauty of creation, and more magic. The world itself is the doorway and we must walk through it and now that is what I am doing, I am trying to continue my writing with much courage I am trying my best to be who I am supposed to be, a writer and photographer.
Also I am a photographer, more like an amateur photographer. I think I have good aim at least capturing what I think is beautiful.
Thank you for reading my little section I hope you enjoyed it. =D
It has been sometime since I have written in this journal. I have allowed myself to step away into the real world to focus on other things. However, I do miss displaying my work and my writing. I have been so lost in the confusion of my own life that I did not think about the things that I enjoyed most. Which is being creative. I have posted a few things from my graphic arts. I get the flow of creativity and it disappears. Sadly burned myself out over the years of bleeding every part of me. I suppose I allowed others to shape me.
NO more.
It is time to get back into the real enjoyment.
ART and WRITING!
Wish me luck.
Hope all is well!
I have not had much time to devote myself to writing due to the annoying block that seems to keep me from what I love most is writing. I want to write more and take in that pleasure as the words bleed from my fingertips. Ah! I was beginning already. I hope everyone is well. I hope you all have a great holiday.
Be well. Goddess Bless.
A.R