To run free
Never be tamed.
To Break Away -
Release the Pain.
Sprint Far and Free
All senses lost.
A slave to none
For but a cost. Just
Shed your skin.
Let Inner Fur fall True
Break Away from Life,
Release what's within You.
there once was a night
so wet and weary
a trudging soldier
tired and dreary.
haunted by memories-
of war and of cold.
the death of the young, and
the death of the old.
haunted by terror-
by screaming- by blood.
he dreamt of the fear
that flowed like a flood.
to run from a war
after fighting for ten
he'll live with regret
for leaving his men.
for turning his back
he's banished as well.
here's a story for you,
listen as he tells.
why must people be this way?
why bother to even try?
why carry on faking day to day?
so much it makes you cry?
i see these people, hear them speak
"Did you hear what so-&-so said?" Gossip, lies.
every word straight from the mag-of-the-week
or what is shown through Tv shows. reality or fake?
"they should just take off their masks." a loved one said
"just be themselves." be true.
'cause if they aren't "current", they're nothing dead.
what else are they to do?
i guess they are all "brainwashed" now,
by what the pictures show.
there's just no helping them survive
no teaching them to know.
so why do they go through with it?
w
Thoughts gone down the drain
Like dissolving paper in the ever-falling rain
She tries to ease the pain
Of her thoughts gone down the drain
Walking-day to day
From happiness to pain to happiness again
Love to Live. Live to Love
Emotions crash like waves
He watches over me from his
cloud up in the sky.
He answers when I call out to him;
a comforting voice I long to hear.
He sweeps me into his arms
as i lose myself in his Angelic gaze;
eyes ever whispering with secret
promises of life & love.
Careful hands caress
searching fingertips.
His powerful wings carry us
to the starry skies above;
clouds holding stories of
forgotten spirits long since past.
Hidden in a field of gentle lullabies,
we lay & watch the sunrise;
radiant beauty all in its own.
He is My Angel. My Love
I went to a party
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, mom,
So I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would.
That I didn't drink & drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advise to me was right.
The party finally ended
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece.
I never knew what was coming, mom,
Something I expected least.
Now I'm laying on the pavement
And I hear the policeman say,
"The kid who caused this wreck was drunk."
Mom, his voice seems so far away.
Now my own blood's all around me
As I try h
Don't grieve for me
for now I'm free.
I followed the Path
God laid for me.
I took his hand
when I heard Him call.
Then turned my back
and left it all.
I could not stay another day
to laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found my peace at the close of day.
My life is done,
I've savored much.
Good thoughts, good times,
a loved one's touch.
A friendship shared,
a laugh, a kiss.
Ah, these things
I too will miss.
Do not grieve
with times of sorrow.
I wish for you
the sunshine of tomorrow.
Now pick up your heart,
and pray for me.
God wanted me now,
He set me free.
He watches over me from his
cloud up in the sky.
He answers when I call out to him;
a comforting voice I long to hear.
He sweeps me into his arms
as i lose myself in his Angelic gaze;
eyes ever whispering with secret
promises of life & love.
Careful hands caress
searching fingertips.
His powerful wings carry us
to the starry skies above;
clouds holding stories of
forgotten spirits long since past.
Hidden in a field of gentle lullabies,
we lay & watch the sunrise;
radiant beauty all in its own.
He is My Angel. My Love
Thoughts gone down the drain
Like dissolving paper in the ever-falling rain
She tries to ease the pain
Of her thoughts gone down the drain
Walking-day to day
From happiness to pain to happiness again
Love to Live. Live to Love
Emotions crash like waves
why must people be this way?
why bother to even try?
why carry on faking day to day?
so much it makes you cry?
i see these people, hear them speak
"Did you hear what so-&-so said?" Gossip, lies.
every word straight from the mag-of-the-week
or what is shown through Tv shows. reality or fake?
"they should just take off their masks." a loved one said
"just be themselves." be true.
'cause if they aren't "current", they're nothing dead.
what else are they to do?
i guess they are all "brainwashed" now,
by what the pictures show.
there's just no helping them survive
no teaching them to know.
so why do they go through with it?
w
there once was a night
so wet and weary
a trudging soldier
tired and dreary.
haunted by memories-
of war and of cold.
the death of the young, and
the death of the old.
haunted by terror-
by screaming- by blood.
he dreamt of the fear
that flowed like a flood.
to run from a war
after fighting for ten
he'll live with regret
for leaving his men.
for turning his back
he's banished as well.
here's a story for you,
listen as he tells.
Current Residence: the universe Favourite genre of music: Anyhting but Rap & Country Favourite photographer: ...<i>me?</i> Shell of choice: A Seashell Skin of choice: ...my own skin...or that of a large cat(most likely to be a Cheetah :D) Favourite cartoon character: Raphael!!!(the red one.)*Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles* Personal Quote: "To die is a day worth living for." -Cpt. Barbosa
Favourite Visual Artist
Amy Brown
Favourite Movies
Always: The Labrynth, Currently: Grindhouse, Forever!: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles#1-4
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
PHS
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allen Poe, William Shakespeare
Favourite Games
Solitare
Tools of the Trade
My Minolta, a couple pens & pencils, and some paper
i just set it up.
i am now gonna be under the profile of ~timeless-images (https://www.deviantart.com/timeless-images)
i would still like to watch everybody, so if you want to follow me still, say 'hi' so i can devwatch you.
thanks for all your coments to my :iconewockers89: profile/work.
hopefully you will comment on my new work in the future
bye!!
shell
i am thinking of starting a new devART profile...
i have been getting this feeling that i should no longer be under this name. its been haunting me for awhile and when i start to think of new names, i suddenly feel somewhat at peace..its odd how that happens...
its not because i am upset with anybody. because i am not... i just feel that its time i find a new name for my work.
it would be just for my photography.
and i will be grabbing my recently submited pictures to add to that gallery instead of this one.
i will check up on this name once i get started
& let you know what it is.
i will also finish looking at the 300 deviations tha
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
i finally got it!!!!
ok-- there is this book that i have wanted to get from Copperfield's Bookstore for about a month now.
It is called the :heart: :heart:"Spirit of the Wild Cat: The Definitive Visual Guide To The Kings Of Beasts" by Mike and Peggy Briggs:heart: :heart:
it shows a bunch of different breeds of large & small wild cats.
if you love big cats & you are ever in a book store and you happen to see it, BUY IT!!
Online ordering Site:
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbninquiry.asp?r=1&ean=9781405472081
I LOVE IT!!:heart: :D :hug:
i had to practically beg my mom to get it...she refused u