

UntitledThey dream of better times as they huddle in the darkness Cramped in their cell they search for a weakness in their cage In the past they had reigned supremeUntitled
Creating havoc with his hurt and rage
Now locked away, they can only hope that fortune will smile their way That he will give in to impatience and become irate Because it is way down deep That the demons lie in wait.


Who I AmI need my pain, it makes me who I amWho I Am
My pain sharpens my focus and clarifies my perspective To deny my pain would be to deny myself
I will not seek to dull my pain or lessen its impact upon my life It has built my character and fortified my resolve
To dilute my pain would be to weaken my very foundation.
I would not trade my pain for any blissful ignorance Before my pain, I was a stranger to myself with no sense of what I was With its bright light, I have peered into darkness and realized that I am not an empty shell
I am marred because of my pain
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Perpetually In The MiddleOne more chapter in another persons book A few lines to sum up what I mean to them and its off to the next page Footnotes provide short testimonials to real emotions that otherwise get lost between the lines. But for the most part our time together is reduced to a concise series of events.Perpetually In The Middle
Sometimes there is a whole chapter devoted to me Other times, barely a paragraph between husbands Searching for my name may yield multiple pages Or just that one sentence mentioned after the ex and before her current interest
Occasionally I am the one that got away Usually conne


A Heart Less WholeA part here and part there leaves a heart less whole. How long before it becomes fractured beyond repair? I just won't let myself be You don't understand who I was supposed to be So much more. So much more.A Heart Less Whole
Someday I will fly Far away and above the chaos Where hate and anger have no form There I will be free to be who I am Until then, I will give all of myself to those who need me.
I save nothing for the return
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art is a lie which makes us realize the truth- picasso
and lately i've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me something
and i've begun
(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you
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Feminism:
Men = pigs
Women = as good as the men
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art is a lie which makes us realize the truth- picasso
and lately i've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me something
and i've begun
(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you
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Kanashibari ^_____^
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art is a lie which makes us realize the truth- picasso
and lately i've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me something
and i've begun
(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you
Thank you so much!
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My Portfolio
Katie Franke
Traditional Art Gallery Moderator
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:I am forever torn between what could be and what is:
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