| A drawing i did from a sticker that i love |


Too Far DeepLife is but dreamToo Far Deep
Drifting on a stream
and we are taken away by the current watch as your innocence dies with every day, with every lie and you still remain uncertain a little girl spoon-fed by the media more concerned with looks than an encyclopedia dumbing herself down to be noticed we follow what we see like parrots, mimicking the dream and we slowly become something else consumed by what we are seeing
no longer human beings just skin and robotic souls this is what we have become its seems it cant be undone
and we are now in too far de


In my armsNo one has ever made me feel this way You're on my mind every day And when you said you'd be mine I thought that you meant till the end of timeIn my arms
Then you started to change
Saying baby, I need some space Now I'm left here to wonder why When you had promised me till the end of time
Tell me why have you gone away When you had promised me you would stay Tell me is there something i can say
That can get you to come home again Because this is where you belong Right here in my arms
Everyday I go without you I feel like I'm falling apart &n


Is it real?What if what I say I feel is just a lie? A mask, a facade, to try and hide. To keep from feeling numb, to know I'm still alive.Is it real?
What if what I say i feel happens to be unreal? Nothing close to what I actually feel.
What do I feel? I'm not sure anymore. I'd like to believe this is real.
That this is true. That the words "I love you" actually hold truth, feeling, meaning. I really do....


My AngelI don't know how it happened Or when it began I just know it did But I don't quite understand Feeling I never thought I would have Rose up so quickly and took me over They filled me up inside and began to spill over Radiating outMy Angel
Like a light from within Show its true colors
With a sigh and a grin You must be some kind of angel To have made me feel again A miracle worker at best To change me from what i was then A lost little child
With no one to hold Afraid i would be forgotten
And to grow old alone But with you i have hope &
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My fantasy art: [link]
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What does the winter bring, if not yet another spring?
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My fantasy art: [link]
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What does the winter bring, if not yet another spring?
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My fantasy art: [link]
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What does the winter bring, if not yet another spring?
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Art stoned
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Peace, Pot, Tequila Shots, Jesus loves you stoned or not!!!
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I'm always up for doing commissions. Big or small. Send me a note and we'll work something out!
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Peace, Pot, Tequila Shots, Jesus loves you stoned or not!!!
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Peace, Pot, Tequila Shots, Jesus loves you stoned or not!!!
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I'm always up for doing commissions. Big or small. Send me a note and we'll work something out!
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