Yellow leaves, dried leaves, apologies… Love is mist in summer’s eulogies. A spark of hope seen in the breeze. A tear drop falls from withering trees, And I… I’m drowning in disease. And as I walk in winter’s freeze, The church bells begin their screams, those echoes creep the lonely stillness, Awakening soul’s numbing illness. And I… I tread on decayed hills. *** Dry stones, marble roads, memories… Life is cursed by lack of remedies. A glimpse of love sketched in his limbs, A drop of blood swayed by the winds, And I… I’m kissed by tragedies. And as I stray into earth’s darkness, Its lips are but a pitch of blackness. The creak beneath, a sound of madness, Sharp in the air, its causing blindness, And I… I’m swallowed by my sadness.
Could we be honest for a while and ignore our pride?
Just be together for a while, with no concern in mind?
‘Cause lately I've been dying slowly, dying to tell you of how
The way my feelings bloom inside me, wishing upon you
Like on a shooting star.
Could we stop playing hide and seek and unfold our hearts?
Just hold hands for a while and think of better starts?
‘Cause lately I've been craving fire, a fire so bright, so tender whilst
It burns my tongue by wishing it but still I linger and I feast
From your tasty treats.
Could we end up the pretending and set our secret free?
Just spring like snowdrop blos
Save me
Give me life
Don't "past" me,
Remember the time.
The past happens right now,
Throw the arrow
So I die.
Give me roses
Even if it's dry outside.
Give me time
So I can build a lie,
A line, a life,
a true goodbye...
Share with me imaginary kisses
When the last breath opens your lips,
Give me rain so I can cry
Rivers of pain.
Why live and let die?
Why love if it can end a life?
Why write if words are so untrue
Like masquerades of puppets, blue,
Like bad jokes told by insane clowns...
Far from home, feeling asleep,
Close to home, I weep and weep.
She thought about suicide, yeah, she thought about taking her life... She thought about letting a letter but she couldn't finish it or write. Sarah runs the streets at night around the fountain brides and grooms, her bloodstained white gown in her hands, she gets down on her knees and ends her pace with three blue blooms. A salt tear on her left cheek, her make up is a mess, a blood tear from her wrist, the pain she feels is ageless, but soon, her gold hair is all wet, the third tear, shameless flood, began to wash her face. Sarah falls down in disgrace. She felt the death weeping her sleep, her eyes won't close at midnight. See, all she wa
Come to me
While I'm still sleeping
So when the clock stops
You will find peace here, my love...
They are whispering
Their wagging mouths shut
But there is no silence,
What are you waiting, my love...?
Needles are striking
The love of us shouting
So where do our souls lay,
In the dark?
You might be in danger, my love...
Come to me,
Until I'm waking
The dagger in your hand, my love
My heart will be melting...
Sleep beside me
Forget why you came
So the light in me
Will spread to you, my love...
Round the corner
In my dreaming
A shadow along
The reddish wall
But where did you leave, my love...?
Come to me
While I'm
I wake up, sunrise in my eyes. I look at my hands and smile.
Absently, brush my hair in front of a mirror without even looking at my reflection. Do I have one? The floor looked... safer.
Breakfast. A red apple, half of a red apple. Or, maybe nothing. I sigh all the time.
I laugh mechanically, my eyes stinging in front of the bright light coming from the TV screen. Black and white or are my eyes that tired? They abandoned me? The colors, I mean. I question myself. Usually I smell a dark shirt, long and thin but strong as the memory and forget the many reasons why I...
I stop, remembering.
I drink, constantly? I promised this
Yellow leaves, dried leaves, apologies… Love is mist in summer’s eulogies. A spark of hope seen in the breeze. A tear drop falls from withering trees, And I… I’m drowning in disease. And as I walk in winter’s freeze, The church bells begin their screams, those echoes creep the lonely stillness, Awakening soul’s numbing illness. And I… I tread on decayed hills. *** Dry stones, marble roads, memories… Life is cursed by lack of remedies. A glimpse of love sketched in his limbs, A drop of blood swayed by the winds, And I… I’m kissed by tragedies. And as I stray into earth’s darkness, Its lips are but a pitch of blackness. The creak beneath, a sound of madness, Sharp in the air, its causing blindness, And I… I’m swallowed by my sadness.
Could we be honest for a while and ignore our pride?
Just be together for a while, with no concern in mind?
‘Cause lately I've been dying slowly, dying to tell you of how
The way my feelings bloom inside me, wishing upon you
Like on a shooting star.
Could we stop playing hide and seek and unfold our hearts?
Just hold hands for a while and think of better starts?
‘Cause lately I've been craving fire, a fire so bright, so tender whilst
It burns my tongue by wishing it but still I linger and I feast
From your tasty treats.
Could we end up the pretending and set our secret free?
Just spring like snowdrop blos
Save me
Give me life
Don't "past" me,
Remember the time.
The past happens right now,
Throw the arrow
So I die.
Give me roses
Even if it's dry outside.
Give me time
So I can build a lie,
A line, a life,
a true goodbye...
Share with me imaginary kisses
When the last breath opens your lips,
Give me rain so I can cry
Rivers of pain.
Why live and let die?
Why love if it can end a life?
Why write if words are so untrue
Like masquerades of puppets, blue,
Like bad jokes told by insane clowns...
Far from home, feeling asleep,
Close to home, I weep and weep.
She thought about suicide, yeah, she thought about taking her life... She thought about letting a letter but she couldn't finish it or write. Sarah runs the streets at night around the fountain brides and grooms, her bloodstained white gown in her hands, she gets down on her knees and ends her pace with three blue blooms. A salt tear on her left cheek, her make up is a mess, a blood tear from her wrist, the pain she feels is ageless, but soon, her gold hair is all wet, the third tear, shameless flood, began to wash her face. Sarah falls down in disgrace. She felt the death weeping her sleep, her eyes won't close at midnight. See, all she wa
Come to me
While I'm still sleeping
So when the clock stops
You will find peace here, my love...
They are whispering
Their wagging mouths shut
But there is no silence,
What are you waiting, my love...?
Needles are striking
The love of us shouting
So where do our souls lay,
In the dark?
You might be in danger, my love...
Come to me,
Until I'm waking
The dagger in your hand, my love
My heart will be melting...
Sleep beside me
Forget why you came
So the light in me
Will spread to you, my love...
Round the corner
In my dreaming
A shadow along
The reddish wall
But where did you leave, my love...?
Come to me
While I'm
Well, I got tagged : D by mylovesound (https://www.deviantart.com/mylovesound) so I guess I must write some things about myself, ten actually :lol:
So, here it goes.
1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 10 things about themselves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 10 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.
1. My name is Vanessa Loredana. My friends call me Vane, so that would be my nickname : D Uhm, I also know that the meaning of "Vanessa" is "red butterfly" :heart: and it really fits me... I know the reasons but I won't tell you ^'
2. I en
Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my swweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of history
Life songs of ages
Uhm... I'm starting school in 2 weeks and honestly... I don't want to!! I'm not eager at all to see how aaaall the teachers are going to complain about everything! Plus, summer is over... In a few days I bet it'll rain. Again. Ugh. I'll miss the heat, the warm water, the sun, everything. I suppose I'll have to wait until next year, but then it won't be the same with all those preps for exams and etc. So yeah, I'm not in a very good mood.