It's been agaes since i've drawen anything, or done any art of any kind...
All i seem to do is look at it now,
so i thought i'd put on here some poem's i wrote a long time ago, when i was very very depressed, i warn you these arn't for the faint hearted.

There in order of time, the first the longest ago:

Bright Darkness
I want more than
anything to drift
off into bliss, to
not think or feel anything, not to
be or live, just to
drift away into
bright darkness.

One day the world will split in two...

On that day, a little girl will meet
a man, she will befriend him
he will show her true pain
behond any she will meet again,
then she will be cut, with glass.
Left to bleed

He will go on believing in the wronh God
possesed by the devils power. Fear and Guilt.
He sees her, the little girl in a reflection,
giving him the same smile she gave him
when thry first met.

He brackes, remorse, sorrow, regret
tears spred down him clean face
glass pearces him skin
he bleeds, just like she did.

The world blurs, a face appears
in the darkness, a frightened hand
placed on his cheek, wake up, a gental tear
then though's hands find the wooned

Presure, a stop of flowing blood,
hope, a desier to live, just for that
one person, who cared, who stopped the bleeding,
the suffering, the fear.

Wind gentally seaps his face, drops of rain fall from the sky, a friendly hand in his, i do, good bye.

- These seemed better last year lol, but still, leave comments if u wish. And sorry for the spelling i'm very dyslexic.

This one has no titel, but i think it sounds more like a spell, although that was not it's purose:

Tears in black eyes
unfeeling pain
blood form stain
Life gone, soul
torn
I wish i'd never
been bourn.

- I's like to point out that i am generally a happy person, but lets face it shit happens, i got through it tho There is a picture to go with this, i'll put the origanals up one day.

Last one:

In the eyes of the Devil
Your lust is victory
but your love in failiour
Your greed in vengancy
but your descresion faulted
You are his toy as long as
you sheild youe eyes from the light
Eternity in your grasp
spread your wings take flight
Yet saten straps your wings to your back
a shed of hope makes the straps slack
He pulls at your strings
destroys your dreams.
Soon there will be nothing of your soul left.
A warmth covers your lips
A rush of life in your stil lungs
Heat stresses in every moment of your body.
Once dead, lifless, now alive and
reaching for the light

-When i wrote this i want at all religiouse, i then went on to become a devoted christian, i was baptised, and now i have no idea where my fathe went, i only have memorys of what i thought my God told me, so things are getting harder again, not quite to this intencaty tho.

Well yeh comment if you read them, it'll be nice to know if someone did xxx