random variable in color and in life ~~~with old poems

And the master told the pencil before casting him into the world. “My dear friend, you will live this life and face lots of hardships that will make you believe that there is no hope. Sometimes, you’ll break and fall to pieces and many times you won’t be able to mend your wounds, but I promise you, there is greatness when you learn to overtake the darkness inside~

Scropio girl ~ image was edited by me , but the original is not mine so i don't own it ~ i think it is a limbonic art album over

LOST? ~FROM an old poem previously published

The lights of my forlorn life are off and the hours of darkness have claimed all my desire to live, and dreams

The guilt of losing my soul mate throws my body here and there. There is neither hope nor love only hate and fears

I can’t survive without you anymore; I can’t elucidate my state of mind for I have lost

I have gone astray! All that I cherished in life vanished but I lost what I valued most

The callous darkness is crawling closer turning my vital signs cold

I’m losing the ultimate battle. My gloomy doom and fate unfold

The terror shakes my body like a feeble leaf useless

I hope to kiss your lips again, now Feeling so hopeless

Terror feeds on my soul, turning every single beam of light into empty holes

I know I love you though you are a ghost I hold your hand

For being hard headed I am forced to remain eternally sad

I have turned empty fragile small regretful and hollow

I have lost my will to live, life has turned so shallow

Can I keep holding on to the silk string that holds my neck

My life is turning in humane; the ship I ride is a burned wreck

These are my confessions before I take my own life

And in death we will be wed and ill be your wife

Girl on fire

The lights of my lonely life are off and the night has claimed all my hopes, my will and dreams

The guilt of being nobody throws my body here and there. There is neither hope nor love only hate and fears

I can’t survive this anymore; I can’t explain my state of mind for I have lost

I have lost all that I cherished in life but I lost what I valued most

The darkness is crawling closer turning my vital signs cold

I’m losing the ultimate battle. My dark destiny unfolds

The terror shakes my body like a feeble leaf useless yet

Terror feeds on my soul, turning every single beam of light into empty shells

GIRL IN CEMETERY

We are taught never to shed tears, for to shed tears means that the body has been defeated by emotion. And, to us, that simple act of crying proves, without question, that the existence of emotion is nothing but a burden.

Lots of us have lived through painful times that it sometimes makes us wonder whether all that pain is real or not. It burns through the flesh up to the core and makes you squirm in defeat as the pain looks you in the eye and stabs you through the ribs into the soul of your existence.  

OLD POEM FIT FOR THE PICTURE

Follow the Reaper:

Maybe somewhere in time someone would make this a song~ That's my dream

Oh I dreamt in agony that I died last night as the moon rose

I felt its cold sensation of damnation prey on my heart so close

The sickness churning through my stomach, so  Painstaking

The dark suffocating the remaining shreds of life, so tormenting

Chorus 1 :

Come and rescue me, I’m burning can’t you see?

Won’t you give me your hand and set me free?

Or are you going to savor my pain

And enjoy seeing me grow insane?

Can you hear my cries echo in the empty night

Do you know away to take the pain away and make it right

Can’t you feel my endless pain charge through the electric air?

Can’t you see that going through this alone is so unfair?*

Death’s claws running down my spine plunging through my heart

Tossing my dead fragile body like cards, ripping the flesh apart

Excruciating agony echoes up and down my breakable knees

A lonely gasp for air in order to breath I can not seize

*Chorus 2*

Caught in the middle between life and death

Would you lend me one single crucial breath

Or can you be merciful and silence forever the ache

Death! Kill me fast or drive through my heart a stake

Cause I can’t hold on and ignore the pain no more

Can’t you see my body’s batted up and my soul is sore*

My shrieks are caught up in my throat only to antagonize the situation

Falling ashes from pain, can’t handle anymore all the mutilation

Death savors my desperate cries which I raise to the darkened sky

Which watches pleased as I stare in distress to the ceiling up high

Claws, digging through my chest ripping through the crimson hole

Driving its claymore for fingers reaching out for my scared soul

Chorus 1

Come and rescue me, I’m burning can’t you see?

Won’t you give me your hand and set me free?

Or are you going to savor my pain

And enjoy seeing me grow insane?

Can you hear my cries echo in the empty night

Do you know away to take the pain away and make it right

Can’t you feel my endless pain charge through the electric air?

Can’t you see that going through this alone is so unfair?*

I plead a thousand times to escape death’s hell

I begged to be saved from its torturing spell

I try effortlessly to yank free the think mist smothers my cries

Death’s claw’s settle on my pale skin laying its fingers on my eyes

My blood pounding in my ears; Life is all tears and pain

No freedom no peace, Misery and death is all what we gain

Chorus 1 &2

Come and rescue me, I’m burning can’t you see?

Won’t you give me your hand and set me free?

Or are you going to savor my pain

And enjoy seeing me grow insane?

Can you hear my cries echo in the empty night?

Do you know away to take the pain away and make it right

Can’t you feel my endless pain charge through the electric air?

Can’t you see that going through this alone is so unfair?*

Or can you be merciful and silence forever the ache

Death! Kill me fast or drive through my heart a stake

Cause I can’t hold on and ignore the pain no more

Can’t you see my body’s batted up and my soul is sore *

My swollen eyelids have been worn staring at the devastating darkness

My wrists have shrieked in agony to the nails which drive them to madness

The walls enclose my body like a tomb tampering with the remaining shreds of sanity

A soul tortured daily for a century sealed away in a box beyond so-called humanity

Loneliness has turned the heart to stone and blood to dust

Yet freedom until now never tasted better than love or bloodlust

The scars and memories confess to the dark about the pain

And the skinny bones screech in agony under the deadly rain

Knuckles have bled to death as a thousand pleads have been said

The walls stained bloody red smile as the demons approach, unfed

Trapped homeless in a box endlessly feeling useless and hopeless

A feast for demons who sustain themselves on my darkness