You again…
Mar
4
2007
Posted at: 11:22 pm
Filed under : Uncategorized I’m well – moderately well. I’ll be better if your words stopped echoing on my flesh. I’ll be better if my stomach stopped tingling of pain because those shards of glass you spread on my skin are embedding. It’s working but you promised the feeling rages for an hour then calms, that’s when I’ll be well again. **** your promise! My flesh is pale and you resume rubbing your palm against my hand. I chew on my lips biting back the pain. But crimson red leaks amidst this torture you promised would do me well. You promised it wouldn’t hurt for long? Didn’t you promise I’d be cured? It was another one of your lies. I should have never trusted a liar like you. Serves me well.
I’m numb now, and your promise was unkept…
I’m well again.
Nonaw said,
March 6, 2007 @ 4:39 pm
goddamn it! …
your words ..
we both bleed in the same way for a different reason!
loved this post…
rawr said,
March 8, 2007 @ 11:05 am
*stunned look of disbelief*
wow.
amazing.
and nnonaw is right… we all bleed for one reason or the other,
but always remeber no one is worth this much pain, learn to forgive and forget, forget being the most important part! :).
and dont worry, sooner than you think live turns around! 😉
P.S; love the topic pic… 7ata the other one in your blog was really nice! where do you get’em??
your battlefield said,
March 8, 2007 @ 11:38 pm
Nonaw: glad you liked this post…it was an illustration unrealistic and unpersonal…it was illusional so to speak – i’m trying to get my creative juices flowing and write my best to make it surreal – heartfelt. thanks for your feedback and i’m sorry you bleed. sometimes it helps.
Rawr: hey girl, long time no see and thanks for the advice. 😀 and the pictures well i owe google my supplier for always being there. i type a phrase or emotion and bam, i am drawn to a photograph ending it to post. 😉
Sever said,
March 9, 2007 @ 2:42 am
It’s true that the best pieces of art come from abstraction.
No need in reality.
You are the world.
& when your life is full of events, doings, then there is no place for art usually.
You feel like you are pressed down by all this & you must shut up.
I just wanted to say thay I love it 🙂