So. I get to make my boyfriend look like a zombie this weekend. Kind of excited.
Anyways! I'm going as Cheshire cat. What's everyone else going as???
IntimacyWhat is intimacy? But a word that some have yet to find the explanation for? As intertwined with love as lovers’ souls are with one another. All my life, I spent searching for a fairytale.A feeling I thought I’d never find. Intimacy was but a word not in my vocabulary. More or less listed under “Lust” or somewhere within that category of taboo. But ever since I met you, I felt safe in your arms. Warmth that not even the sun could bring on a bright summer’s day. A sense of knowing that forever was a word I only wish I could use to explain the time I wish to spend by your side, as yours and only yours for eternity. It took time to build my trust, but slowly but surely it happened. It was as natural for me to trust you as it was for the sun to be out in the day, or the moon making everything glisten at night. The soft glow of the stars that night as you asked me to be yours. Even the twinkling stars seemed to pause and stare in anticipation of my answer. AndIntimacy by Soulofthenight663
Alice in HellBlue eyesAlice in Hell by Soulofthenight663
So very deceiving.
Once the color of my life,
Now the color of me suffocating.
Once so innocent and serene,
Now like a siren’s song,
Drawing in those who can’t hear my screams.
Holding you captive in my sight,
What pain is yours becomes mine,
Because these feelings take hold of what they like.
The meaning of desiring to be pained,
And yet crying out to be helped.
So bright blue eyes,
Just lure them in.
Let them see what’s deep within.
Let them feel my bleeding scars,
And hear my cries so distant and far.
Hold them here within my reach,
So I may show a monster’s razor sharp teeth.
Those not truly there at all,
But within my mind,
Trapped within these walls.
Siren’s song play again on the radio
Of the damned.
As they dance to the melody
Played by my blood stained hands.
My eyes still shine that desolate blue.
The color of sadness,
That which is most true.
But they don’t listen to the siren’s tale
As she sings,
Everyone always has this long description of themselves. This long complex explanation of everything they want people to think they are, and what they want people to see them as in full specifics. But I let people put to mind their own interpretations of me. So here's mine;|
I'm a girl just trying to find her way in life. Through hardships and endurance, through being strong and having the courage enough to admit her flaws but learning they make you who you are. I'm not afraid of who I am, I'm afraid of others mistaking me for something I'm not. And even so, I am who I am, and that's all that should matter.