Dark MasterThe pain… It no longer hurts me… A growing flame brings life back to my soul… Force flows through out my veins… A rush of sheer energy… That of creation and destruction… Peace and chaos… No longer will I be trampled… No longer will arrows of despair pierce through my heart… Bestowed an untamable spirit… I’m able to fight back with meaning… I have broken free of the chains that held me down for so long… They cannot chain me any more…Dark Master
The dark master in me has awakened…
Lucky-ode to an unlucky beast‘ I stand to my knees in blood. Red rose petals drift about… I wonder… ‘Lucky-ode to an unlucky beast
I stand amongst the shadows of the dark… Not a leader, not a follower… A rival and enemy to some… A friend to few…
But indeed though always a phantom… With a mind’s eye able to sometimes see beyond normal truth… I speak questions… But get no answers… An intelligent yet cynical type… Introverted and mild but courageous no matter what… A lucky but always unlucky beast…
Let The Raven Fly‘ Reach for the outer masses… ‘Let The Raven Fly
The burning passion to reach for something higher… Is that what’s keeping me alive… My soul isn’t dead yet… It’s just beginning to evolve… I may just let the raven fly… The negativity has nearly overwhelmed me… But there’s hope so long as I believe in it… I can still reach for the sky…
iRun_PinkDragon-A PreludeA lover of the night… Not a leader, not a follower… Cynical of most people… A studier of emotions and psychology… An experiment to some… A rival and enemy to others… A friend to few… An intelligence louse to myself…iRun_PinkDragon-A Prelude
With a mind’s eye to see beyond ‘normal’ truth…
I have questions… But I get no answers…
I have a dark ego… It’s what I am… I stand on an axis of peace and chaos… I have a well-developed mind… But it’s a puzzle to others…
My mind of a running PinkDragon…
‘ …Yeah, I get it… ‘
Sorry
and also, i like poetry too (i'm a hardcore writer as well, i just don't post my stuff on here) so if there's any particular poem you want me to look at, lemmie kno. i typically like poetry about depression or anger, y'kno your typical teenage angsty shit. welp ttyl!
~dana
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Get confidence, stupid!
~dana
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Get confidence, stupid!
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... for once, we feel as though we can love ourselves, and sometimes we grow to understand ourselves through that other person, but then we also want to make excuses for them when they aren't the right person or have flaws
Doing my best to people entertained...
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