I'm sorry
for not being the one
that you needed
for not being able to open your eyes
that I was true as the sky is blue
for not being able to make you hear
that my words rang true
for not being the one
that could shelter you
for not being able to keep back the darkness
that lurks in your dreams
I'm sorry
for all the tears I've bled
I'm sorry
for not being the one
that you needed
for not being able to open your eyes
that I was true as the sky is blue
for not being able to make you hear
that my words rang true
for not being the one
that could shelter you
for not being able to keep back the darkness
that lurks in your dreams
I'm sorry
for all the tears I've bled
Gently brushing against him, I flinch. I feel him, closer than ever, his rotting breath on my neck and his enticing voice in my ear.
I cannot give in. Dragging myself to my feet, I trudge on. Each footstep is thunder and each ragged breath is hell. Every rumble of my stomach, deafening. The averted eyes of strangers pierce my soul. Their blank faces loom in and out of focus. Muffled voices ask about my wellbeing. I stumble and fall. No, stand, please legs work, please, oh god, please stand up, don't let me fall, he'll catch me, he'll take me, oh please, stand
Gripping the wall, my head pounding, I begin to buckle again
Current Residence: Canada Favourite genre of music: Too many to list Favourite photographer: Whoever is in my favs Favourite style of art: Traditional Operating System: Vista Favourite cartoon character: Puss 'n Boots from Shrek (love those big eyes!) Personal Quote: It's now how you speak - it's the words you use.
Favourite Visual Artist
Whoever is in my favs
Favourite Movies
5th Element
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
No particular fav
Favourite Games
Gabriel Knight series
Favourite Gaming Platform
Wii
Tools of the Trade
Photoshop, pencil/leads
Other Interests
Reading, watching movies, drawing, graphic design, playing on the Wii
In March 2010, I was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer - MMMT, level 4. Since then, my life has been turned upside down and filled with trips to the hospital, doctor appointments, and chemo therapy. My next round of treatment will be starting in a week or so - hope it's more effective than the first round.
It's been a long time since I've posted anything new. Since putting in an entry for the Wacom contest, I've felt so uninspired...and scared. I know it takes time to draw and to learn to draw, not to mention "practice, practice, practice." And there was a time when I could fill out a 30pg sketchbook with ideas, and inspired characters, but now...though I look around me and still see ideas, I am hesitant to take pencil to paper, afraid of making a mistake, of whatever I draw not being good enough. I see imperfections in all that I do. There are some incredible artists out there, and I am but a miniscule grain of sand. It's not that I don'
Well stupid me....while trying to figure out how to organize my Favourites into Collections, I removed what was in Favourites - thinking of course that a copy of them were still in the collections I had created. Now I have to try and find them again...
:sigh:
Update - after about 3-4 hours of browsing through a month of deviants, I got most of them back - yay me!...plus some others