| just pieces that amaze me or i think i can relate to or are beautiful. But i think all art is amazing in its own way. |


Another you ?I spent my time thinking, Hanging, Breathing on your every word Now the moments come,Another you ?
I don't want you anymore.
My heart breaks for different broken truths, My soul hurts for another man in his youth, My fingers grip the blade for another voice, And another action Another strike of pain.
You made me cry, Theres days I wish I did die But not by your words, Not under your spell.
This spell that ive fallen under, Is more than you. It's the spell of a unconditional kind. Makes my knees weak. Makes eve


My Song...The song of my life plays in my head, Pain and tainted love, The words kill my every heart beat.My Song...
And here the lyrics go
The paper we are written, Scarlet tears fall, The pen we write these words in, Is a as sharp and full of pain,
Like the blade that dances gracefully across my skin. The rhythm flows like the blood from my veins.
Alone I sing, With the music in my heart, The pianos keys are sharp,
The guitar cuts my fingers. But yet the music plays. The violin strings break along side my tendons.
This world is a


i love you...When I look in the mirrori love you...
I dont see you no more, Just a broken heart, As tears hit the floor.
I dont know where Ive gone, Maybe you stole me away. But where ever Ive gone, Ive got to fake a smile each day.
My eyes dont change colour, Cause my mood doesnt change, From drunken to depression, I wish it wasnt this way.
You lied, You hurt me, But I still want you back. Cause I love you, And all I know is that.
With every breath I seem to take, I piece of


Tonight it will endWhen you know all around you has fallen beneath yours knees, When you awake and realise you are alone. When you see that everything will end. Should you just push it away. Or should you fight and beg them to stay.Tonight it will end
When one little girl, Makes your world crash. Tells you the words that make your flesh curl. When one little person bursts yours bubble
Do you stand there and take it Or do you fight back.
When the blade calls your name, For freedom, For an escape Do you let yourself be taken, Or do you stand tall.
When e


Once-Something Than NothingYou looked at me like you saw me, You acted as if you knew me. But as I stand on the sidelines, I tried to follow the guidelines. I thought you loved me, Once.Once-Something Than Nothing
I guess that I have to believe in, Its better to be something than nothing. I must stand strong here, Hold on to what I hold dear. And cling onto hope.
Tears fall on the keyboard, Pieces move on the chessboard, Falling further away im drowning, Can't stop my heart from pounding. I thought you wanted me, Once.
I guess that I have to believe in, Its better to b
| just pieces that amaze me or i think i can relate to or are beautiful. But i think all art is amazing in its own way. |
| HOWDY... Well im meant to write something about myself, so here it goes... Im 17 years old, and i study art and sociology at saint lukes sixth form college which is soon to change name too CTK : St. Marys... Much of my work focusses on my own emotions whether they be present or past emotions. My main focuss is on depression and eating disorders, this is because both i have experienced and both i believe should be made aware of. My aspiration in life is to be a writer but i probably wont be able to become one. So i am focussing on becoming a teacher. Right not college is a struggle as i still suffer with depression but i am continuing to fight. I hope you like my work and i hope you can relate or it helps people in anyway. Love Hannah xx |

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Is alive when your blood pumps through your veins... or when you can no longer feel the pain of their words...
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Is alive when your blood pumps through your veins... or when you can no longer feel the pain of their words...
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Is alive when your blood pumps through your veins... or when you can no longer feel the pain of their words...
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