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Dreams of torment

  • Mar. 25th, 2009 at 7:04 PM
Bleed
I had a dream last night, that me and him were back together. It felt so real and I was quite horrified to wake up from it and find it was a dream. Why are dreams so tormenting? They give us what we want and then reality takes it from us again.

I have also decided I must be in love with him, why esle would I have not let go of him...
if only I knew a way to bring him back to me.

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Theres a fine line between love and hate

  • Mar. 19th, 2009 at 8:40 PM
Bleed

Regret....to feel sorrow or remorse for an act, fault, disappointment

This simple word, regret describes what I feel when I look back on something I have only recently realised I lost. Why did I let my self lose him? He was the only one who ever made me smile and really feel happy....But I lost it. I was a selfish fool and lost him. His passion for me has long since turned to a hatred. He can't even look at me in the eyes anymore.  I should have never have let go, now with every day he is drifting further away

When my dreams are over,
and my feet hit the floor,
Is my will enough to move on,
Nothing esle to live for
Nothing left to lose,
When we fight to get,
the love what we've lost,
Tell me will I have enough to go on?

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Jan. 6th, 2009

  • 9:54 PM
Bleed

Breathe, die
And when I sleep I dream, nothing
Waking, lost
To find you gone, alone
This is a cage, trapped
And it makes no sense, confused
It's become a haven, my imagination
I'm in love, invisible
I'm falling.. for you, wasted
Am I losing it?, beauty
I am worth, nothing
And you touch, guilt
I fly, broken
And cry, drown
My dreams are useless, my life
Go away, i need you
Don't leave, hate
I forget, tell me again
Missing for days, hiding
Loss, silence
And I'm not like you, it hurts
Too far from you, i'll stay
Back to the start, when did it begin
I breathe....

The block

  • Jan. 3rd, 2009 at 2:16 AM
Bleed

Gah I seem to have such luck recently, not only do I have an art block I appear to now have a writers block! I think my imagination has either died or has decided to become a lazy fat guy. For those of you who don't know I'm writitng a novel called Listen to the rain. I am hoping one day it will actually get published, but hey its just a dream.

I really really hate having a art block, it just seems like I can't draw anymore like I used to. Its quite upsetting when you get these because it feels like all your characters have died or are dying. I use my characters to vent a lot of my excess emotions but i've not had them to help me.
I miss them aswell, well miss not drawing them. Especially Bleed. Shes my character whom is basically the mirror image of me and what I feel. She is also the main character of my novel, however if I ever do get it published i'm going to have to change her name :/ Bleed isn't extactly the best name to have for a main character, but I have no idea what name would be suitable.



Mai Girl Bleed as most people know from deviantart. Urg I found out the other day someone had stolen her and changed her name to Gabby. What idiots.

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