chryssalis User Profile | DeviantArt (original) (raw)
Seven months ago,I had a terrible loss in my life,
something that changed me forever.
I never imagined there could be so much pain..
Now I see people divided in two..
Those who have experienced loss and those who haven't..
I'm not young enough to change my life and I'm not old enough to die...
But I have a wonderful son who needs me and I love him so much..
I have to stay here for him and bare the pain..And I will..
All these months I couldn't even talk about it..
Now I want to share it with you,my good friends,
who have always been there for me.It may ease my pain,just a little bit..
Thank you,all of you who haven't forgotten me..
My beautiful gifts..Thank you so much!
AftermathA bridge crossing desolate earth, freedom goading him into a jarring kaleidoscope of long-lost memories. Neverland obscured, perplexingly quiet, remembrance skewed, twisted under vestiges of war. The extinction of youth and zen. <da:thumb id="596327583"/> The Labyrinth Here. Now, the structure divides itself, a labyrinth, not a maze! (- Do not be fooled by synonymous or any similarity between the words... as mazes are full of deceptions, ambushes, devious as the syllables of their names!) A labyrinth within a labyrinth, with a labyrinth in it, holding at each intersection, a mirror, the edge of infinity striking – looking back sparkling and dark. An halo bird,
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Time Oddity Time... Comes and goes, back and forward. It turns again and again. It changes its snake skin. Yet... It stays the same as always. A winter's coat left behind, hanging from an half open door. And I... I am standing, somewhere staring. I, on the mirror looking through another side of myself. I, the time traveller of nothing else... but me. Against... The clepsydra's eye-glass, one sand face still gold... whilst the other already fades in the deep sea of my own memories. Time Oddity compressed, undefined, irregular, masked... as me <da:thumb id="475955752"/> <da:thumb id="440058722"/>
My latest work Take care,be well..
My dearest DA friends!I'm sending you my love and my best wishes for the New Year!
I hope you will be healthy,loved and creative!
I would like to ask you for a little advice..Honestly!
What is it about my works that i must work on more?
What is it that you don't like and how do you think i can make it better?
Please,be honest with me!!Your opinion is valuable!!
My latest work
EAT MY BRAINS
Music by Superbutt
Lyrics by A. Vörös
Why don't we jump into the fire, why don't we get clean?
Why don't we do it?!
Why don't we take back the power, why don't we keep it here?
Why don't we do it?!
Or why don't we run into the woods, oh why don't we hide?
Why don't we do it?!
Or why don't we rise from our ashes, why don't we fight?
Why don't we stand up and fight?
Eat my brains - rip off my head and suck out my brains
Eat my brains - rip off my head and suck out my brains
Suck on my thoughts and become wiser
Why don't we spread out our wings, why don't we fly away?
Why don't we do it?
Why don't we raise our fists and say what we have to say?
Why don't we do it?
Or why don't we run into the woods, oh why don't we hide?
Why don't we do it?!
Or why don't we rise from our ashes, why don't we fight?
Why don't we stand up and fight?
Eat my brains - rip off my head and suck out my brains
Eat my brains - rip off my head and suck out my brains
My beloved DA friends,I'm here,I always remember you
and I always love you very much..
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afterlifeThere is a moment of paralysis, An unnatural stillness Before the body releases the soul. An ending that starts a beginning, Birthed and reborn in the heart's dormant beat. Floating away in that last rush of breath. Everything you knew of ground or sky Matters not in the kingdom of life everlasting. Where we soar through rock with wings unseen. God’s hands or just a merciful tempest, Guides us, carries us everywhere all at once. A sweet tempered surrender to our afterlife. SolitaryYes, I’m living alone. I've worn this apartment in, it's comfortable now, like an old shoe. Since moving in, I’ve discovered I share this space with several dangerous companions, the lost tribe of my familiars, unpredictable friends. Most often they sleep, polluting this narrow space with insatiable dreams. When they occasionally awake, their wide open eyes blaze with dark passions. I find myself scribbling outlines of unspeakable dialogue. Eternal SleepA sirens song, Calls my name, Sorrowful and beautiful, Filled with pain, The call of death, Promises of peace, An eternal one, Of endless sleep. Her open arms, Hold me close, As the coldness Of death takes hold Numbing and frozen As the pain eases away I close my eyes And with my last breath Say your name....
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