In a barren forest, over run by nothing but the decaying trees, Stretching over a hundred miles long. Old and tierd with no light and little water in their roots to keep them alive. In the very centre, a Clear patch of the greenest grass, never been trod upon by neither man nor beast. Flowers bloomed right through it. Flowers that would never die out, though spring summer autumn and winter these flowers would sit their, Neither growing nor dying. No flower was like any other, infact each flower was purely unique, never to be seen in any Town or countryside in any of the four continents. every shade of purple, pink, red, blue, yellow, orange,
All this suffocation creating devastations
Causing hallucinations of my whole creation
Damned to this perspiring world of Insanity
Everyone only caring for their own vanity
Plagued by today's world of exploitation
Everything is destroyed by our own discrimination
People Insist to have their own justification
Not caring that its causing annihilation
Our whole life has already diminished
The future generation are nothing but finished
How can people laugh at our planet dying
It's all our fault why is no one trying
diseased and fading by all this crucial pain
How long must we have this endless darkened reign?
We should be dead for k
All the Missery running through my veins
Cant help but feel so much pain
Everyone thinks its no big deal
But as the knife gets closer they realise its all so real
It slices through but you feel no ache
and the blood drips down you in such a state
You think its the end and you hope to be dead
And Being were you are you start to dread
this air you inhale could be your last
All because of such a terrible past
you pull the knife towards your neck
but your hands shake in a nervous wreck
Your terrified but you no its right
So i launch the blade with all my might
I choked i screamed but nothing comes out
i was dying and i couldnt eve
Love is such an easy word to use,
It's just a phase people always abuse.
We think we are in love but deep down were not,
But we say the word such a lot.
To say "I love you" means nothing,
Its just words that does not mean anything.
I no I always say them words to you,
As if I didn't really have a clue
I love you more than I love life
I think of you every day and night
When I see you my heart skips a beat
You make me happy in so much heat.
I love you with all my heart and soul
And when your not there it's just an empty hole.
You keep me smiling, you make me feel right
I love you with all and more of my mite.
I cant see my life
Love is like a disillussioned sin
How will it end, will it even begin
Can you tell if its real or just a fake
Is it true feelings or just a mistake
Mixed emotions making it harder than before
A broken heart in need of restore
In love with one, Being with another
All these feelings making me suffer
Living far away from the girl i adore
Having to deal with it is so very sore
She makes you feel as if you were complete
everything else goes to delete
Depression fades, sadness is gone
Being with her, nothing can go wrong
She is my girl, i love her more than ever
I will always be with her from now untill forever
Another stoner comes along
Holding his hash and carrying his bong.
The weed so sweet in a three skinned splif
The feeling is so great it makes you drift
As the joint slowly burns away
The dope itself makes you sway
Bong bucket pipe or joint
Blows your mind to the furthest point.
As the buzz floats through your mind
The power so strong it makes you blind
The colours on the wall making you trip
As your brain stream begins to flip
Planet Janet the stoner land
Joint in mouth pipe in hand
Taking spats the way we do
We are the greatest stoner crew
Jay Amy Kyle and Ross
Having no hash is such a loss
Creamy buckets to make you choke
Inner hate decieves our thoughts
a single feeling makes happiness rott
you cannot control your own actions
killin off our hatred, is the only reaction
destroying oyur past because it's to hard to bear
feeling good is now so rare
another loss will kill my mind
My heart has already turned away blind
you dont no wether to live or die
this hole creation is one big lie
what have i done to deserve this stress
how have i made my life such a mess
depression makes the mind decay and deciess
tranquility of life is no more a release
You want to die but fear takes over
ending your life is no more closer
lying in bed, you have so much sha
Life is crowded by people so full of hate
With the whole world bound together by fate,
So many people showing their mistrust
And committing their sins of greed, gluttony and lust
Destroying ourselves with so much anger and deceit
When will society get back on their feet?
Our land has already begun to bleed
With the wars the poverty and the greed
As I look at the devastations we have caused
With all the lies and murders I just paused
To think we put ourselves in this mess
My happiness can only grow less and less
We all blame each other for what we have done
But the blood we have spilled has just begun...
My love for you remains a tortured soul
You've broken me up with nowhere to go
My mind decayed to a nothingness abyss
The pains through my stomach turn to hiss
What have I accomplished staying in this creation?
Hurt and anger, full of devastation
A blade piercing the skin is heaven compared to this
What I would do for a life full or bliss
This pain will always be inside of me, and will never leave
How much long will I have to grieve
The desire of death is the easy way out
And the unhappier you become, the more death will shout
What is the point in love if it will hurt
You feel like you've just been thrown like dirt
A broken hear
Her eyes gleamed in the moonlight flow
Skin so pale with no more glow
Staring at me, I turn so numb
I love her so much, she is the one
My soul mate, my one true desire
Her last breaths, about to despire
Her white lips, illuminating the surrounding
I lean over and kiss her, my heart pounding
Her throat so cold, her lips so dry
I hold her tight and start to cry
She takes a breath and stares at me
"I love you "she says "we shall always be"
With these words she closes her eyes
I knew this was her good bye
She falls so faint I knew she was gone
She doesn't deserve to die, this is so wrong
I cannot go on we cannot part
Cant live wi
Night outside in deserted streets
No-one out as the cold sweeps
Nothing stirs everyone in bed
Except one boy, thoughts destroying his head
Walking somewhere into the forbidden night
Hoping to do what he feels is right
Al he wants is his vindication
But all he receives in discrimination
Bullied all his life, because of his race
He starts to run picking up his pace
His mind was made up his heart was set
Why hadn't he thought of this yet?
He ran and ran and came to a cliff top
And with no second thought nor even a stop
He threw himself off and flew through the air
Dropping to the ground like a descending flare
Smashing into the
I lie in the dark, reflecting on my dreams
They are all gone now, im hurt beyond Extreme
All alone with nothing but this blade
Leaning back, my face vanishes by the shade
im devoured in the darkness of my own pain
i slice myself, watching as the blood drains
Lying their watching it pour down my arm
Do i really deserve to recieve a life of harm
Reaching in my drawer, i find some pills
This Inclination for death, beyond thrills
Swallowing one, feeling it surge through myself
devouring the packet,destroying my helath
Lying with my own blood,seeping through my bed
This sudden pain, scorching through my head
screaming in agony, the p
later, we don't follow these words
now, we don't think that it hurts
you know, i'm the one
so get the gun and let it be done
i'm the weak, freak
dig deep, let me fall asleep
one gun, make it sing
shoot me in the head
erease all the lies that you have said
do what you have promised instead
think, blood all over, red
i feel it now, whisper of death
don't be shy, do it
don't cry, don't quit
i need this, so do you
you'll soon have the better view
you can't feel my pain
you can't see my inner rain
one bullet, make it real
life, what's the point of going on?
everything is so twisted and wrong
Another stoner comes along
Holding his hash and carrying his bong.
The weed so sweet in a three skinned splif
The feeling is so great it makes you drift
As the joint slowly burns away
The dope itself makes you sway
Bong bucket pipe or joint
Blows your mind to the furthest point.
As the buzz floats through your mind
The power so strong it makes you blind
The colours on the wall making you trip
As your brain stream begins to flip
Planet Janet the stoner land
Joint in mouth pipe in hand
Taking spats the way we do
We are the greatest stoner crew
Jay Amy Kyle and Ross
Having no hash is such a loss
Creamy buckets to make you choke
Current Residence: Scotland// Fife// Dunfermline Favourite genre of music: Rock MAN!!! Favourite photographer: Anyone Favourite style of art: Poetry/ Abstract Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: Win Amp Shell of choice: o.O Wallpaper of choice: Squall and Rinoa Lionheart Skin of choice: Default? Favourite cartoon character: Sonic Personal Quote: sexndrugs, rocknroll,drink a keg smok a bowl, 2 al u preps who tink ur cool, Fuk yas all stners rule
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Hmm You All Are Probably thinking. The End? what do you mean?well It has come to my knowledge that DeviantArt is not what it used to be. as Far As My Knowledge Goes In Deviant Art . com Jark was the soul owner. Until someone came along and fucked him over And jark lost all rights to this once amazing website. Now it is corparat. Deviant has access to everytihng you do and they are aloud to use your stuff to advertise anything and everything you do. including altering it combining it with other deviants work. they can advertise or what ever they want with it. I do not want some jack-ass having full rights to my work. i know the chances are ext
i think we should maybe stop moaning about fuckin brushes now its a wee bit gay tbh, I use brushes, euan uses brushes, ross uses brushes. none of us are "noobs" brushes are a thing that are used by everyone and tbh to say it doesnt show talent is rediculous, if you dont like brushes simply dont use em dont crit other people who do thats just retarded.
haha agreed. Ros, lose the ego. put simply, u might ahve talent. butr when it comes to getting a job. if u have that sort of ego, you will literaly get nowere.
Eauan you are not aloud to talk..ive told yuo that before...you have to wait for permision to speak, your to much of a lesser specias...now anyways..one hot summers day, a man called Sean Dumbleton gave you a set of brushes....for the next how ever many months all you used was brushes, in all your pictures, and you didnt even use them good, you are a brush king...and not the nice king...the ouch my ass got raped king...now go back to your litle shack becasue your not wanted or liked..
i no longer use brushes. as you should see from my most rescent work. and When i do use brushes, it is as a simple touch or to create a very simple texture. Considering the amount of brush spam ive seen from you lot, i dont know how you can quite justify saying i use brushes alot, seeing as much of what ive seen you guys do, is following tutorials into making and using brushes. end.