I'm an art student but writing has always played an important part in my work. It's mainly emotional writing that comes from how I'm feeling or someone around me. It doesn't really come into a category, it's just what i enjoy doing and it takes me away from whats really going on around me.
Finding it hard to breathe, feel so down, so cold and alone.
All around me is moving so fast, to slip away and let time go by.
The clock will turn, the world will awaken every sunrise, generations grow and my loves face will turn grey.
But no more will hushed whispers or thoughts unknown haunt my mind; unrest my dreams.
My eyes will no longer see and my ears no longer hear the things that cause this troubled mind to race and speed through a smoke filled room.
Instead pushed out to breathe fresh air again.
To be away from hurt and pains that i havn't even experienced yet.
To be calm for once.
To be at peace.
To feel absolutely nothing at all.
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