~Living Words and Dancing Images~

[thevampirelestat]

Most of my artwork is on Devianart-Paynewolfdemon.
My scanner is currently down, so most of it will be my writings.

[thevampirelestat]

~Living Words.



Heart, The first disciple
Just like my heart, pumping and thudding against the cavities of my ribcage. The very cause is too keep, too fuel, the people, keep the machines.

It's funny in a sense, (i never thought my heart would find a reason to beat) the word friend comes to mind; your the last thing that enters,i have our memories locked, in a forbidden box, with seals wrapped around it. Your simply not the person that i assumed you'd be.

But then again was I? Did you assume better of this monstrosity, could you? Or was it easier to put me down every chance you got.

Yeah that's what I thought.

~

The bird of Hermes is one of my best friends. I let him feast on my own wings, a sort of fete that everyone can dance too, when the main course is finished. But I do not mind, because that is a small price for a friend like you;

If I would be falling, I think you would bound next to me, I'd like you too. The exaltation of the fall would seem humane. Lets keep falling my friend?

I'd like that.

~

Dear you, my neanimorphic euphoriant friend, you seemed to know all the rights, but never leave out the wrongs. I love hearing your rants against your innocence; but truthfully when they are gone(I know you'll miss them)

Are you afraid of the edge, the blade of mischievous; it cuts so deep. Maybe it will seep in, that I am a curse? I hope not; because that realization would be the worst(on my part)I could trust you with my life, because you would not be tempted to steal it. (At least i'd hope not?)

To your demon mirror, you are a rose bush; a finer wine. I am the frost that kills you, the lips that taint you. But should i care? No. You don't either.

~

I am your advocate, and you are the greatest Hellion.You are my savior, my god, my tourniquet; you stopped me from doing so many wrongs; yet you think so little of yourself.

Can't you see, don't you understand. I look up to you so. You drive away my fears, i block about my past when i am with you; you make me bury my fears, even ignore my greatest peers?! I proudly state, if i would die tomorrow i'd be happy, because you are my greatest friend.

Unlike the demon mirror.

~

Your the king of the ozone. I envy you some times; the greatness that hides behind the confines of your mind and memory. The theatrical mask you wear; to hide your pains and fear.

Am I the only one that can see? I guess it must be. Yet my own shallowness(of a puddle, that's how bad it is) refrains me to do anything, you are my best of friends.

~
All these, are what you will never be, your only a mirror. You only let people see what they want to see;their selves. The people above here, they are the best. You are not.

Around you my heart dances, because i want to rub it in your face how much happier i am. Call me cruel, call me pathetic. I want to see you squirm. Sometimes it feels like my heart crawls out of my chest, for it to be seen, for you to see it. Really, i think your obsession is getting worst. So go ahead, try to stomp on my heart. Try to kill me; try to turn me blue.



I dare you.


Berserk

Falling into this beautiful nightmare,
Long slept in your lair.
I Gave my soul,
You disgraceful ghoul,
I gave you my heart,
You tore it apart,

So this is what you have done,
Created a berserk love song,
The angels have long said good-bye,
Listen to the words I cry,


Listen to these words as I scream out my lungs,
((scream out my lungs))
Listen to these words as I scream out my blood,
((I scream out my blood))
Listen to these words as I scream out my heart,
((screaming out my heart))
Listen as I scream out my love,
((for you that a death can’t pull us apart))

Golden rose with bloody thorns,
Pale skin and pink slashed wrist,
I kiss them softly as you whisper out my name,
The scent of death in the air.
I stare into your hard glare,
The gun in your hand,
Bullet in my chest,


This is what you’ve done,
Created this berserk love song,
The angels have long said good-bye ,
Listen to these fucking words I cry ,


Listen to these words as I scream out my lungs,
((scream out my lungs))
Listen to these words as I scream out my blood,
((I scream out my blood))
Listen to these words as I scream out my heart,
((screaming out my heart))
Listen as I scream out my love,
((for you that a death can’t pull us apart))


Was it a dream?

Dead, I lay asleep,
In the darkness so deep.
With cuts all on my arms,
And blood covering my charms.

My eyes still open from the pain,
An empty soul still remains.
The tears still cover my face,
The pain, you can't erase.

A note by my hand,
A letter was the plan.
"To the ones that cared..."
It said so everyone could share,
The letter so sad,
It almost seemed like this wasn't bad.

"I'm sorry for what I've done,
But there was a battle to be won.
I couldn't bear my life,
Filled with loneliness, hate, and a knife"
It said, as it became black,
Then I woke up, never wanting to go back.

'Could it have been...'
I thought, afraid of that sin.
'...the future?'

A and D
Angels and demons were circling above me
Breaking the hardships and starry ways*
The only one who doesn't know happiness
is the one who couldn't understand its call I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and......Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's more that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer......

Some one made me upset
Death.
So you say your death?
Well guess what I am mother fucking Satan.
I am the soldier creating Mass Genocide.
I make people like you commit Suicide.
Scum,
Go jerk off you fucking bum.
I’ll burn your city, to the ground.
Make your hopes and dreams a hopeless Mound.
You’re family just Pathetic Insects in my grasps,
I’ll laugh, as they’ll slowly rasp out their sadness.

I am the angel of ecstasy
Fool you and make you think I am the girl of your FUCKING fantasies.
Then make you think I’ll kill you in ease?
No.
Make you suffer, Make you feel Pain,
Nor rain of Mercy shall hit your soul.
I won’t let you die,
I only wish to see you cry, beg, and then when you think your safe.
I’ll pull out my mother fucking strafe,
Shoot your ass up,
bring your miserable attempt of life.
People like you are only a waste of life, air, and my time.
And this is the end of my lovely Rhyme.


Love me?

Do you love me?
Or do you not?
you told me once, but i forgot.
So tell me now, and tell me true, so I can say that I love you.
Of all the boys I've ever met, you're the one, I won't forget.
And if I die before you do, I'll go to hell and wait for you

Far Gone

Falling further into the darkness,
have I fallen too far?
I feel the sordid walls of hate and suffering around me.
How long have I been this way, and why did I not see it before?
Have I fallen too far?
Too far gone to see the light, yet I still see my own pain.
I shroud myself in the surrounding darkness, its the only way to combat the fear.
This can't be eternal,
this can't be for real...

Guardian Angel
I can't think straight

Because all I think about is you

Your face

Your voice

Your ever wonderful touch

I can't even sleep without you visiting my dreams

Even though I've never met you

I've known you for a while now

I need you in a way I can't describe

To hold you

To feel your warmth

To give you all the love I feel for you

My heart aches for you

Singing a song of despair

Only singing a song of Hallelujha upon hearing your voice

Even see the words you speak

Makes it jump for joy

I don't know why

It must sound absurd

To love someone like this

Could be a phase

Or just a turn in life that means it's getting better

But somehow I think it'll last

I long for the day

I can go to you

You show me the light within the darkness I lurk

You are my Sun

I am your Moon

I wait for the day to hold you

To feel your warmth

To say I love you

To be there before you fall

I may of screwed up once before

I'm so sorry

I can't even describe in words how that made me feel

Only the tears that fall can say what cannot be said

I'll make things right this time around

But only if you give me the chance

I've never quite felt this way before

Been close

But not like this

This is much much different

I feel the same as I did then

Except this time I'm telling you

I'll be to you

What you used to be to me

I'll be your Guardian Angel.

Why do they call this love...?
i've been dropping messages and notes to who i am.
[have you noticed? have you cared?]

& we've been chasing the sun and moon looking for the cure to living,

[now i think we've lost sight to what is real and fake.]


&& will the world stop turning when i tell you 'i love you'

will it hurt that much?

is it that wrong?

[&& we've been living in a broken state of mind, and you're the only one who can fix it]

Choking on my words
the spaces between the words that i wrote and the spaces between your fingers were getting to me.

i couldn't stand the space.

i had(and still have) such an urge for human warmth.

every sentence that i wrote seemed to be twisted.
every thought put out of it's place.

spending every day playing with my shadow.

i couldn't stand to have someone screaming at me about the things that i'll never be.

but you.

you were the faint feeling of hope in my heart.

you were the reason that words still fell from my fingertips.

i've always wondered, but always to afraid to ask all the questions that came to mind when i saw you.

but i swallowed my words,
i had to.
no matter how much it hurt.
no matter how much it burned.

Me
my writing used to be spotless.
every word was centered.
punctuation was perfect.
but i've realized
that my writing is starting to resemble me.

disorganized.
unabled to be fixed.


if maybe you get this;

it was never you. it was always me.

[thevampirelestat]

Dancing Images~


Chesire cat in my eyes.


Invader Zim- Gir and a cupcake <3


Me& Mr. Eef Scanner's down.
Ten points and a huggle for whoever know's who mr. eff is?



Orange army- Sharpie+ Bunch of oranges+ Me= Army artwork >D


Figure of my mind.


The angel That couldn't fall.

[Franny]

Oh no.. I don't know who that is, gawd demmit! Now I don't get a huggle...
Anywho nice work, and the oranges can be our soldiers for Canuba. XD

[thevampirelestat]

OF COURSE THEY CAN B- wait..who's canuba.
Is he a talking knife!
cause the last one that was a leader was a talking knife
he tripped and killed on of the oranges
his name was RETLIH
D<

[Franny]

Canuba is a new empire...er...country that was founded by Mr.Wonderful..er I mean Sam, which is not soo wonderful XD
Anywho. Dun worry the place is ruled by the queens but im the LT of everyone else ^^
Er...mah name there is... Lt. Franny First Class Officer pimp of Canuba... yeah.. appearently i became a pimp. <.< idk why, but i guess it's a long story.

[Muffin]

*ahem*

As official Imperial Advocate and General Important Canubian Person, I approve of those oranges. They are very nutritious and are full of vitamins.

That is all.