From_Now_On Posted December 27, 2004 Share Posted December 27, 2004 Midightmares On Handles Close your eyes and let reality fade The colors cease their darkening As the picture seeks a shade The oil smears of nightmares Are playing 'cross shut eyes The hidden parts of day fears Are dancing through your mind The corpse stock in your memory Where you lock so much away Has allowed a few demons to now come out Out from where they lay So now the spiders fall like rain Crawling accross your skin As you slowly go insane A child's smile is far more sinister Soon the babe's no child at all Hovering over safety No safety...and you fall Below shadows reach for you To pull you further down Which doesn't really matter For there isn't any ground When you open your eyes Will everything go away? Hidden back in the corpse stock Where they'll rot and decay **I whipped this up for my step mum. She needed it for some picture contest that needed to be submitted with a bit of literature describing it. Now the guy with the contest wants to use it for his CD of images on the inside cover (my poem that is)...and i said that was okay....not all too happy with the poem though...specific stuff I wanted to still mess with, but oh well. site: link removed That's the site where it was posted. It has the picture too. Also, the title was not my choosing so I won't take the credit for that. It was titled that by default for my step mum had titled her picture that.** Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
yeawutever Posted June 26, 2006 Share Posted June 26, 2006 Very creative!!!!!!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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