Counters
How can one describe themselves when we hide in the shadows with a mask tightly fastend upon our face. Constantly hiding the truth masquarding as someone we're not to avoid faceing the truth that we are living just to die....merely exsisting. There is no one way to descibe ourselves...there are so many hiden doors within our souls...souls that are broken and tourtured and ment to exist for all eternity.
You can scream but no one will hear you, You can cry and no one will care. Your mind is haunted by the ones who hurt you. Your razor blade dreams will always appear.
Ok a little about myself....
The second you think you have figured me out SURPISE I have changed. I have closed one door and opened another for you to take a peek then its closed and another has opened. I'm like a maze with twists and turns locked doors that you will never get into and other doors that will open and slam in your face. I build walls up that none can break down or crawl over to avoid the pain of loving and not being loved in return.
I go where I can feel the pain, I abosorb it all for you. The tears of blood I cry for you, I cry so you dont have to. I loose myself so you will never be lost again.
I'm a college student studying visual arts specifying in photography and graphic design. Because I am a full time student and I also work I dont have much spare time. When I do have spare time I spend my time painting, drawing, poetry, or sitting in the graveyard just thinking. I enjoy music and I enjoy pretty much anything except country, rap, r&b, and pop music. I'm always looking for new bands to listen to so if you have any recomendations msg me. I am also working on a making a movie with a friend that I go to school with if you have any information about grants to help with the funding of this project msg me as well.
