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The silent cry that controls my perception,
Remains the constant reason and excuse for me hesitation,
Questions are never enough, science can lead,
Answers are half truths, religion I can't believe,
The sound of my confusion; my fleeting heart,
The strings of DNA, my family no longer take part,
There is a pile of positive thoughts, arranged in a heap,
My only friend; my teddy bear continues not to speak,
Inception of directions points more than one direction,
Can I live without the band aid I hide behind? The needed infection,
Blood remains trapped, always a single thought under the surface,
This prison of skin, my knife attempts to evolve and walk away, always nervous,
That the sight of a father holding the hand of his son,
Will remind me that my sons grave is a trigger, why does smoke stem from this gun?
That the sight of a homeless person looking at me with a smile,
Will remind me that assets are meaningless, emotions are needed not denial,
That the sound of positive words shared, f
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poem #1,767 moments only you lived through
Anytime you need a reminder, I will be there for you,
Paint the picture, you hide the colour blue,
The city burns softly in the landscape,
City streets stand, I stand under a sign reading rape,
I look down the street,
Where anger and a changing reflection meet,
I live as a notion, a cemented thought,
I jump with a smile before seeing what has been caught,
When a stranger holds his son in a warm embrace,
I live as the creator, the strings behind your emotionless face,
When you hear a contradicting sound,
If you open your mind i will be found,
More then a created trigger, I am part of your mind,
Don't be surprised when my tears you find,
When you smell the confident flower,
Challenge only for a second, my power,
When you remember what you chose to forget,
Feel your emotions, however don't blame me for your regret,
I live for you made a selfish choice,
The sound beyond a whispering voice,
I am your child, don't look at me for I can't teach,
Anything except the self haltered you chose to p
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poem #1,744 the war of the roses
The war of the roses, the blood on every flower,
The battle of many, the desperation of the swaying tower,
My enemy stands, with anger I stare,
I don't judge it's life just that it stands there,
Behind me stands, my son and daughter,
The battle begins for both food and water,
This is a war that time can't change,
Close to stare, however physical contact we can't exchange,
Our foundation grows beyond your sight,
Hidden behind the songs of birds we fight,
Looking up, the same goal we see,
The relevance of time, A war forced to be,
This is our war, however a new species takes part,
Their blood of evolution and technology invades my heart,
A third has changed the war of two,
Differences in speed mean that they can't see through,
The layers of life, each powerful illusion,
You take your own side, I have confusion,
The war of the roses, the invisible blood on each flower,
A forest fighting for life, humans evolve and maintain the power.
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poem #1,564 a views foundation
A person fails beauty, for them you now don't care,
It is only in your past that you can create an image that is fair,
It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
Truth and lies, my wife; I fold her,
Rather than state a change,
Emotions evolve and rearrange,
A partner can age, love remains in its position,
White hair, a fleeting soul, fact or fiction?
I a stereotype, a single strong word,
The bleeding heart standing away from its herd,
During class I respect my teacher,
Then his words become that of a preacher,
Friends use to stand on my side,
Then pointed fingers, my breasts I hide,
Neighbours kids use to kick a ball,
Now my phone receives a consistent call,
One of instincts, habits now known,
I look back and cry for u have grown,
A person fails beauty, for them you now don't care,
I envy common, for I am the foundation of your stare.
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poem #1,850 the shinning dragon
You all assume the flame is safer in my room,
I laughter within a black coat, underline soon,
I don't know why I scream,
Silent words of the motivated teen,
The comparison I point at,
I'm the blurred line between fiction n fact,
Braking my bones, no enough,
And uneducated mind attempting to rebuff,
Dripping blood over an unlit joint,
Beyond your labels, it gives my mind a single point,
I have you the cure to my infection,
All I have left, your bliss is my protection,
The knife to s my hand selfishly asks why,
The teats as you tighten my tie,
Drawing, a bath of ice,
Nothingness, numb is my vice,
Trapped but welcomed every night,
The dragon is my shinning knight,
You all assume the flame is safer in my room,
I laughter wearing a black coat, the grim reaper is the closed doors to my tomb.
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#1,915 written 2014
There is a voice beyond all that can be,
Beyond the limitations of s mind, this me,
A tortured body shall stand no more,
For the strength of shadows has no core,
The forced bleeding I call my own,
I've been raped twice, yet this body is my home,
A lease of ownership this no blame,
I hold a drowning notion beyond the visible rain,
Her; the other side of the table,
Portrays fulfilment as I live as unstable,
I attempt to welcome the helping hand,
However no job, I'm the contradiction of a man,
A cigarette offer,I want the smaller keep,
She lives as perfection i offer but a joke,
The divorces thought I remain,
The other side of the table, we can't be the same,
The training wheeled protection,
A joke to speak hides my depression,
I lies as I have no smokes or food,
My eyes avoid yours when I speak, ignore my possible mood,
There is a voice, beyond all that can be,
This stranger is a warm fire,However time spent is time wasted on me.
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#1,830 signs of life
Thanks is my moment, the key to your mental vault,
Words of role models, I fought then joined your vault,
Standing still on my living home,
I was confident for I stood alone,
Evolution time would allow,
A contradicting statue, upfront I'm forced to bow,
To appreciate the importance of your life,
Too, the fear inside, temporarily silent with a knife,
Traffic jams and each raised voice,
Reminds u of your place, it's not my choice,
The unemployed shadow, twenty seven years old,
Normalised characteristics you only accept after you fold,
Reaching out your hand to find the hand if your son,
Once fully extended you remember you don't have one,
I under your pain for I'm forced to feel,
The distance between a psychologist and each labelled pill,
Grey hair under your smile, the surface,
CATS follow flashing lights,  why do you fight the needed service?
The collection is f gods you refuse to see,
Stands watching science fail me,
This is my moment, the key to your mental vault,
I'm your self
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The Day My Teddy Died
All I really want, to challenge a planted seed,
Sucking my mothers breast, the taught feed,
Flavours limited, too the thought,
An instinct done once is now caught,
An area of rudeness, my penis I hide,
Father stated, to hide is both a right and pride,
Use to my body of a routine then a scare,
The unseen history then the appearance of a hair,
From running under sprinklers naked, now rude,
From having emotions to now, challenging ones mood,
Dad would drive the vehicle, a left beyond the next tree,
I open my eyes and accept the driver, it's me,
Books had more pictures, poorly drawn,
Now books just have text, yesterday torn,
Mile from a bottle, two hands to hold,
Now McDonalds, my drink once sold,
A fish would swim, would live in the sea,
Now a fishing rod, it must hide from me,
A tree dares, climb me and reach the top,
Houses, furniture and land, a tree is a crop,
Killing someone use to be a computer game,
Now the solider has a family, we became the same,
Hugging my teddy, limited underst
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Literature
Following Silence
Tears fall down my face of time, having lost someone that with me did care,
A lack of evolution made our relationship easier; now scream it's unfair,
Without fear my eyes would open,
Following silence, precious thoughts spoken,
Ignorance allowed a youthful appreciation, we're the same,
I hugged my friend, to admit as a teenager; a shame,
The first friend that I would hold,
The first anger, disapproval sold,
Walking around naked I had nothing to hide,
Understandings limited b age, you stood on my side,
You're my first friend, the symbol of trust,
My first kiss you wear, youthful lust,
We shared the same pillow, it was our bed,
Despite the fact, I only heard what you said,
You were disabled, never did you move,
I believed in you, you had nothing to prove,
You were a living tissue, my tears did fall,
An abusive step father, to hug my, you wouldn't stall,
You were a living punching bag, one rule,
The mentally unstable mother and bullies at school,
I did cry, you aid I didn't need to preten
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Literature
Can You Hear That Sound?
Can you hear that sound? It's tearing me apart,
Holding my hand with a smile caused the start,
I make you laugh, I love that noise,
I juggle my reflection and yours, the unseen toys,
You state that I'm funny, a perception is found,
I attempt to believe however am distracted by a sound,
I close my eyes as you lean in for a kiss,
To trust the emotion you try to prove, my wish,
You state that I'm warm and caring, I stare at the ground,
I attempt to believe however am distracted by a sound,
Holding my naked body, I slowly turn my head,
Questioning actions done and words said,
You state that I'm sexually attractive, bodies bound,
I attempt to believe however am distracted by a sound,
I hide a tear when you speak of your niece, she has grown,
I resultantly see my future; I've killed that sound for I am alone,
You state that I'm nurturing, a son or daughter to be found,
I attempt to believe however am distracted by an aging sound,
Self harm scars remain trapped under clothes when you say; mak
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Your Smiles Influence
Triggers come in many forms, the result you would call wrong,
The line of free will is thin however very long,
A child holds his fathers hand,
I picture my youth, no strength to stand,
A teenager learning to drive,
I don't have my license, I don't feel alive,
A grandparent watches there family grow,
I look down at nothing, with nothing have I sown or will sow,
A business man straightens his tie,
I hold close all the assets to which I didn't buy,
A group of friends sharing a meal,
I sit with shadows, nothing to feel,
A priest standing with eyes wanting to learn.
I think of those I lost, yesterday does still burn,
A teacher holds a book of knowledge, students stare,
I think of yesterday when I had someone that did care,
A doctor preforms, his patients has trust,
I think of past lovers, for me they only had lust,
Triggers come in many forms, the result you would call wrong,
Lovers kiss, the latest reminder that I don't belong.
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Literature
Two People Plus A Shadow
Watching two embrace, I sit on a couch waiting to forget,
The influence of emotions controlling my thoughts, my regret,
The taller shadow looks to release a need,
The reminder I can't. I know I will bleed,
Another cut, the relevance of pain,
The changing difference remains the same,
The shorter shadow, learning his desire,
The reminder that I'm not thought of, the day after you retire,
They look, think and embrace,
I sit still, no movement, the still pace,
They hide the fact, that due to me they wait,
My absence will allow, will create,
The opportunity to be human, to act on a thought,
I hold blank pages and begin to sort,
Each page is a thought or an emotion,
Self respect and general assumptions, the broken potion,
Jealously lives for I can see,
I'm a shadow, I'm just me,
Just a name sitting out of view,
Grabbing and twisting his bracelet, beyond blue,
Sexual contact, a desire and a fear,
The destination will create, a smile and a tear,
Watching two embrace, I sit on a couch waiting t
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Literature
Blood Of Irrelevance
The irrelevance of my shadow, decreases to become sorrow,
The smile of yesterday easily becomes the tear of tomorrow,
A present of pain, a trapped thought,
Overwhelms my ability to sort,
The free thought that finds a home,
The illusion of freedom, this prison is my own,
I question where to stand, the changing of my place,
These hurdles of determined worth, the changing of my pace,
My characteristics, labeled actions and emotions,
The organised perception forced to becomes several commotions,
Blood flows with restrictions is a vain,
It's free from rules laying on the floor, the only price is pain,
I stare without concentrating, my reflection,
I allow blood to roam free, only you call it an infection,
Influences, triggers prompt a decision, a choice,
I state with strength, my choice, you hear a fleeting voice,
Between the blood stained floor and my arm,
There are negative supports, thus I stay calm,
Beyond my personalized distance, my sight,
Are the generalized wrongs, thus I think I'm r
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A Piece Of Furniture
Sitting still frozen by a reminder, when you leave I will cry,
The disappearing shadow, don't judge for I did try,
Two friends and a stranger in one room,
Laughter is shared, I share with myself, the image of my tomb,
This strangers enters and a smile I wear,
Free from judgement, I can only see, to assume is unfair,
This stranger speaks with this friend of mine,
On the rare occasional they look, my smile states I'm fine,
For I don't dare to speak show I feel,
For they will assume, friend or not, that this is not real,
That the feelings I wear, this layers of me,
Are an illusion, for they can't look far enough to see,
The blood that will come soon,
Lays waiting in a distant room,
It sits without a sound,
For it knows, due to history it will be found,
This friend of mine, this stranger exchange,
I want to be part of the conversation but I'm seen as foreign, strange,
I wish that just one hug will come and touch,
But to ask, to me at least, seems to much,
Sitting still frozen by a reminder
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Literature
The Mask Of Lies Intended To Protect You
Emotions are mine, however a shared space, your and mine,
Our emotions overlap, so I question and try to draw a line,
When does personal space no longer live?
When does my perceptions influence have the right to give?
The truth of words, the meaningful expression,
The acknowledgement of the voices that steer the infection,
You smile and speak, words to share,
The smile I thinking of giving to, one of care,
The blood under a layer of clothes peaks through,
I move a bracelet to hide the sight, labeled beyond blue,
To conform, to change my face,
To show a similar look of pace,
To express, to show my heart,
Or to hide for your happiness takes place?
I have thoughts that live outside my isolated room,
They age, grow and inspire towards a shared tomb,
I have thoughts that change, that rearrange,
They age yet I bite a swaying tongue feared of the exchange,
You speak of your children, your job and wife,
I hide the shadow of a bleeding knife,
To cry, to allow my tears to fall,
Could, most likel
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Im motivated to write by the pain of my past, a drug addicted mother with bi polar, an abusive step father, judgmental half siblings, an angry twin and finally the deaths of my mother and older sister. These moments created an open mind, one that will think and write about the pain of humanity. subjects I write about include mental health, drug addiction, self harm, murder, child abuse(emotional, verbal, physical and sexual), incest, sexuality preference and animal cruelty.

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Drugs
Sweet poison,
You depress me,
You get me hard.
Sweet poison,
You get me.
Sweet poison,
You make me wanna be a different man.
Sweet poison,
You intoxicate me.
Sweet poison,
You know the inside of me better than I.
Sweet drug,
You make me wanna do things....
Sweet sex,
How I'm induced to sleep with someone I hate.
Sweet violence,
How I love to instigate fights.
Sweet brain,
You're going to DIE!
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Separate Ways
And if I should lose you before I wake
At least I'll cherish the times we had to date
I don't want to lose you, but I can't lose myself
And if that's what you would need, maybe we best split ways then
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Perception
To be or not to be?
Is that the question?
In a world of denial admist discoveries, loathing amidst love, and hatred against happiness, how can anything exist?
Or does it?
People say that things are true as the sky is blue,
But is the sky really blue?
Or is it just our own shallow, closed-minded, biased perceptions of the light that refracts through the atmosphere and pierces the surface of our pupials, and then is sent as a chemical magnetic message to our brains, to be decoded by the left hemisphere?
Ou is everything just our perception?
Is there no true right?
No true wrong?
Since if you headed far enough north, and then went on some more, you will go south, then north again, and so on,
Is it really our [place to judge, to say what is right, or what is wrong?
What is true, what is life, what is human?
When we truly in the wrong, since we are the judging.
Or are we right since we are judged?
Right, or wrong?
No matter which the coin flips, it will eventually flip the other way.
Just a
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Bury the Child
Bury the child in a broken coffin
with an empty censer, for who will pray?
You killed her with your bloody hands;
she starved for the food you stole.
She was your child, so beautiful,
with a sweet and untrained voice,
yet most who saw her told you
that she'd make the world rejoice.
When the winter came, she faded away,
shadows of monsters in clouds of steam
from the fires crying out in the hearth
drawing you back you back to your home
where they would tell you:
"She doesn't exist, there is no child.
Monsters and visions are lies.
All poets are dead to the world
and hope won't feed the stomach.
Hearts are not for dreaming,
only for your blood."
Oh dreamer, why did you listen to them?
You returned to find her gone.
To the place that you had stolen away to,
hiding the child in the snow.
Bury the child in a broken coffin,
who will pray for the golden dream?
Will you notice the phoenix,
Will you remember me?
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I miss you
I miss you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I wish you,
I wished you'd listened when I said all these things
I hoped you'd love me too.
But as I crawl,
broken hearted,
I know you will never,
Know you can never,
Shouldn't ever,
Wouldn't ever,
Love me back.
Tell me Im worthless
Tell me, that if you don't love me,
That you feel something towards me.
Be it hate
Love
Anger
Remorse.
Just tell me you feel something
Just tell me anything.
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Broken from the world
My wings are more broken.
My heart is more than torn apart.
Can't you see that I've been soaked in,
All this anger and hatred in this world.
Those wishes every night never came true.
God, just give me a break or I'm through.
My heart is tattered,
Thrown away from this world.
And you say things will be better,
But you've never seen, never ever.
Smile pretend I'm alright.
I lie, you believe.
Fool you once shame on me.
Fool you twice shame on you.
Can't you see the pain?
Let's try one more time to relieve.
But you never see how much I die ever day.
My heart us tattered,
Thrown away from this world.
And you say things will get better,
But you've never seen, never ever....
Seen these tear I cry.
All because you.
Can't you see I'm dead inside?
I'll you do is use.
I can't take anymore.
Free me from a world I hate.
Forget we ever met.
You'll never see. Never see...
My heart is tattered,
Thrown away from this world.
My wings are more than broken.
My soul has been sold.
End my pain! Feel my soul
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The tree of the dead children by Tabascofanatikerin The tree of the dead children :icontabascofanatikerin:Tabascofanatikerin 18 6 I can feel your heartbeat by Marbris I can feel your heartbeat :iconmarbris:Marbris 116 39
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Nice To Meet You
I am...
sarcastic
sensitive
random
cynical
critical
androgynous
a black belt
a perfectionist
an individual
in love
underestimated
overestimated
disorganized
wise
indecisive
I am... Rae, nice to meet you.
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Watching
Hauntingly familiar
Feeling like I'm being followed
Always watching me
I cannot escape
The omnipresent seeing eye...
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Religion
Religion:
The dividing factor within humanity.
Religion:
The cause of the deaths of many.
Religion:
Something that may be fabricated for kicks.
Religion:
Something that destroys the sense within us.
Religion:
The cause of my pain.
Religion:
Such lies we can believe.
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Collection of art that I either relate to, find emotion in it or am inspired by it. Just a warning about some of the poems i have added in this folder, like my work they tend to be both confronting and overwhelming.

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The silent cry that controls my perception,
Remains the constant reason and excuse for me hesitation,
Questions are never enough, science can lead,
Answers are half truths, religion I can't believe,
The sound of my confusion; my fleeting heart,
The strings of DNA, my family no longer take part,
There is a pile of positive thoughts, arranged in a heap,
My only friend; my teddy bear continues not to speak,
Inception of directions points more than one direction,
Can I live without the band aid I hide behind? The needed infection,
Blood remains trapped, always a single thought under the surface,
This prison of skin, my knife attempts to evolve and walk away, always nervous,
That the sight of a father holding the hand of his son,
Will remind me that my sons grave is a trigger, why does smoke stem from this gun?
That the sight of a homeless person looking at me with a smile,
Will remind me that assets are meaningless, emotions are needed not denial,
That the sound of positive words shared, from one stranger to another,
Reminds me that those words pass through me, I need guidance from my mother and father,
My mothers grave is easily taken over by weeds, I can't see,
The strings of DNA that once applied to me,
My fathers face, ten years since that smile had strength to be,
The strings of DNA that are buried despite his breathing, he is not me,
A rooming house of strangers, I convince I'm alone,
The silent cry that controls my perception,
Remains the constant reason and excuse for me hesitation,

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Adam Halliday
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Australia
Current Residence: Melbounre - Frankston
Favourite style of art: Poetry
Wallpaper of choice: Wrestling Related
Skin of choice: Wrestling Related
Personal Quote: be more then a shadows reflection
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Sit here holding a sore hand, my so called friend Andy attacked me several months ago when I confronted him about him beating his much younger boy friend. he reacted with anger and I ended going through a window. days in hospital shaking with such fear; thought I would lose two fingers plus was surrounded by strangers touching me. hid my tears till no one was looking.

 

In more happier news I have spoken with some family on facebook, first time in years and believe I could once again have a family or at least friends that wont attack me. Still living in the boarding house and writing poetry which I hope to share on deviantart. usual topics such as child abuse, war and mental health......will try load some over the next week.

Sorry to those people that have text me or made comments etc while I was gone, thank you for enjoying my work and sharing the expressions u all have. hugs and hope to continue.  

  • Listening to: Whispering voices
  • Reading: To much in to it
  • Watching: An angry shadow stare back
  • Drinking: alchol, sadly

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Thank You very much for the watch and fave *Free Icon/Emote* Thank You Pusheen 
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Thank u for sharing.
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I am so appreciative of your favorite, thank you ^^
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Your welcome. Thank u for sharing
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Hey! Long time no speak. Just dropping by to see what you're up to and to show you some love :hug: Take care <3
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lifes been busy, first time on here in a year. hope ur well im struggling
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SurrealGrotesque77 Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2012  Student Artist
I love your poetry. I run a magazine called Surreal Grotesque, I am looking to add poetry to it in the future. Right now we feature horror/dark themed fiction and art but I also love confessional writing and well written pieces of dark subject matter. You can check out the mag here: www.surrealgrotesque.com. If you would like to submit, send it to : dangrn77@hotmail.com
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BurnXlove Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2012  Student Writer
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You are awesome at poetry!
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Luffy0001 Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for joining :iconagainst-animalabuse: :D
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silentangelawaits Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
thanks alot for the faves of my poems i appreciate it.
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Bluekyopuppy Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the watch :heart:
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letmesuffer Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
Thanks for the fav!
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Obsidian-Nightfall Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2012  Student Writer
Thank you for the recent favorite(s)
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Devilia666 Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fave ^^
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MyLittleWhiteRose Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you for the favs and the watch:)
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Agent-Eli Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for joining my group. Any reasons? ^^
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Bluesilver84 Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Would love to have you join my group #DA-Art-Gallery Nice work.
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CalumDC Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Many thanks for the favourite, it means a lot,
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LovelessCrosseria Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2012  Hobbyist
by the way, I have an danish assignment where I have to read and analyse some dansih poems, and after that have to perspectivate (not sure if it a real word) it to other poems, the theme in general an so on.
the themes are death or fear (we have to choose between the two), and I wanted to ask if it would be ok to use some of your poems?
I won't tell the thing you have told me in confidence, I just think that I might be able to use some of your poems
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