I'm the clown, making you laugh,
You will never see me cry.
I'm the dreamkeeper, mirror reflection,
come with me and fly.
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Something from the depth. posted Feb 3rd 2008, 4:33PM
Mood: Frozen
Music: A hymn of somekind, floating in my head...
It's raining. These days it feels like the rain never stops, it just keep on coming. I like to listen it's singing and screaming, crying and laughing. It makes me smile with closed eyes.
It has been too long since I last drew something. The nightmares keep me up to the late morning, when I stand up and walk to the everlasting day. Last night, I had a visitor. She whispered this in to my ear:
Hold on. You are soon there.
And then she was gone. The man without a face took me away from my place and then I too was gone.
Now, as the week ends, I will stop and draw. If nothing else, I will draw the nightmares away from my head. They are filling it up too quickly.