This is a very symbolic picture.. I wanted to do a picture like this last month.. But I couldnt bring my self to do it.. Last month on the third was the two year anniversary of my sister's death.. This is also around the time my brother disappeared. He has been missing for a few years now.. No one has heard from him. And I am just emo.. I quite often feel lonely.. and empty..
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I'm sorry to hear this, i got a sister too, but i really have no idea what may i do or how may i feel if she may disappear too, of course may feel something like that but i don't know how is it to miss somebody like a brother/sister. If maybe talk to somebody may make you feel better, i may be glad to talk with you then
When is venting through art emo? Yea, I have trouble dealing with a fish in my pond dying... You can imagine what would happen to me. You seem to handle it quite well, and I hope this day gets better soon.
Nice picture anywho, though I wish there was a tiny bit more to the background.. it kinda stick out as half flat and half deep.. ^.^; could just be me
Nice picture anywho, though I wish there was a tiny bit more to the background.. it kinda stick out as half flat and half deep.. ^.^; could just be me
"Emo" seems to suggest exaggerated drama over nothing, so I'm not sure it applies here.
I (think I still) have a cousin that just disappeared several years ago and couldn't even be found to be told that his mother died from leukemia two years ago. I know it really sucks to have someone you were close to just walk away and never come back.
I (think I still) have a cousin that just disappeared several years ago and couldn't even be found to be told that his mother died from leukemia two years ago. I know it really sucks to have someone you were close to just walk away and never come back.
Im not sure if he will never come back.. that isnt how my brother is. He was like this even when we were kids.. he would run off and disappear for a few hours, but he would always come home.. so Im just waiting.. He disappeared well before the passing of our sister.. so Im not even sure if he knows she is gone.
Family Gone,
Friends bereft.
Sing 'Lone
Longing heft,
Soul demon
here demonstration
nobody knows
but oh how it shows!
I've love friends... family... and I wept, even when I wanted to look strong. A piece of me died with them. How I wish I had died with them. To feel my soul ripped from my body, like a kleenex from the carton. Selfish? yes, I am. Yet here I stay, to toil my days, nay afraid of gangs nor darkness. Pain I long for but fear. Death I long for, and desire it, yet I cant bring myself to bring it upon myself. Selfish? no, I am not.
Lift yon souls up, and let your friends help keep you up.
Friends bereft.
Sing 'Lone
Longing heft,
Soul demon
here demonstration
nobody knows
but oh how it shows!
I've love friends... family... and I wept, even when I wanted to look strong. A piece of me died with them. How I wish I had died with them. To feel my soul ripped from my body, like a kleenex from the carton. Selfish? yes, I am. Yet here I stay, to toil my days, nay afraid of gangs nor darkness. Pain I long for but fear. Death I long for, and desire it, yet I cant bring myself to bring it upon myself. Selfish? no, I am not.
Lift yon souls up, and let your friends help keep you up.
Ok, this is Emo! :P
But very nicely written! Actually, I'm along the same vein as Foxxian as far as emotion goes. Keep it in and bottled up until it just bursts loose. I'm fairly certain it has something to do with being of Irish descent.
I like the imagery of the Kleenex box. The trick, I guess, is to find something to fill the void so that your soul isn't left an empty shell in the end. I guess that's where meeting new friends and finding new experiences come in.
But very nicely written! Actually, I'm along the same vein as Foxxian as far as emotion goes. Keep it in and bottled up until it just bursts loose. I'm fairly certain it has something to do with being of Irish descent.
I like the imagery of the Kleenex box. The trick, I guess, is to find something to fill the void so that your soul isn't left an empty shell in the end. I guess that's where meeting new friends and finding new experiences come in.
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