his eyes.

they are the same color as the ocean.

with the grey sea foam lapping at its edges of a never ending story.

and a lost calmness I want to spend my whole life sinking in.

m.a.a 

Monsters

Without Monsters there would be no Heroes.

 

 

Black and White

I have two different sides. Can't you see my teeth?

She comes out and then resides like the tide.

I can't let her win.

Sometimes I can calm her, shaking and scared but she doesn't like to abide.

You probably haven't seen her because she likes to hide.

I hate her.

We are like black and white stripes.

Imprisoned on the same white page.

But her convincing me being black, like her, is normal.

 

 

M.A.A

I am a rose

I am a rose.

I am beautiful, but if you get to close I'll hurt you. And that makes me a monster.

I am a rose.

 I am terrible. I cant see my own love and it slowly kills me. People try to pick me I just turn them down.

I am a rose.

 I'm drowning yet my petals are wilting. Because They never told you too much water could kill you too.

I am a rose.

Matchstick

You were like a matchstick. You came quickly and loudly and though it took some time, once I caught; I burned to no end. I was a beautiful candle and I learned to not breath without you. Then one day you stopped lighting me.
I was not enough anymore. I was melted and you wanted something new. At first I let myself die. I missed the fire you gave me. You think you got away with this but now I'm back and alive again. I found I don't need you. Boy you hurt like hell but I loved you. And maybe one day you will see what you did not know. I could have kept you alive. But now you have burned out and no one wants you. You are burnt to charcoal and thrown out. I can still remelt and start over. But matchstick there is no new life for you.

M.A.A

the day i almost fell in love with another boy

It all started one night that was never supposed to happen

He said "Hi" first and from there things went uneven

He asked for my number and it was given

 

We stayed up until two texting about life

He told me he was depressed and I told him to fight

I went to sleep hoping what I did was right

 

I woke up that morning and the messages on my phone read two

I opened his first and it read "I'm alive for you"

I was insane and the lies I told myself were not true

 

I was in wonderland and not thinking clearly

My heart went out to his pain and reminded himself of me

He was brand new and nothing less than exciting

 

I started to use him as leverage and I felt things I should not have

I justified it with my righteousness and knew I was walking on broken glass

But it was the moment you looked me in the eye I relapsed 

 

The day I almost fell in love with another boy

Was the day I realized I was destroyed

I went back to using boys as my play toy

M.A.A

Art

Art is something that has always spoke to me and I love when it speaks to others. So I thought that for this post I would share some of the pieces I have done over the past couple years.



Wolf


This was one of my first pointillism pieces made completely of little lines and dots 

Silhouettes


This is made from charcoal in about 10 minutes





Puppet


You probably recognize this from one of my picture stories. After that poem I wrote I wanted to personalize the art. This is just Pastels again.




Pepper


This is just a funny one I had to do for one of my art classes. This was with charcoal.


The Trio


These are my favorite pastel drawings I have ever done.



Iron Man



This was my first drawing I completed on my computer. I use a tablet and a manga program. It is completely hand drawn even though its digital.



Sunset


This is a picture I sketched digitally of me and River. I was happy with how it turned out. 




I have so many more pictures but that is all I am going to show today. I hope you enjoyed these and feel free to ask any questions!

Marci