The-Written-Art

 It´s over. All my efforts. Blood, sweat and tears. All in vain. My senses become numb. All at the same time, but gradually. Pain is leaving. Is this my time?  I just wanted to do much more before I leave. I hope I'm not spoiling anything. I mean, this story is mine. If you don't like it you can close it. Go ahead, I double dare you. But, you're still reading. That means I've still got a story to tell. I shall start with the name. It's Ignitus, Gabriel Ignitus. Like the angel, but I was never the good boy. Was I? I wasn't the problematic one either. I just glided between the two sides. Looking at both, with the same distance.

crossroads every person travels a road. there's one for each. since we live, we start on walking. what's this road like? well, it may be made out of dirt, concrete, stones, wood, cold ice or burning coals, may have grass or may be deserted. maybe, it's surrounded by trees, or buildings. it maybe straight or may have turns, maybe there's are some loops to be made... All the roads have the same destination, doesn't matter how we travel them. we can't escape the finish line. we can't stop. we can't slow down. only go forward. But we can look back, to the road we travelled. smile or weep at the sight of the path we chosen. because, we can face

Reader: do you have a strong instinct? I do. I was born in September of 1995, but I wasn't the only one born in that same time, in that same room. If I had, I would be another random guy, having a normal life. The other thing that was received by life was my instinct. "My instinct?" perhaps you're asking... everyone is born, and go out with a "trial and error" kind of style. Brain learns a routine and whatever the reward is, determines if one should repeat the routine or not. It's a part of us. It takes some of our brain space to learn, like Holmes said: brain is an empty room. Fools fill that room with useless things. Clever men occupy i

Standing in the shadows, waiting for your arrive, Missing your warm presence, it's hard to survive. Wanting to break down, but set at naught. Walking through the streets, my head bowed in thought, Remembering the good times, the bad times too, Smiling to myself, thanking God they were spent with you. Wishing you were here, and I in your strong embrace, Looking back on the day, when I last saw your face. Seeing all the stars, beautiful constellations in the dark sky, Being here without you, and all I want to do is cry.

You did me wrong, you cut me deep, You made me fall, you made me weep. Is this really what you wanted? To make me feel so daunted? You are forgiven, for it is just. But there is one thing, you've lost my trust. This wound you gave will heal in time, But the scar that's made will always be mine.

Here in my state of mind, With all that was left behind, Hidden behind these hazel eyes, Is a feeling of hurt from broken promises and lies. When did the world grow so cold? And why wasn't I told? All I do is put on this fake smile of mine And say to everyone that I'm fine I want to know where I really belong? And if I really am that strong? Because I feel so weak inside But that is something I try to hide My heart is crying so And I bet that's something you didn't know Why I feel this way is unkown And right now I feel so alone At night I gaze at the stars and moon Wishing that someone soon Could come and take away this pai

This feeling i have, a pain thats mine It tears me to pieces, slowing down time When we're apart, its just not the same Looking back on fun times, too many to name I see the photos, I stare, then sigh Turning away, I try not to cry The distance between us, it's killing me inside But always these feelings, I try to hide Wishing you were here, to take away this pain I take a walk outside, in the pouring rain Everyday I turn around, wanting to see you there, But all I can see, is thin air I love you, I miss you, I need you here Suddenly I break, and start to tear The sun has just set, it is now night And still this loneliness, I'm

I know this girl who wears a smile And she laughs happily all the while But inside her heart she's broken And the feelings inside are never spoken It is so hard for her to trust And many people just brush passed They think she's just an emo wannabe But they cant look passed the smile and see The hurt and sadness behind her eyes She says she's fine, a load of lies She doesn't know why she feels this way And she wishes someone could brighten her day