lake-of-sorrow

Hi all lost time as I walked past an so much in these years can not remember when was the last time I enter my deviantart page, but was long ago! go that changed! and seen many beautiful things on this page is pretty art! well what happened in my absence it is the case now I am a mother of two children, my mother died and I sank into a deep depression I'm in the process of overcoming it because now I'm back with new ideas and I hope you like my Art :blackrose::tombstone::skullbones::blackrose:[†]Mi mejor amiga ~anabantha (https://www.deviantart.com/anabantha)[†] :blackrose::skullbones::tombstone::blackrose: :blackrose::tombstone::skullbones::blackrose:[†]Mi m

The Fire in the Sky is Extinguished Blue Waters no Longer Cry The Dancing of Trees Has Stopped The Stream of Freshness from Cold Winds Exists no Longer The Rain Has Stopped to Drip From the Sky Still Dripping Exists From the Veins of a Nearly Dead Boy Once There Was Hatred Once There Was Cold Now There is Only A Dark Stone Tomb With an Altar An Altar which Serves As a Bed A Bed of Eternal Sleep The Dreams of the Human in Sleep Are Dreams of Relief A Gate out of Hell Into the Void of Death Yet Undisturbed The Human Sleep And One Day Will the Grave Be Unlocked And the Soul Must Return to His World But This Time as A

Esta atadura que siento dentro de mí, Me hace vagar y siempre me dirijo hacia ti... Es como si por obsesión quisiera olvidarte, Pero por convicción deseo amarte... Quisiera ser más nada, Y entonces colarme dentro de tu almohada, Afiliarte hasta arrancarte el último suspiro, Y luego colocarlo en mi alma. Necesito de tu aire, De tu risa, de tu sueño... Pero poco a poco me torturo, Para ver cuando se rinde mí anhelo. Quisiera, y solo quisiera querer... Como este sentimiento me arrastra... Hasta volverme un ser hiriente, Me rasgo a mi misma, Me arranco mi propia alma... Esta sensación de au