I never thought I'd feel this
Guilty and I'm Broken down inside
Living with myself
Nothing but lies
I always thought I'd make it
But never knew I'd Let it get so bad
Living with myself
Is all I have
I feel numb
I can't come to life
I feel like I'm frozen in time
Living in a World so cold
Wasting away
Living in a shell With no soul
Since you've gone away
Living in a world so cold
Counting the days
Since you've gone away
you've gone away.
Well, this is one of my Wolf Characters, his name is Dexter.
Theres really no story behind this, except that i was bored.
The timer is wrong, because my dog demanded that i play with him.
Comments and Contructive Crits are appretiated.
Have a good day!
Dexter/art(c) to Me.
World So cold to Three days grace.
So.... all of it.... was a lie? thought the male wolf as he sat in the snow, staring onward into nothingness.
Snow began to collect on his grey fur, but he managed to ignore the growing wieght.
He snickered, the anger inside of him making him independant with every minute he sat there in the cold.
How could a world be so cold? he thought, and stood, shaking the collected snow off of his pelt.
He walked forward, not loking back to his home, ignoring it all, the pain, the anger.
He just walked.
*Mods, if YOU feel this is not intermiediate, feel free to move to beginers.
Guilty and I'm Broken down inside
Living with myself
Nothing but lies
I always thought I'd make it
But never knew I'd Let it get so bad
Living with myself
Is all I have
I feel numb
I can't come to life
I feel like I'm frozen in time
Living in a World so cold
Wasting away
Living in a shell With no soul
Since you've gone away
Living in a world so cold
Counting the days
Since you've gone away
you've gone away.
Well, this is one of my Wolf Characters, his name is Dexter.
Theres really no story behind this, except that i was bored.
The timer is wrong, because my dog demanded that i play with him.
Comments and Contructive Crits are appretiated.
Have a good day!
Dexter/art(c) to Me.
World So cold to Three days grace.
So.... all of it.... was a lie? thought the male wolf as he sat in the snow, staring onward into nothingness.
Snow began to collect on his grey fur, but he managed to ignore the growing wieght.
He snickered, the anger inside of him making him independant with every minute he sat there in the cold.
How could a world be so cold? he thought, and stood, shaking the collected snow off of his pelt.
He walked forward, not loking back to his home, ignoring it all, the pain, the anger.
He just walked.
*Mods, if YOU feel this is not intermiediate, feel free to move to beginers.
