If he was honest it was a bit lonely on the precipice. Muted waves could be heard surging below, rendered invisible by the low mist.
He had driven the final nail into the final box.
It was all done now. There was no more hope, no more future, no more looking forward only downward.
The wind came up, his clothing tugged at him as if to remind him of his existence.
Surprised by the tears that moistened his cheeks he quietly took the final step into his finality.
Still I’m holding out my hand
Standing by my haunted man
Yes, your ghosts have go me too
But it’s me and you
I can’t run…
‘Bat for Lashes – The Haunted Man’
It matters not how, but that you do
determine for yourself
Model – devious-stock http://devious-stock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-451807592
Tree – wolfworx http://wolfworx.deviantart.com/art/A-Tree-wolfworx-stock-463349552
Fractal rendering and editing wolfworx
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who’s hand is demure
Got a mind like a sabre
Razor sharp and sure
God how I hate myself for still wanting her
Tell me its nicer dreaming, visions soft and sure
No way to find there’s nothing left to me and her
Nothing more but a heart still at war
She had four white stallions coming up around the bend
Four strong angels already sent
Four more seasons for all that’s broken to mend…
A busy 3 day equine show that kept me running !
These are a few of my favorite ‘random’ images taken in those ‘in between’ moments.
So you turn
you seek refuge from the clammering world around you
from its demands and its parasitic draining of your life
for a few precious moments reality is suspended
you are lost in a world of shimmering light
soft echoes off hardened concrete
you try take it all in, all your senses in overdrive
and then like the tide swelling and heaving in the world once more overtakes you
overwhelming and oppressing, draining and murdering your will to go on
you need a reason where none are to be found