Oh I wish your grasp around their necks
Would stop tightening .
All it leaves are bruises and hatred .
And I know I was once a guilty one .

Love .
Love is what we meant to be .
Not the murderers we are .
They’re blood is not meant to be on our hands .

Your good intentions wither up into the serpents intentions to spit in the faces we’re meant to love .
We’ve become the very Pharisee’s we use to mock .

Love .
Love is what I was meant to be .
Not the murderer I was .
They’re blood is not to be on my hands .

Another light and rain experiment :)

light and rain experiment ….

Oh how I miss those beams of light That would shine so bright Like the morning sun A magical glow

But now everyone around this fire has turned to ice Everyone around me is falling And I stand here alone If this fire burns Let it burn me

These memories of love and flowers Just seem like fairytales And reality brings stolen hearts And stolen souls

Everyone around this fire has turned to ice Everyone around me is falling to pieces And its ice cold

If this fire burns Let it burn Because this fire seems to burn for nothing But I’ll let it burn

Just A boy

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

Esmeralda (my camera ) , yes :) I named my camera :)