Ryan


Somethings Left UnsaidYes I regret Yes yes I regret This is something I was never able to do.Somethings Left Unsaid
I wasn't good enough I wasn't strong enough I wasn't good enough I wasn't strong enough
And this is something I was never able to do.
yes I regret Yes yes I regret Having not the voice Having not the courage Nor belief, nor strength of choice
This is something I was never able to do.
I'm afraid of the alley shadows
I'm afraid of the power. I'm afraid I'll destroy us both I'm afraid I'll pull you down .
with me


When Gods play Chess with MenBien-Aimé Immortel!When Gods play Chess with Men
When Gods play Chess with Men.
Here we have a story...
a bet between the forces Satan and his Lord "I'll allow true love for just this once, and circumstance will find them... But remember this all mighty one... nothing lasts forever."
"Let the game begin" Speaks the most Un-holy
A story Of a him...and her. Unbeknownst to them their meeting in a park a collision course motion set years before...
When Gods Play Chess with Men.
No where in-particular...
No where special.


Not over yet.If I have not loved deeplyNot over yet.
To the point of tears and madness I fear then That I have never loved at all.
madman, lunatic! don't exist you don't exist! madman, lunatic! scratching a non-existant itch!
screaming schitzophrenic mess!
I believe love still exists! I believe true love waits. The ever patient. The romantic heart still beats!
Madman!!
Lunatic!


One last time... One last try.I think I'm lost So tired of runnin in circles, And I think I need to cry... But Im too proud; And too afraid to try. So what do I do now, She's left me high n dryOne last time... One last try.
Again yeah Where do I turn,
when the Light at the end of each and every Long dark tunnel Is Just another dead end Or a noose to tied up to hang me with. I think I've grown Disillusioned .
Jaded beat down pessimistic weak, and near expired... Why try again . Why one last time. When I'm So tired... I'm so, tired. I'm ..So tired.


Not Dog PeeThe washcloth is slowly turning yellow The yellow that has sustained itself An organism of colour, thriving in/on the carpet We fear it, but it remains indifferent Avoid it, step around sideways- the gaze of yellow, piercing It takes on the realization that they are both fabric Who knew? Fabric affected by such a chaos causing canine One's corruption the problem, the other's corruption the solution A slightly yellow solution, less viscous than more viscious A mildly offensive smell, but not from a distance Unless you enjoy the smell, of course.Not Dog Pee


Milo + EloiseHe sees the worldMilo + Eloise
Shadows and lights Colours heaving life into the softest of corners Milo and his brush dance with each other A tango across the canvas Pleasure into hues into texture onto blank space. Eloise hides behind her passion Eyes seen through the lens intense and curious She angles her world Odds and ends, capturing life and Discovering the creation around her Through her recordings of it’s smallest miracles Her greatest of miracles Angling her camera far up into the sky She glimpses heaven Following the movement of a brush Up and down a
I am far beyond - fucking terrified. lol
Bigger, scarier people than you have wanted me dead son.
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CARPE DIEM QUAM MINIMUM CREDULA POSTERO
I had to stop by and thank you for your generous support, a watch list addition means a lot to me and I'm glad that you enjoy my work that much - thank you for helping to make my day!
I wish you all the best, have a wonderful weekend
Evan
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