my work comes from my heart. @broken---wings |


Autumn Heart like leaves on an autumn tree,Autumn Heart by ~broken---wings
the pieces of my heart fall down one by one.
the fall is long and hard;
not knowing where it will land.
you are the wind;
controlling and inescapable.
you play with the leaves;
trick them, tease them, taunt them.
this season of our love,
it's supposed to be happy and beautiful.
but the days grow darker,
and more leaves begin to crumble.
there's no knowing where the wind may carry the leaves.
no knowing of what's ahead.
soon all that's left is the bare tree in my heart;
one leaf remains.
through the wind's sad songs,
and the dark night's lonesome,
it will still hang high;
waiting for a miracle


Scar crystal blue,Scar by ~broken---wings
are his dazzling eyes.
today they were navy;
more beautiful than the sky.
a simple crush.
in his eyes there are more stars
than a clear summer night's sky.
she'd spend forever,
getting lost until she cries.
a wound is created.
they draw her in,
and don't let her go.
but he's not worth it,
she should know.
he's becoming a part of her.
yet she still doesn't give up,
she keeps on needing him.
when she's with him her world is beautiful,
without him the day is dark and grim.
a bruise trapped within her skin.
he is wound on her,
that won't seem to go away.
she needs to stop,
because he's becoming a scar each an
my work comes from my heart. @broken---wings |
rachael amber. i am fourteen. music is my life. Tokio Hotel means the world to me. And no one can change that. humanoid! so is photography, drawing, books, and writing. i am very creative, very individual, and very thoughtful. i don't want to be like everyone else. I want to be different and unique. And I don't care what others think about me. |