Please Ignore
11 years ago
Mah Wolfkin
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My art account
nitetigrezz
Typing this here since I'm on my phone and can't upload text submissions from here.
'Release'
Release me from the cold and lonely night
Heal me with the warmth of morning light
Release me from old regrets and hopeless dismay
Heal me with the boundless promise of a new day
Release me from the pain and scars I bare
Heal me, please, with the endless love we share.
Just a simple little rhyme. Nothing special. Yet sometimes it's the simplest of poems that can convey the deepest emotions.
I had created Nite when I was lost in the darkness. Since then, I've found my Spirit, my mate. He's brought the light of laughter into my world, chasing away the night down to the last shadow that had haunted me. Now I no longer want the cold dark night. I crave the warmth and promise of a new day. It's why Munchkin is so important to me. It's why I sometimes feel trapped by Nite.
Yet Nite is the face so many know me as, so what can a person really do? The mask will remain with me, but she no longer needs to be apart of me, chaining me to the cold and the dark. I would rather dance in the morning light and keep her tucked carefully away in my pocket to be donned when I choose to, and taken off when I want. She no longer controls me, and it feels great to get to know the girl behind her after so many years. I like this person my Spirit has helped me uncover, and I look forward to learning more and more about her.
'Release'
Release me from the cold and lonely night
Heal me with the warmth of morning light
Release me from old regrets and hopeless dismay
Heal me with the boundless promise of a new day
Release me from the pain and scars I bare
Heal me, please, with the endless love we share.
Just a simple little rhyme. Nothing special. Yet sometimes it's the simplest of poems that can convey the deepest emotions.
I had created Nite when I was lost in the darkness. Since then, I've found my Spirit, my mate. He's brought the light of laughter into my world, chasing away the night down to the last shadow that had haunted me. Now I no longer want the cold dark night. I crave the warmth and promise of a new day. It's why Munchkin is so important to me. It's why I sometimes feel trapped by Nite.
Yet Nite is the face so many know me as, so what can a person really do? The mask will remain with me, but she no longer needs to be apart of me, chaining me to the cold and the dark. I would rather dance in the morning light and keep her tucked carefully away in my pocket to be donned when I choose to, and taken off when I want. She no longer controls me, and it feels great to get to know the girl behind her after so many years. I like this person my Spirit has helped me uncover, and I look forward to learning more and more about her.