coldofflesh:

                            I will protect those I cherish most
                            whether with TOOTH, claw, or fist
                                 you will f a l l at my feet

feel-the-words:

She had always loved the storms,

How people hid between four walls;

They were all afraid when the sky screamed,

But for her, it was all she ever dreamed.

She wished someone will understand,

So she came to realize, the angry storm was her only friend.

Oh its lovely deafening yell,

Even the sky has let its tears fell.

Let them seal your heart together,

Swollen eyes, have cried since ever.

Smile, you’re not alone anymore,

Under stormy clouds, you’ve finally found your home.

“Dear friend, please leave me never.

Your strenght I wish to unravel.

How can you suffer and still be strong?

I seeked the answer for so long.”

On her cheeks, hot tears run.

The storm is gone. She hates the sun.

– A.N.

rpmusings-galore:


                             but, to my kind, the land was AGELESS… 

                                      it had no beginning  &&  no end

                                  no boundary between earth and  s k y   

rpmusings-galore:


                     POWER. 

                                         I have it. 

                                                They don’t. 

                                                        This bothers them.

The bravest hands are the gentle ones;
the strongest hearts are the open ones;
the loudest voices are the quiet ones.

Those who choose to be soft, to be vulnerable,
in a world afraid of it’s skin.

the real angels gave up their halos for us | m.a.w
(via dvoyd)

onceuponamusing:

          I pray that the kindness
          within  ( my )  heart
                                            helps you to  f i n d  it
                                                               in YOURS.