Sitting in time watching it flow by me.
Learning what is important by the omens I see.
Getting lost in the moment, Moving past my needs.
Living for the present, I have planted the seed.
The clock once made me it’s prisoner, now I am freed.
Breathing in Adventure no need to take heed.
With my eyes to the heavens, hands raised, deep I breathe.
And I scream to the darkness, never again will I feed.
-XZanthia
my whole life,
I have been surrounded by death.
it has given me a dark sense of humor
and interest. This is reflected in my art.
This is my coping mechanism.
I am not traumatized, I am creative.
-XZanthia
I took your pain, You took my heart
You swore that we would not be apart.
However you left with the first passing breeze.
For you where my focus, my desire to please.
With empty promises made,
I have learned to be afraid,
Of allowing lust to turn into trust.
Now I see that my investment was foolish,
Luckily this is a sea full of fish.
So once again I throw out my net,
And I hope to find myself a pet,
That will be loyal, committed and true.
And that will love me as much as I loved you.
- XZanthia
