Delilah now has his own art thread

[Delilah]

Here's a start, I'll explain what it's about underneath. I am running myself Into smaller and smaller circles But the routine itself Is looking so square Looking for the future The one that could be going my way I just have to lie down And wait for the next skyward train Do you ever look up for a moment And find that everything's different Find the days are widening It takes more to make the distance And the time plays such strange Tricks on my mind And dying won't bring relief There's no answer for this I'll hang onto the floor Trying to shake myself free I'll hang forever The world turning on me I still look for the future This isn't going my way If this is all I can have Then I don't want anymore It can't just be the chemicals In my brain I can't keep doing the same thing Again and again Do you ever look up for a moment And find that everything's different Soon the world might open up I just pretend it's really happening for me And the time plays such strange Tricks on my mind And dying won't bring relief Death won't bring release I'll hang onto the floor Trying to shake myself free I'll hang forever The world turning on me I'll hang from the floor As it falls into the horizon I'll hang forever And ever and ever and ever I'll hang onto the floor Trying to shake myself free I'll hang forever The world turning on me I'll hang from the floor Ashes on the horizon I'll hang forever And ever and ever and ever I'll hang onto the floor Trying to shake myself free I'll hang forever The world turning on me I'll hang myself from the floor And death won't set me free I'll hang forever Suspended, trapped, there is no release. Most of the time I'm a happy, energetic person, but lately I've found myself more depressed than I've ever been in my life, and that's certainly lead to a lot of inpiration... That particular piece is about when you slip into a low, and the agonizing wait that comes before the next high. I had this idea of the world and perception turning upside down, so that you're clinging to the floor in this surreal, incomprehensible and terrifying nightmare, and that's all you really can do until the world tips the right way up again. The blatant references to suicide and that particular method of it comes from a close friend who killed himself a few months ago, which still freaks the absolute shit about me. It's relevant to the whole piece because right now, in my current state, I can really sympathise with the people who end up going that way.

[Delilah]

Just so I'm not sticking to only writing, here's some fun stuff I made (just ignore the horrific background... haha >.>): I'm a big fan of mecha and robots in general, oh, and animated violence, of course! Wouldn't really call it artwork as much as schoolwork, but I like it so *shows off* nyeh!