krchaos

[krchaos]

“Mirrors and images. Or sex and love. These are two separate systems that we miserably try to link.” - Don DeLillo, Cosmopolis

[krchaos]

Cause in my heart I am a romantic and loving person but life blew these feelings to a very deep part. Now on the surface rests a person craving for someone to bring all those emotions back to life.

- KR.

#poem #quotes

[krchaos]

How do you describe a color without saying its name? There are colors that are easy, you can guess what color is when someone say "the blood dripping from a wall after being splashed there." or when someone say "the heatting felling of the sun touching your skin", "the waves breaking in the rocks", "the forest at night". Those are pretty easy, but how do you describe a complex color? How to say that those eyes are just simple phrases throw in the air and not a combination of color and poetry mixed with all the fellings that i have? The way the sun pass trough the surface of you eye and brings out the warm near your iris, or when is pretty dark out but your eyes is still cristal clear. There is not enough words in this language made to describe you.

- KR.

#eye #soul

[krchaos]

The feeling of not being loved haunts me every day. At 3 am, my heart is racing with pain, at 2 pm my head hurts in despair. Everyone leaves me, when I was a child, my parents, when I was a teenager, my first love. It seems that I am not someone enough for people to stay, to choose.

- KR.

#sad #my writing #alone #bad

[krchaos]

I could see myself in your eyes, eyes that reflect my soul, so deep, so pure.

I could spend minutes, hours, days looking into them, appreciating the calm feeling that caused me, intriged by the rich colours that popped in the sun.

I could, but now i can not anymore. You’re gone and i am left broken, empty.

- KR.

#writing #quotes #sad #soul #alone #poem #loneliness

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[krchaos]

Everytime i look at the mirror i see someone that is not me, someone that i don't have a connection, someone that i can not recognize. I used to only see myself when looking in my eyes, green circles full of me, eyes that were a openning to my soul, but now i only see two circles in the midle of a white pool full of emptyness.

- K.R

#eyes #soul #empty #my writing #mirror #poem #dark #quotes

[krchaos]

My love from the future, i can almost imagine your face, your eyes, the touch of your hands, the smell of your perfume, i can almost see you im my mind. So please don't take so long to come, i do not know how long I can wait.

- KR.

#my writing #3am thoughts #sad #grunge #soul #soulmate #deep thoughts #thoughts #sadnees #dark

[krchaos]

If guardian angels are real, mine is off somewhere drinking vodka straight from the bottle and pretending I don’t exist.

Andy Biersack (via incorrect-bvb-quotes)

[krchaos]

From time to time i catch myself thinking on the meaning of my life. Why was i born? And you know what scares me the most? Whats scares me the most is that every time i don't find an answer, a meaning.

- KR.

#scared #meaningless #my writing #alone #feelings #lost #life

[krchaos]

This is my sina, wait for something that don’t exist, wait for someone that will never come.

- KR.

#sina #my writing #alone #someone #dark love #soul

[krchaos]

The eyes of Chaos are the same color as a rainy day, And the smile like a wolf after a hunting day.

- KR.

#wolf #pleasure #chaos #my writing #bitter #poetry #eyes #quotes

[krchaos]

Sirius, Sirius, how are you today?

Sirius, Sirius, have you heard my pray?

Sirius, Sirius, does my eyes look shady?

Sirius, Sirius, the agony is turning grey.

- KR.

#sirius #star #fading #shady #my writing #grey #eyes #grey eyes #agony

[krchaos]

Exist those people that like to feel they heart beating at maximum speed, that do things that elevate their blood circulation just to feel alive, to feel the pulsation of the most important muscle of the body. Then exist me, someone that tries not to notice the beat and that any acceleration means much more than just being alive.

Means that the monster is coming and will take days for him to go away, that together with the speed comes the headache and the fear that useless thoughts cause, the brain doesn’t shut down and the sleep do not come.

The monster make your brain works 24/7, and do not listen to your commands, breaking you inside out, without mercy, without pity.

So do not tell me that when you feel your heart, is when you are alive, because for me it is when i am most close to death.

- KR.

#anxiety #my writing #feelings #dark #poem #text #quotes #anxious #feeling down #dead inside

[krchaos]

Give me peace, 

Calm me down, 

For storm is all i see now.

- KR.

#peace #storm #my writing #quotes #soulmate #grunge #poem #poetry #thoughts

[krchaos]

Lost.

Take me home, Take me home, To the place i better know, Where the light doesn't hurt And the shadow don't ravage me.

- KR.

#poem #my writing #home #sad #shadow #hurt #take me #lost

[krchaos]

Supernatural Languages AU

Sam Winchester had always had an easier time learning languages. He had taken Latin in school and he used it in his everyday life while learning exorcisms and other incantations. He had learned sign language in college and had been fairly good at it until he had fallen out of practice. Now he was trying again.

Sam had just met Eileen Leahy, a beautiful hunter who had almost killed him. She was deaf and he wanted to learn sign language again so he could talk to her. So Sam had found books and dvd’s that taught ASL. Before anything, he relearned the alphabet, signing into a mirror.

Dean walked by the bathroom on the way to his room and paused when he saw Sam looking down at a sheet of paper and back up at the mirror. Sam started to sign, mouthing the letters he was forming with his hand. Dean kept walking before Sam noticed. He smiled to himself, proud of his brother.

Sam had learned enough that he felt confident enough to try what he had learned. Dean was out getting pie. Sam grabbed the tablet and opened Skype. He pressed Eileen’s name to call and waited for her to pick up. When she did, a smile spread over his lips.

Sam signed to her, “Hi! Haven’t talked to you in a long time.”

Eileen grinned. “You’re doing so well! Are you learning again?”

“For you.” Sam relaxed when she grinned again.

Dean Winchester sat in the impala with the Enochian Dictionary open against the steering wheel. He was parked in the garage of the bunker. He had a notebook open on the seat next to him where he had been practicing the Enochian alphabet. He looked up to make sure no one was around before he read out the phonetic spelling of one of the Enochian words.

The word sounded awkward as it hung in the air. He looked at the word and tried again and again until the word started to sound more or less correct.

Sam could hear something coming from the garage. He opened the door and looked in. Dean was back from grocery shopping but he was sitting in the impala with books. He wasn’t talking so much as repeating the same word over and over. The word sounded like it was from a different language but Sam couldn’t place it.

Dean sank to his knees beside Cas’s body. The world grew darker around him and all he could see was Cas. His heart slammed in his chest. He felt tears spilling over onto his cheeks. “Ol aziazor elasa.” Dean whispered as he cried. I love you. He knelt forward, pressing his forehead to Cas’s chest. “Ipamis ol monons ollog? Ol aziazor elasa!” Can you hear me? I love you!

From the house, Sam could hear Dean sobbing in Enochian. He didn’t have to be told what language it was. He didn’t have to be told what he was saying. He knew what Dean was saying. He could hear his brother’s heart breaking.