As the flickering light of the lit candle illuminated the dimly lit room, she cried.She cried as he continued to explain how he has always loved her despite all she’s done, despite the other man, and he will love her still even though he is dead.
To illuminate the darkness we must spark a light from within. Dig deep and gather every speck of brilliance within your heart in order to dispel the demons who dwell in the shadows, waiting to pull you down, down, down…
A dim backlight casts upon his face. Teeth glimmer in the dark. Freshly brushed. The handcuffs rub the victim’s wrists raw. They’re on too tight. The spotlight moves, casts upon the detective’s feet. And that is the last thing he ever saw.
the light hits the side of a mountain, making it bright and colourful, while all around dark and drab surrounds makes me think of the bright young kids who need someone to light them up, and make them visible to those who never take enough time or trouble to see the specialness of every single human being.
illuminated madonnas
with swollen bellies
today i learned more
about bulimia
what
i forgot
Illuminate my sky,
the smoke will clear,
your mind is here, please let me in,
and let the grey go away
be illuminate
like always in your time of living
be mine and don’t ever fear the greatness that you shine.
As the flickering light of the lit candle illuminated the dimly lit room, she cried.She cried as he continued to explain how he has always loved her despite all she’s done, despite the other man, and he will love her still even though he is dead.
His face would illuminate the world. He was kind, loving; projected peace and caring. He was Jesus.
To illuminate the darkness we must spark a light from within. Dig deep and gather every speck of brilliance within your heart in order to dispel the demons who dwell in the shadows, waiting to pull you down, down, down…
Illuminate is to somehow get rid of, or permanently dispose of something ,one way or another.
A dim backlight casts upon his face. Teeth glimmer in the dark. Freshly brushed. The handcuffs rub the victim’s wrists raw. They’re on too tight. The spotlight moves, casts upon the detective’s feet. And that is the last thing he ever saw.
the light hits the side of a mountain, making it bright and colourful, while all around dark and drab surrounds makes me think of the bright young kids who need someone to light them up, and make them visible to those who never take enough time or trouble to see the specialness of every single human being.