THEendOmega

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Cold Bones by THEendOmega, literature

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Cold Bones

Walking toward something, a goal. A sign on the edge of what's known. Dragging limp legs from a hole. How did this pit become my home? How do I get to what I can't see? I've been longing so much to find you. A warmth to bask in, a chill hits me. How the cold of memory cuts through. I've got cold bones, and aching limbs. A sour heart, an audience of jeers. A spoiled hope with a jagged trim. A youth that's been old for years. But the cold bones yield to nothing here Still bearing the cold weight of woe and fear Tears in eyes, sweat from brow. A path. A road. A knowing how, My cold bones will know the warmth of the sun. I just have

Pareidolia by THEendOmega, literature

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Pareidolia

I’m calling in. I’m tasting tones. I’m hearing me. I’m seeing faces. I can feel it deep in my bones. I’m killing me. I’m seeing faces. Paranoia rhythm for ya. RTS my delivered mind. Heartbeating me, defeating me. Cunning genetics left behind. I caution calling causality common. Care to correlate the caustic. Nobody ever once thought to ask Jesus if he was agnostic. Tell my mother I wish I wasn’t. I was born old enough to die. Old enough to know better. I’ve got their faces in my eye. I’m reaching up, I’m puking earth. I’m singing loud. I’m seeing faces. I can

Gary by THEendOmega, literature

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Gary

Red petals on a concrete floor. The blooming season passed yesterday. Wilting no less, growing no more. I found a man dead back Boston way. A bed of velvet and daisies pushing. He never said a single word in my life. Speculation of a life with no sheen. White picket fence, a garden, kids and wife. Unpolished but pleased. Unfulfilled regrets. New old used car with too many miles. Settling down, pretend to want what you get. Flesh and blood slumped into a nameless pile. I remember the nothing I tried to compress. I remember the colors like there’s nothing else. Purple, Yellow, Red, dressed to impress. No one around to call out for newl

Another by THEendOmega, literature

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Another

Bask in the shade of a sun-cast shadows. Translucent thing sunken in the shallows. No simple steel thing can penetrate. A wall of false thoughts in a solid state. Asking blind men what they see. Telling the dumbfounded to believe. Sycophants have faith enough to lead. Parasitic implanted seeds. Just what are you waiting for? Destined but never sure. But you tried to sate me. I need you to hate me. Raising flags over sullen lands. Blowhards flapping, united stand. Cries of help fall upon the deaf. Put through committee til there’s nothing left. Light the house on fire the day you move. Why make it better if they’re dead soon?

Hitcher Man by THEendOmega, literature

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Hitcher Man

Hitcher man wanna see it all. Steps up to head down the world. His clothes are baggy, his beard his long, His tied back hair is curled. He’s a Jesus at the crossroads. With his thumb up, give him a hand? He may not be no man of god, But he’s sure one hell of a man. Van man can be a stand up, Van man pull off to the road. Van man say to the hitcher man there, “Where you think you wanna go?” “Y’all can’t keep me tied up.” (he says) “Y’all can’t keep me down.” “Y’all can’t go on being square” “When you know that I’m around.” R

Old Charlie by THEendOmega, literature

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Old Charlie

There’s a rotten smell in the station here. Smells like death, sweat, tobacco and fear. Doors fly open, press into the car, Rather be anywhere than where we are. Charlie’s been there as long as I have known, But I got no other way that I can get back home. The sense of comfort is going away. There’s a monster in the subway. Red line blues and blue felt eyes, Scream bloody murder as the baby cries. Orange raw hate on the old-ass train, At least Blue don’t breakdown in the rain. There’s a cold draft on the green line. Shivers of sorrow on which he dines. Lines go down in the darkened stay. There’s a monster

Reaper Bait by THEendOmega, literature

The Mirrored Veil (My Fault) by THEendOmega, literature

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The Mirrored Veil (My Fault)

I am now How I have always been, A little hurt, a little lost, A little worn down thin. Was I pushed? Or did I step too far? Now I stumble Away from where you are. I have nightmares Of worlds I’m never seeking; Toppled nations, Fallen walls. The motionless aren’t sleeping. Those once hopeful Are strung up in trees, Breathless children Are staring up at me. And somehow, It’s all my fault. I look upon the corpses Of all that I once had known, Turning faces, no one speaks, You have left me all alone! I want to flood the sky, Burn the forests to the ground, Snuff the light of the sun, As I go spiraling down. I’d s

Horizon's End by THEendOmega, literature

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Horizon's End

Harken unto me, those myths of old. Swear to me that you’ll take my mind. Take me to that distant place so cold, Where warmth is rationed for the kind. Strike me down and make me weep, Thrust a claw in through my heart, Bleed me down til I fall asleep, Then tear my weakened body apart. The ships approach, the ships have come. They harbor only the darkened will, Passengers bound, deaf, blind and dumb And brought to calmer waters still. I welcome you. I welcome you. Just, please, make it hurt no more. I welcome you, I welcome you. Don’t make me walk through that door. Don’t make me watch her drift away. Don’t let me

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Cold Bones by THEendOmega, literature

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Pareidolia by THEendOmega, literature

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Gary by THEendOmega, literature

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Another by THEendOmega, literature

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Another

Hitcher Man by THEendOmega, literature

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Hitcher Man

Old Charlie by THEendOmega, literature

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Old Charlie

Reaper Bait by THEendOmega, literature

The Mirrored Veil (My Fault) by THEendOmega, literature

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The Mirrored Veil (My Fault)

Horizon's End by THEendOmega, literature

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Horizon's End

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The Undying Shore by THEendOmega, literature

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The Undying Shore

It was too beautiful to be a nightmare, It was too woeful to be a dream. It was too vivid to be ignored... I had awoken, asleep, in a world unseen. The skies were dark but the view was clear. I was standing in a long, narrow hall. The walls were interrupted by wooden doors. And a door to my side opened to my call. It was a room, four walls and no window. I should have known not to go on through. And damned is my pure curiosity, The door slammed shut and my fear grew. I fell forever and landed hard, the room had become an expansive shore. I looked around in awe and fright, then behind me appeared another door. Through this door

The Undying Shore

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Untitled Novel. Segment One. by THEendOmega, literature

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Untitled Novel. Segment One.

-Talking to Myself. The ground beneath my feet passes with a slow pace. Mustn't go too quick, or they'll suspect I know they're there. I have to be cautious. They might attack at any moment. My phone rings. I check who it is. It's Linda. I shouldn't answer. She can't get involved. She's been too kind to me for me to endanger her like this. The contact is just up ahead. I was told by my sources to go into the store, purchase one gallon of milk, and ask for a pack of matches, and then the woman behind the counter would write the combination to the safe on my receipt. The faint hum of the bright fluorescent lights above me was the soundtrack

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THEendOmega

About THEendOmega

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 15 years
www.imvu.com/catalog/web_mypage.php?user=22557195

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My Bio

A man...

On a mission....

To find a local cinnabon....

Buh buh BWAAAAHHHHH

Favourite Visual Artist

Right now, Immelman, lmao. Concession, Ballerina Mafia ftw

Favourite Movies

Dark Knight

Favourite TV Shows

Sons of Anarchy, Mythbusters, most GOOD anime.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

impossible to pick just one

Favourite Books

A Clockwork Orange, WWZ, Lord of the Rings Trilogy, so on, and so on

Favourite Writers

really hard to say, for now, i'll say its a tie between Steinbeck and Poe

Favourite Games

hard to say

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS3

Tools of the Trade

pencils. camera, laptop

Other Interests

MUSIC, wolves, writing i wont bother explaining it all because i'll be here for hours.

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THEendOmega

Jan 9, 2016

Progress being made as far as the planning stages for my two major projects. I'm looking forward to it. Check out CORD-art for updates on one. Link: http://cord-art.deviantart.com/ The two projects are a webcomic and (a) YouTube channel(s) dedicated ...

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THEendOmega

Jan 8, 2016

I feel like.... this is new... Status updates, huh? Am I out of the loop? O <the loop ._. <me, not being in the loop

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THEendOmega

Aug 10, 2015

My Deviant Questionnaire. Because, boredom

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How long have you been on DeviantArt? -Shit... has it really been six years?! What does your username mean? -The End of the End. If there was a profound reason, it's long since forgotten. Describe yourself in three words. - Hungry, Broke, Pleasant Are you left or right handed? - Right handed everything, except for batting in baseball, where I'm a lefty :3 What was your first deviation? - A picture of the American flag on the deck of the USS JFK. What is your favourite type of art to create? - Writing. It's very, and unfortunately, under-appreciated on dA. :( If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? - Manga-styl