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Frost is forming on the windowFrost is forming on the windowpanes, they hug the glass tight
Waiting in fright for the morning light
They know it'll soon be over, that they'll soon cease to exist
That all they will end up as is the next morning's mist.
Why is life so short for something so beautiful, so pure
Why must the cruel rays rob them of a cure?
For what is perfect must soon falter,
It must fade,
Washing all the memories clean away.
And as blistering ice caresses and dances upon my face
It gently sets my eyes ablaze.
So through harshness and through all the pain
The frost will soon return as the soothing spring rain.
If the Dawn met NightIf you are the dawn and my heart is the night,
Where is the connection which keeps us alight?
As you breathe in I fall into dreams,
And your morning air rocks me softly sleep
Each time we pass we see a different sight,
You the dark and I the light,
And all there can be is a faint foreign touch,
As the day slips into dusk.
Random Subject.-Social NetworkingInstragram sluts and hashtag whores,
social networking such a bore.
Bitchy arguments, insults galore,
what has life come to?
What was it like before?
Socalled anger, sadness and depression, build up daily creating tension.
Ruin your friendships,
pretend not to care,
Yolo's your motto
and you think life is unfair.
Well look around you people.
Its not har to see,
life is so much more than 'popularity'.
You 'Fuck the Police', like the 'badman' you are
and your Dp is of a shiny new car.
Transformer are we? Or are you a duck?
Because 'life it too short to give a fuck'
State that you're 'Absssolouut+ly waa*sted!!!' the day before school
Becausue you're so 'cool'
and that dodgy grammar will support it all.
worth the waitYou thought that love would never be yours, that no one would feel the same
That love was but a dream, but a fantasy which could never be tame.
Isolated, songs of loss, sorrow and tears were all you held dear
Thoughts so morbid, so severe would pass through your mind year after year
No one understood and no one asked
No one spared time to look through the mask
You lay there stupidly wondering if it could all end but longing for true love overcame.
See-throughYou stare into the camera with an arrogant glare
With a bitter tongue slashing at the air
You know no boundaries
You take no advice
Everyone's below you
But I'm in disguise.
You shan't belittle me
You shan't dare
For I know your weakness
And you know not I'm there.
The little details are most important with I
And you seem not to know
That you are now just a stupid little show.
regretthis morning is so sudden
and my eyes they are dull and sunken
leaving deep scars of what was and is
i cannot bare the thought of what could've been
and what it would've been like to taste your tender kiss
Sometimes.Sometimes it's not enough to listen,
Not enough to hear,
Not enough to watch me shed a tear,
Advice can only bring you so far,
For most words are empty and cold,
And most speeches of self confidence,
Are unbelievable pieces of glittering nonsense.
No matter what you say,
What you do,
I always have a way of looking through you.
Reading into whatever is near,
I make sure there is no way of humiliation heading my way.
It's an obsession which cannot be stalled or stopped,
I can't stop thinking and it's never ending and ever unfolding
It's a way of life to ensure every fine detail is fixed
A way that will forever be me
A way to see
To hurt me
..Sometimes I don't want to be myself, simply because there are so many implications, because being another person would make me be someone with imagination. Imagination to build a fort between the words of others and my own which seem bright, a way to protect and divide everything I have in sight.
The DarknessThe Darkness
Dark is night,
Dark is fire,
Dark is the absence of the light,
Dark is a deep desire,
Night is calm,
Night is wish,
It's not something you can hold in your palm,
Night is the blackest of the pitch,
Black is the absence of colour,
Black is not always empty,
Black makes the waves of your body flutter,
Black is as black as it can be,
The abyss is darkness,
The abyss is strange,
The abyss leaves you helpless,
The abyss may have you forever changed.
MindtravelClenching his delicate fingers and looking into his eyes, I almost felt like I'd faint. I did black out, but awoke in what appeared to be outer space.
I thought I'd die of the said asphyxiation that made you lose breath, but I didn't. I was breathing just fine. I thought I was alone, floating in this lovely space, but I wasn't.
He was right in front of me, black eyes gleaming in the sun. He extended his hands like he did before we appeared in this place. I held them and looked into his eyes.
Within those eyes, I saw everything. The truths behind lies, the feeling of being brought back to life, what truly happened before and the cloaked truths that were never before seen.
We let go and everything faded back to the room we were sitting in. I was poisoned, but that was merely a remainder of what was left of him. I'd remember him by this poison.
Birthday PoemBirthday Poem
Spring is a delight,
Summer is nice,
One year dies as a new one takes flight,
Your warm as fire but not cold as ice,
May your journey lead you to the best of things,
The birth of you is something to hold dear,
Take life that's fit for queens and kings,
Happy Birthday to you with a raised glass of beer!
Just me.I've always been different and weird, I won't deny it. I used to hang out a lot more with adults and "mature" people, instead of kids my age. We just didn't get along. That caused me to be the loner in school…the weirdo and outsider everyone would pick on. I've never experienced bad bullying, but some kind of mistreatment has always been there. Let me explain my way of thinking. Why? Because almost everyone I know calls me and my thoughts weird and complex. They're not if you at least TRY to understand them. You will understand if there's at least a little bit of human in you.
The world has always influenced me, not doubting it. Many people just come along as they see me cry and say "Stop it; there are people who are much more miserable than you. Poor people for example". Yes, but have those people telling me this ever considered that my sadness actually IS because of so many people suffering? Nope. The world is cruel and unfair, telling us what to do and who to be. If we don't f
Spongethe curtain curtails the ails
the veils that lie
behind our conscious minds eye
the simple sponge, retains the worry
and the dread,
realistically only in your head
it absorbs and takes
the friends it makes
it shakes my hand
and I it too
neither of us know what to do
so we sit and mope
and try to cope
and think of why we cant elope
the baggage that the sadness brings
the angelic bell it mutely rings
we only want to find out why
why do fallen angels cry
the materialistic garbage that we buy
the river of love that's running dry
pathetic bonds we travail to tie
for those other souls who don't belie
the end of times we feel it nigh
in the end alone we die
so then for why
must we even try?
Love?L is for left alone
O says I'm on my own
V is for vanished hope
E means the end of the road
H tells that heart is broken
U is for words unspoken
R is for reason why
T asks just for one more try
S is here to say goodbye
I Need YouWhy do you always do that?
Disappear almost immediately...
I'm sure you have a reason,
but I need you.
I have no one else to go to;
no one else is really there.
I can barely stand.
Please come back...
I feel like I'm being torn;
ripped apart at the seams.
My heart is aching
and my soul is in pain.
I've been trying to stay strong,
for you of course,
but it's so hard
and it hurts so much.
Why does this always happen
to you and I?
Can things never go our way?
Can't I just be happy?
Why can't there be no pain.
I just want to see the joy in your eyes.
I don't want things to be like this.
Please, just...answer me.
I need you.
I Miss YouI miss you.
I really do.
I miss your voice
and the freedom of choice.
I miss your laugh
and following our own path.
I miss you being near
and not having fear.
I miss your smile.
I haven't seen it in a while.
I miss you...
I really do...
try all you might
resolution in sight
nevertheless it takes flight
agnate a kite
the prospective is it bright
happiness is a priviledge
albeit not a right
to my delight
in this wacky world
so wacky and trite
there is no one else to hold the light
the jellyfish flow
is all that i know
the mundane existence of eternally slow
the gradual decline of lethargy ill show
nowhere else is there to try
or to go
so minsanthropy is the good for now
while the soul grows mold
and while your body's always warm
its so hard to just be cold
Helping you is Killing meI lend myself to you
to listen to all your pain
this happens time and time again
I don't mind...honest.
You dont notice.
that its causing me pain
to hear your crys and torment once again.
I hold my hand out to you
and still you are forever oblivious
to whome is desperatly trying to save you
I bring it upon myself I know
but I cannot watch another suffer
I sacrifice my happiness to set you free
and be all you can be.
I sit alone.
Once again..I listen to one after another.
My thoughts I cannot gather.
All I do is fight for others
and listen to their pain
I lend my self over and over again.
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