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I Love You I Hate You♦Ever since you left, when we depart and say our goodbyes, I always seem to hang a left, when the right half walks the other way, never a steady step on my bumpy ground, sometimes the hurt i feel inside is enough to make me give up on my life, the need to see you, is like the hunger that lead you away, sitting here without you, hurts to think that I could take advantage of my attention not soaking you in, I want to go find you, but no clue where to begin, why haven't you called me, why do I just grin and bare it, I mistake pain for gain, hope for suckers, lies for truth, all I want is you, on second thought nope, I can't stand you, wait I'm madly in love with you, more like mad at you, I truly hate you, forever love you, I hate you, I love you, I hate me, I love hate, looking inside my heart, you will see the above underlined, sealed up and sent to you...♥
where it has beenFor the grace of my own to left feet, my posture seems to dilapidated my feeble pouncing heartbeat, I'm ferocious, taking the last pill on the face of the planet, sacrilege its a cult wisdom, proper word speak now and forgive me later, i just got bombarded by lightly coded number trails and spiral dimensions..
Tangled and MangledToday I recognize Im hopelessly tragic, committed at birth, the loss of feeling important, so over my years I grew against anyone that wanted to heart me right, showed time and time again that im not rememberable, hey wuts her fuck is here, to late for anyone to fix me, stepping bomb out of my world, i sabotage myself then go out to find a situation worse then mine, help in anyway I can when they feel relief they strap there jet pack and fall off the face of the planet, until next time they want to acknowledge someone to make them feel alright. I will be here waiting against my will pondering my life...
AutoFill hereAutoFill here <3. As we stand up against all the things that deprive our adventure, we shAll stutter at the insignificant amount of light that is deemed to busy for life...
Travel to The manh0le...As I reflect on the passed days, I make sure my face contains no grey, fancy is the wardrobe detailed today, I keep getting involved it means nothing I know this, for fun or for visual, hope is for SuckerS, I mean this, care for me, it's unlikely to help the bleeding, paint with the puss from within these mermaid sore's, Im time traveling, I drank to much of your time...Free for all, but one at a time...
Just a speck in a crowd of many....I am suppose to learn something from all this I know this, It all can't be for no reason that I am living and breathing, the universe want's something for me, I am not sure if it is something positive or not,,, I take a deep breathe as I watch the trees sway in the breeze, this town is a faulty death of me, I came prepared with a speech...I'm not taking anymore of this, I will not be bullied to think this is it, I'm just bored I think thinking too much into these life things....
The sound of broken glassI want to be free,
From feeling like I'm incomplete,
Not even for me...
As I fall,
Bless Me, said the Bee,
Interesting what life brings,
Hold up to Par,
I feel I don't hold up at all,
I got stung by my own thoughts,
Lonely,,I just wimper&crawl,
Into what's left of what's lost,
So bring it all,
Or don't bother,I will get there regardless...
@SH MAN MY SKIN SANK, MY HEART CURDLED FROM THE WORD'S IN YOUR STORY'S, I WASN'T ALONE IN MY ACHE, IT WAS OURS, WE HAD SOMETHING BUT IT IS NO MORE, I MISS GOOD TIME'S, I MISS MY OLD LIFE, BUT DAY'S GO BY, THEY TURN INTO MONTH'S, NEXT,BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, IT'S BEEN YEAR'S, NEVER REGRET THE MISTAKES, NEVER TAKE ANYTHING BACK, LEARN THIS TIME, FEED YOUR HURT, MY PAIN AND SUFFERING, DOSE YOURSELF EXTRA COMATOSE, GET IT WHILE IT'S HOT, KNEEL ON THE BOARD, SPLINTER'S COVER MY WHOLE WORLD....
Beam me Up
My brain did a Freudian Slip, quantum jump thru space and time, Cosmic displays of graceful taste's, come more appealing, peel off the dirt and blister finger splits all the way to your knuckles, I can't pray, I am prey, all I do is meditate for revival, you think it's going to work? ~M.f.R~
Princess EuropePrincess Europe
land of the west,
why don't you rest?
land of the west,
Wars never ended
forget we lest
Ages of the dark,
twilight of the cross,
A promising new world,
pirates hold your loss
Colonies of blood,
massacres at the east,
Watch your right hand,
it follows the beast.
Years of division,
the breaking of the wall,
Only now a decision,
no enemy, your ball.
dance of the north,
Keep up your faith,
hold down your sword
union at last,
Love your people,
learn from your past
In what you believe?
This can't be your plan,
What you release?
You can't rule the sun.
land of the west,
why don't you rest?
Let's TalkWhen you’re a girl, you get asked the same question a lot.
Personally, I’m damn tired of talking about this.
Let’s talk about something else.
Let’s talk about how lipstick doesn’t seal girls’ mouths shut so that they can’t debate politics.
Let’s talk about how mascara doesn’t blind us to the problems of the world and eyeliner doesn’t draw a line through our potential.
Let’s talk about how eyeshadow doesn’t blur the lines of textbooks.
Let’s talk about how painted fingers can still type and foundation can cover up scars, too.
Let’s talk about how earrings don’t deafen us and necklaces don’t silence our voices.
Let’s talk about how being blonde doesn’t make us dumb.
Let’s talk about how taking a selfie doesn’t make us worthless and dresses don’t make us mindless.
Beauty or brains?
Stop asking and watch us be both.
Loki X MeIm making this because I have a strong attraction. its really love. but I doubt he feels the same. and if loki is real and reading this. I believe I am worthy because I can match your Ice with my firey nature. I leave scorch marks and small fires with no one to put out the forest fire in my heart. no one ....but you loki. you can count on me in a fight. I might not win but I sure as crap will not give up. but im also a stubborn little teen. (takes place when im at least 23)
I walked into my house in Panama city florida. I lived in a little house not far from a public beach. my cat baby walked up to the door and meowed a loud meow. "baby you need me to check for you?" baby meows. "alright fine" I walk over to check the door. no one. "baby there is NOBODY there." I sat down. it was a Friday afternoon in may. summer vacation was here. I turned on the t
I come with knives so I am ready
fresh from my back for your ternary spine.
Each head is a year I will
never see again,
yet I find myself allowing more to be taken.
I have lain between the lion's claws
and found them comforting.
We both mediate between Hades
the bark is truly worse than the bite.
Twelve months and Twelve Labours later
It is still working-
The Gods are cruel creatures.
Maybe Tomorrow Will Be The DayI may not be a lot of things
Or even a good man
Many people hate me
Except for you
You with the grey-blue eyes
You with the now blue hair
You who lives miles away
With a sea keeping you from me
All i want is you
I need you more and more
Everyday i pray for the day
I wake next to you...
I'm FreeAfter the incidents
After the fight
After the punishment
I've lost my sight
But I'm not dead
No, not even close
But they got it through my head
I'm not changed
But now I couldn't see
What the dreadful God had in store for me
In life, I chose to stay
But I had to move away
From my home
Where you were
And now our feelings were reversed
You're happy, I'm scared
They're following me everywhere
Making sure I don't make friends
They 'don't want another life to end'
But I'm blind, can't they see?
Now I'll never be set free
I can never see you again
You know I miss you, friend.
It's been 10 years.
They finally let go of their fears.
It's about time.
I was finally free
I could finally see
You stood in front of me
Anger and fear in your eyes
I was the one person you dispised
I love you (Go away!)
I really do (You're INSANE!)
I adore you, through and through~ (I have to see you?! WHAT A SHAME!)
The fire crackled
The flames burned
A new leaf was something I didn't
Notebook poemShe walks into my room
And asks whats all this about
We both lie there in silence
Waiting for her to scream and shout
But instead she smiles
A smile that stretches so long
And she utters as she leaves
"I knew it all along"
So there we sit lying
in my oh so comfy bed
and after a few minutes
we both adjust our heads
We look each other in the eye
Had we not just been caught
like some criminal or thief?
and yet there we lie
we had heard what she said
so now we relax slightly
and once more cuddle in bed
This is how I wish it'd go
A moment just like this
but alas life doesn't work that way
so we settle for a secret kiss
But these kisses hold so much
secret or not
because no matter hoe many know or don't
it will always mean a lot
these kisses show our love
these kisses and so much more
and slowly we wont have to worry
about anyone coming through the door.
ImpeccabilityTo be better than the best;
an unknown direction.
To surpass success
and improve perfection.
This is our goal.
Although seemingly impossible;
deep within our soul
anything is optional.
Who? What? Where? When? And Why?
The first question is who.
Who will fill this empty seat?
A friend or a stranger?
The second question is what.
What will they look like?
Picture perfect or just "okay"?
The third question is where.
Where will you meet?
The place you dreamed of or the place you thought you'd never be?
The fourth question is when.
When will you meet?
When you still believe in finding the "one" or when your heart believes it is done?
The fifth and final question is why.
Why will you stay?
Why will you allow them to fill the empty seat?
Because you just felt like it or
Because they are the who, what, where, when, and why that you’ve been waiting for.
"1 WaY 0F Dist0rteD ThinkinG" Control fallacies is your way of distorted thought, on the upper side of life, you left me out, hanging at the corner store, between the social disease and 6th St, I wasn't dressed to betray myself, neither to impress the clan's custom fire dance.... My head is to heavy to lay it to bed, it causes a chain reaction, to go straight to the chest, I don't breathe, it makes me get uneasy, cramps in my belly, that tense up my back, thoughts and words invade my mind, making replayed memories that crush my sight, to intense for everyone to know me, to lightly spoken to be remembered, I crash into burdens like I can make them better...
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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