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Love is a Feeling I Will Never ForgetEvery breath with purpose,
Every step with reason,
Love is like the summer,
And it outlasts every season.
Every glance a bond to earth,
Every touch magic begun,
Love is like a burning flame,
And it burns brighter than the sun.
Every embrace a quiet relief,
Every bit of warmth extended,
Love is like a saving light,
A feeling I can now only imagine.
Every doubt you chose to wonder,
Every fault that you never explored,
Love is like a burning rose,
It now withers inside my core.
Speak your worry, resolve, express,
To avoid sadness, anger, and regret.
Love is a feeling I never wanted to lose,
But now love is a feeling I will never forget.
Untitled2Life feels like I'm wrangled,
Between about a hundred ropes.
Everyone keeps pulling in different directions.
When I fall forward, the backward side is angry.
When I fall backwards, the forward side is jealous.
And then there are those who have given up on their rope.
And what about me?
I'm laying on the ground in the middle of it all.
I can't seem to choose correctly so I remain by myself.
The world moves on without me,
Leaving me behind.
Yeah...that's definitely all I ever wanted.
UntitledSave me from my sadness, God.
Save me from my fears.
Life feels like a nightmare, God.
I keep opening my eyes thinking I'll wake up,
But I never do...
You're my only hope
Just OnceSometimes I wish I could snap my fingers and stop time.
After that, I'd unzip the sky and jump into it's seams,
I'd get away from the world.
I'd be endlessly drifting on puffy clouds,
And bask in the light of a million stars shining all around me.
I'd let music seep into my heart and watch it rip out my burdens.
I'd be forever in your arms.
I'd be forever laughing and smiling with all of my loved ones.
If only I could escape for just one day...
WarTrapped in this war,
No one is winning.
Bullet after bullet,
I have fallen before you.
You hide in the foliage,
You push everyone out to battle,
While you hide,
While you pull me down,
With your twisted words,
Your rolling eyes,
Your raging tone.
I live everyday believing:
"Today is the day I will fall,"
And I will keep falling,
Scars will open up once more.
I will keep waving my little white flag,
Even after it's been torn, shot, and ripped...
Is this war never ending?
InvisibleLiving in a bubble I feel all alone,
But reliving the past feels like a good home.
Suffocate me with the joys of younger days,
Numb me, don't let me see the outside!
The time you made me laugh so hard I cried,
You all came to visit me when I could have died,
The nights we'd stay up dreaming and scheming,
Fictional inspirations and dreams of the future.
Watching tv til the wee morning hours,
Racing through the warm summer showers,
Talking intensely and perfectly fine,
Always knowing we'd be close all throughout time.
Reaching out I hope to catch your hands,
But you pull them away and give them to a man.
Pounding on the walls, begging you to hear,
Never aware that behind that bubble there have been so many tears.
As you all drift away, none say goodbye,
Because life is perfect under your rose-colored sky.
But I will keep waving until you finally see,
That faint figure of sorrow, is no one but me.
Thou Shall be StrongForbidden Fruit of sanctitity,
How can I not think of thee,
How can I not speak of thee,
How can I not taste thee?
Why art thou amidst my dreams?
Thine charm whispers and embraces me.
Guilty that I dreamed a dream,
Questioning everything of me.
Awakening leaves a sense of sadness,
Disappointment of real life,
And shame of going him against,
I am feeling things in many senses.
An uneasy mind is the worst of all,
If thou is tempted thou will fall,
Thou will lay there on the ground,
Still questioning if thou be sound.
If thou be sound,
When no person is around,
If thou be sound,
When the hour comes around...
If thou be sound and thou be true,
Hide such thoughts whence thou knew,
And shall you dream of thee anon,
Fall thou not, thou shall be strong.
Broken EyesTake a part of me,
Take a little heart from me,
And piece back the broken eyes.
Shattered on the floor,
A wave upon the shore,
The mist from my broken eyes.
How long will it take to fix my sight?
Cuz all I can see is what I'm not doing right.
Take me beautiful and set me free,
Let's wander off into the distant sea.
It's hard to keep so silent,
When my mind waves crash upon the walls,
Of a broken mind.
Every single day you pass,
Is like an hourglass,
I can't hold it inside.
How long will it take to free those words,
I love you darling, you don't know how much it hurts!
Give me a sign that the sun will shine,
Show the sunset behind your eyes!
Behind your eyes
Behind your eyes
With the morning rise,
I will let those feelings die,
Looking past my broken eyes....
Who is a Friend?Who is a friend who cannot let go?
Strings held tight to a single heart,
Victim unable to seek out and grow.
The victim's decisions controlled by one,
Who cuddles, then strangles emotions,
They ring her out until the final tear falls.
She covers her eyes.
Who is a friend who cannot smile?
Face tightly clenched and wide-eyed,
It's hard to please them for a while.
One simple word could avalanche,
Words of anger, hatred, and vile,
They put her down til' her confidence falls.
She covers her mouth.
Who is a friend who tunes people out?
They've got her on AM, a cover of static,
She changes channels but no words come out.
They don't have time to be with her,
They don't have ears that will listen to her,
They don't have a heart to care about her.
She covers her ears.
Who is a friend who talks behind backs?
Who whispers in ears and laughs,
A wall of trust overcome with cracks.
They say things that she hears buzz by,
And makes her wonder why she's alive.
And makes her wonder
A message to the brokenYou drown yourself
in liquid sorrows,
letting the salty mess
burn your wounds,
and the sadness
to drip in your mouth,
consuming your words
and you say
you deserve the pain,
but I want to dry your face,
and whisper in your ear
how the clouds cry too,
while they hold such beauty,
and so do you.
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
These Faded KeysOf all the keys I click
As we speak each day,
It's the back arrow
That's faded most
These white letters
Would surely tell you,
I reply to everything -
But the key reading "enter"
Will be the one to explain
Why it still looks new
I want you to know
Just how much I care,
But I don't want to be close
Out of the fear of losing you
But please remember:
I dedicate these words to you,
Sharing them to the world
Rather than clicking away
At the faded key ~
Echoes we are like
in the middle
but not quite
what we truly
Tonight, I finished a roll of toilet paper
that I had started
a month, 8 days,
two hours, and 21 minutes ago.
Its genesis, June 11th,
one of the worst nights of my life,
I took a roll from my small bathroom,
and silently tucked it under my arm.
I couldn't let my girls know.
They couldn't know
I was going to use this as my broom.
They couldn't know
that I swept my shattered heart
under my bed.
And I wept.
My pillow taking my abuse,
my suffocation and my attacks.
My fingers squeezing it for dear life
and my knuckles as I punched it,
imagining it was her.
Then hugging it.
I only cried that hard
when I was about 6.
She was gone.
And so was I.
I cried every night
which would've marked
our 7-month anniversary.
And in the late days of that month,
I lied to myself.
And for that,
I regret every moment.
I wasn't ready.
At least I stopped it,
before we drowned each other
like the last woman.
Two weeks lat
Just TalkWhy don't you smile anymore?- I miss it.
Why won't you ever tell me what's wrong?- I always feel like it's me...
Why do you seem so different?- you don't seem alive.
Do you still think of me?- Cuz I think of you.
Do you still love me?- Cuz I love you so much.
I wish you would just tell me.
Just talk to me. Please.
Just. Talk. <3
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