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Cold and PowerlessWarm and restless wind blowing on the back of my head
Preventing me from turning back, from witnessing the horror
Of a bloodsheding treason maimed by sharpest of tongues.
Wrapped by a curtain of lies, casting a shadow, blocking the skies,
Dark were those times.
It's devils aren't gone, so simply forgotten, whatever they touched
Turned sour and rotten.
Now or forever I must stand guard
For they will return and bring back the hard.
A devil in form or in mere disguise
Fool I will not as he looks in despise.
My castle and turret shall
Stand to what ever he has
Of that I'm sure, nothing will pass.
RepellentFeeling like an only cloud which stands out of the blue.
I'm being watched facing down by those who laughed at you.
Little knowledge who they are we both have in twain.
But just like me I am sure sometime you must have felt the pain.
Up or down high or low our spirits come and go.
Once alive another dead I'm here but yet I'm not.
Barely seen never heard, no thought to speak no spark to seek.
No way of life just a breathing corpse with little pulse and no heart at all.
No one to see not a thing to hold no one to lean on forever cold.
The same old cloud raining down on me what is left rejoins the sea.
Drowning the sorrow can not be done, for years it's basking in my tears. feeding on my nightmares thoughts and fears. (just growing larger everyday when you are nowhere near.)
I don't love you anymore never liked your ships and shore.
I don't care not to have there as long as I'm dead that I can bear.
Forever more alone I shall stay for I can't relive that day.
The one you told that your ha
A 2nd ChanceRemorse and regret can't make you to forget
All the things you've missed and the ones you've left
A golden glance or a blink of an eye
Makes you wonder 'how should I?'
Taking a stroll under the bare night sky
Watching the moon just passing you by
I won't forget those deep green eyes
I feel them with every breath when my heart cries
Laying on your back on a bench near by
Excluding yourself from the social high
Fire and sand both were there
One on your feet the other in your hair
Falling asleep to the sound of a giggle
A giggle so beautiful makes smiling inevitable
When climbing up a mountain side
There is little place for you to hide
Getting to know your other-self
Thinking about a 2nd chance
All is not lost for now it is
The one you were waiting for the one to seize
Some might never get a 2nd chance
A life-time long waiting for romance
How lucky am I for getting mine
After three years of an emotional deprive
Now you're here waiting for me
Alone and abroad with no one to see
C.A.CRock, Bishop, Knight, Pawn.
Will you please tell me where I belong?
The King and Queen look down on me,
While the rest, ignore me be.
Trapped in One, held back on Two.
Can't find my square, can you?
B1, F5 and G8, mean nothing
When you can't "see" straight.
Walking around from side to side, doing no harm,
No one seems to mind.
I sat tight and listened, roaming, waited.
Learned as I went through the steps in-between.
Consideration, Attention and Concept came to mind.
Waiting my turn for time to demise.
Now it's all, all but good.
The strangest war where nothing is obscure.
The rock the bishop all pray to me.
whilst the keen and queen, they nothing mean.
EchoLonely nights awful thoughts.
Lost, with out it, I have no cause.
Can't rest, can't fall-asleep.
Can't seem to remember
The bitter nor the sweet.
'Turned-off', paused in time.
Don't know if I'll be able of such "crime".
Is yearning for that moment when
You touch upon my hardship vein
And the softest of touches unknown of kind
The sort which penetrates your mind.
Time seem to halt on the echo of my fault.
Jumped ahead, had no clue.
No clue to might what happen when
I broke the tune.
A tune in our delicate love song,
Where every note matters to complete
The symphony of our beating hearts.
I hate how it happened and such,
I'll never forgive you for not saying
I pushed too much.
Now, stepping aside isn't the answer.
Letting go is not facing "danger".
A gun, a rifle, a rope or a pistol.
All hold the answer to what I want,
What I want is something you hold.
I can't stop my heart from beating on its own
For you hold it tightly, feeling alone.
A pain in the chest each look we sha
ConfidentialI miss you dearly.
I miss you so much.
I miss the little things, like asking for lunch.
I miss your laugh and your wisdom.
I miss your smile and your rhythm.
I miss the way you understand who I am.
I miss it how you have no shame.
I miss your thoughts and your kindness being.
That oversized sweater and that Russia thing.
I miss your care and the scent of your hair.
But I really miss having you there.
Hear my cry hear my roar
For you are my tears's core
Feel my need ask what's wrong
Is my agony for ever long?
See my tear drop
Feel for my shattered hope
Eternity, Infinity and
Don't really exist
In this modern world chapter
Wear and tear and lost of meaning
A broken identity and an unwelcome feeling
All in which I get the lots
Until which time that I get lost
ReclusiveEvery word of every chat
Every minute we ever sat
Every word you ever said
I kept forever in my head
Your voice clear like the wind
Yet sound like a rock
Lyrics my soul have struck
Struck so deep that I can't forget
Can't forget the first time we've met
Like a muse you captured I
But with no muse shall inside die
Ohh longing for that moment to come
The moment which you're mine, only for some
Some seconds and minutes
Maybe an hour or few
As long as you are here
And I am too
I can't take-in the sight of your empty armchair
So cold and so lonely filled with misery and despair
I woke up that night like never before
Sweaty weary trembling and cold
Wishing you were there to hug and keep warm
Thirst for your scent but it was no more
Thus the years came crawling by
I got older and you stayed shy
Now I think it's good to be
Good to be alone with me
Timely ChangedFor the first time complete
and At last it is fit
For the first time
In years, for the first time
It seems that nothing slips
For the first time in heaps
Finally it's all going smooth
After a long, exposed, painful, hated bruise
A last we are complete
For the first time, the first time, It fits.
open letter to a pretty girldear pretty girl I saw at the restaurant on saturday night:
I saw you looking at me,
and then I kept noticing you
in the corner of my eye.
Whenever I looked to make sure
you were really there,
your eyes darted away,
until the one time I snagged your gaze,
and you turned sheepish with a blush
and a smile.
dear pretty girl I saw picking at french fries:
I know what you were thinking;
I felt your eyes on my bare legs,
my swinging dress,
as I made my way to the restroom.
dear pretty girl wearing the Flash T-shirt
and hiding your eyes with the frame of your glasses:
I think we would like each other.
We seem to be the same brand of nerd.
I know, however,
that I would not love you,
I would not feel affection for you,
the word "romance" would not cross my mind
when I was with you.
I would not want to touch your body,
or kiss your pink lips,
or hold your hand.
dear pretty girl eating by herself:
I wish you would have said hello.
You were afraid, I think,
that I would not return your
Let it heal. Subconscious.Look in your, mine eyes. You may be the brain but i am the soul
You never listen, shake your head, climb up walls
But I'm still here, when you say you don't care
Cover things up but the stench is still here. Well, lie doesn't heal
You stump the break again! Give it up, man! Let it heal.
Come closer, after all, I am you, I'm your subconscious!
You give yourself away, believing every word they say
I call you back, you run again, lose track
Then you call me words, monsters and worse
For telling the truth I get this pain in the ass
You may be aiming towards me, but you're hitting yourself
Why are you hitting yourself?
Give it up. Let it heal.
Flashbacks, songs, voices, words
Just so you get it – they are no lords, they have no God
They treat you like shit and you act like you love it
Is it my fault? Tell me! No, you just whine with assault
Its all you got...
Nothing is okay! You wont let it heal!
What about your dad? Best example you ever had!
Still cant get over, couldn't keep him s
For The HatersThe key to happiness
is often the process of elimination.
Sometimes you just gotta go around the village
cutting off heads and shit.
the sun will shine through again.
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.
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
Dulce de SilencioSi exhalar humo pudiese
como el que fuma su tabaco,
a ti te soplaría fuerte,
para que en trabajo disolvieses.
Te pido, hermosa, que sofoques mi calor,
porque verte son cornadas
en mi gelatinoso corazón.
Contesta, ¿Cómo puedo olvidarte?
Hace siglos que no te veo, mi Dafne,
dicen los augurios que tu esencia es bastante,
mas sin ti soy un ser sin mente de ayuda necesitante.
¿Qué más prueba hay que mi bestialidad?
Me quema el verte, por lo que mi prioridad es inmolarme.
¿Cuántos días pesan hasta que pueda besarte?
Estaría igual setecientas noches atrás,
mas estar no estaría, si no fuese por el arte de amar.
Mi dulce durmiente de cálido silencio,
maldito estoy de fuera para dentro,
ojalá purgue mi mente el deseo de tus besos.
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...
La Paradoja Translated- The ParadoxChiaroscuro,
Light and Shadows,
a silence punctuated by a scream.
We must not forget that darkness
does not equate to Hell,
just as light does not equate
Velvet and lace,
the saint and the sinner,
the comforting proximity
of a distant wound.
Such sweet suffering;
like a snakebite,
juicy and wet with lifeblood,
dripping as the bitten, aroused organ.
Bright and intense,
dark and subtle,
this life of contrasts.
The Leather RemembersIt was just a piece of leather, stretched over a bench press bed.
Old, broken, and cracked, it was 'bout to be declared dead.
All those men and women, they lay upon its skin,
They breathed and they pushed, just trying to be thin.
Their work and their sweat, their blood and their tears,
Their oils keeping this leather plush all those long, hard years.
Why did they do it? Why work so hard?
They were sick of being called a fat tub of lard.
Some o' those folks are dead,
Some have families and dogs named Fred.
Some of them gave up,
Some said, "never enough"
The leather remembers.
The leather remembers when you couldn't lift just the bar,
The leather remembers when you could lift a whole car.
No matter who laid on this old cow's hide,
The leather remembers who they were inside.
The years of use wore an impression, an outline, a silhouette,
of every man
and every woman.
The leather doesn't care if you're white, or black, or brown, or green.
The leather gains from you a nice, pretty sheen.
Fourteen It's BeenFourteen it's been
It's time to grin
No pink was seen
All so soon ends
For it is you
Whom my will bends
Not this time
No more lust
Because this time
Might be our last
Just a hug nothing more
No loss of innocence
Like on that shore
A mere coincidence
Those cannot be
Yet still it is
Fourteen months it's been
Since that last chance
Which I missed
Won't get again
In a few more days
I've been in chains
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