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MirrorsWhen you look in the mirror
Just say to yourself,
"I am nothing like the rest of them
I am no ones friend"
They try to tell you,over and over again,
That you're pretty too,But
You'll never believe them,
But that non-sense is true,
Honestly,they look plastic and fake
In your mind,that screams perfection.
While you are real and you have your
Tell me why does beauty matter?
So much to you?
Its all societies fault
It is completely screwed
What happened to having brains?
To having a genuine heart?
What matters is more all
Beauty and glamour galore
But one bit of advice I give to you
Look in the mirror,
And admit it's true,
You're better than them all,
You're beautiful too.
I've changedWhen I was three years younger I was a completely different person,
The person you met for the first time,
Was a confused child,who hadn't figured out how to grow up yet.
She was someone who said I love you to pretty much any guy who looked her in the eye for longer than five seconds.
I was naive, I thought everything happened like they did in the movies.
Oh was I wrong!
I had a bad experience back then, my mind shut down my heart took over.
I was broken hearted by a guy who really didn't deserve it,
A girl he'd known for a few weeks,who he hardly spoke to,tell him she loves him.
After that night something,changed.
My hope in love decended, I am now more careful with my heart and who I give it to.
I think things over,which I hate,because even that way things get messed up!
But I know what I'm doing now.
I know what I'm feeling,I'm not stupid with my heart anymore.
I've liked many guys since then,
only for about a week or two,
But none of them have given me the feelings you do.
After Some TimeAfter a while you learn the difference between holding someones hand and chaining to someones soul,you learn love doesn't mean leaning on someone and company doesn't mean you have security from the world.
You begin to learn that when your kissed its not a contract to a person and if they give you presents they aren't promises to you or anyone, you begin to accept your all defeats with your head held up high and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child,no tears and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans. So I'm telling you now to plant your own garden and decorate your own soul with everything you are, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.You learn that you really can endure anything, that you really are incredibly strong, and you really are worth the world.
HopeToday, I made a list for you.
A list for me,
To help me to figure out if it's worth waiting for you.
I sat for about an hour thinking of all the good things about you.
The bad things about you.
The first the clear winner.
I re-made this list and tried to get rid of all my feelings for about five or ten.
The first still won.
Your kind,Your sweet,
Your eyes are the most beautiful things I have ever seen,
You make me laugh,Your laugh,Your smile.
I know I will probably never get someone like you,
I mean come on, your amazing, what would you do with a girl like me?
I hope you prove me wrong.
Maybe I'll get the courage one day?
Maybe you'll tell me first.
I can only hope.
One PersonHave you ever had that one person,
who you don't talk to much but you'd risk your own life for them?
Someone who you can not speak to for ten years and when you do it's like the last time
you both spoke to each other was just yesterday?
He's my best friend, and I'd do anything for him.
I love him to pieces more than he'll ever know.
I'm so comfortable around him it's unspeakable.
My feelings for him, they are also unspeakable.
Theres a large distance between us and when we're near each other,
She being his ex,who doesn't give me a chance to be near him.
Have you ever had that one person, that one friend that your oh so close to,
That you love with all your heart.But you know deep down they may never be yours?
And I hate it.
Swept awayShe was promised a true love story,
A boy who would sweep her off her feet,
Instead she was given a broken heart,
She was kicked to the ground.
She dreams of the perfect guy,
And how they met.
He started off perfect,
but now he's just a mess.
She thought she could help him,
Take him from the darkness,
He got angry and left her once again.
Somewhere,somehow,he had revelations,
He broke down crying,after realising what he had done.
He'd left the only girl who ever loved him through thick and thin.
He ran and ran back to the apartement where they lived.
It was quiet,the tap dripping slowly.
He calls out her name,he gets no reply.
He sits on the chair and takes out a drink.
He takes large gulps to ease the pain.
He hears footsteps,
He stands up and runs towards the door,
He opens it,and there she stands,
Tears in her eyes from sadness and happiness,
She thought she'd lost him,
Lost him forever,
But he can't hide from love,
He couldn't live without her.
Something We All WantWe all want love,
I can't pretend that I don't want it,
If I did I'd be lying to myself.
We all want something,
We all need something to live for,
We need a reason.
We all want a one and only.
None of us want to be alone.
We all want the same thing, lets admit it.
I can close my eyes and try to talk to my heart,
But it never works,
I want that one thing I currently can't have.
We all want someone to hold,
We all want someone to be there when it gets cold.
We all want love,lets admit it.
Piece of PaperPlease tell me the truth,
If you can't speak it , write it.
I need to know.
I love you now not later,
There is no doubt.
I remember everything,
This is so cruel.
Your voice is trembling.
I'll tell you a thousand times.
I love you.
Come on I'm listening.
I read between the lines of your written piece.
"I love you forever"
I thought I was ready to leave,
Emotional wreck isn't my best personal trait.
You left with her,
still holding my heart not caring.
I have the piece of paper.
I walk up to you a year later.
I show it to you.
You tell me you meant it.
But you're written words weren't cement.
I can't think of the words.I can't think of the words to tell you.
The words to tell you that I like you.
The words sound simple to people not in my position.
But its not easy,not a good situation.
You see I've liked you from the start.
From the first hello till the last hug.
The simplest things you say make me smile.
When I see you online or a text message from you.
I smile like I did the first time I saw you.
I can't think of a way to tell you that you make my heart beat so fast
And I can barely breathe.
My legs go like jelly and my hands shake like crazy.
I feel my palms get a little sweaty.
As soon as I hear your name or see your face,
my heart suddenly begins to race.
It goes boom boom boom like a double bass.
Beating incredibly fast.
I can't find the words to tell you how much you mean to me.
How I would give up anything for you to see
how much you touch my heart you see,
I wish You could know how much you really mean to me.
How talking to you brightens my day,
How by you simply saying "hi" makes me smile,
After The RainAfter The Rain
Soaked with holy rain
Of love you were making
To the shell that contains
The real me
Enraptured by your face's reflections
Gleaming in puddles resting
On my country's torso
I can't tell where you end
And I begin
Nor where these tears come from
And where sweet moments go to
When they say farewell
To what you left in me
And what you took away
Out of drawers
Those I didn't know I had at all
bLindThe wind carries meaning. As it picks up, reach your branches into it. Let it's force cause you to sway. Shed your dead leaves until there is nothing left. Keep rising up into the sky, and keep digging those roots deeper. Float on a sea of whatever it is that it may be, flying so free, in your mind completely blind to see the sight of things...
Some people swerve through life wearing thin spots into their souls while trying to suck the souls out of others. Eventually, this will rest on their conscience. The rest of the world will look like an angry mob coming for them. If you gamble with the devil, you will lose every time.
Careless souls suffer. Whether it be a sign of a new day or just a passage of time, what you harness has the ability to pick things up, to possess your soul with light. So is the plight of the being.
Shooting Stars Aim For The Heart-Dear Father Time
Don't mind to rewind
To a purer part
Of an end with no start
To a time without rhyme
Being guilty without crime
To a time without rhyme
To a time without chime
With no repetition
To a time without time
With no sublimination
And elimination without justification
To when peace came in rations
When land was the ocean's corruption
And when floods were solutions
When our dreams meant absolution
-Yours truly, The World
FrenemiesEmily: I don't try and hurt you because I can if that were true, this would all be so much easier. No, I don't make you cry because I want you to...But because I don't want to. Everyday there's another standard put up, a new bar set lower in a game of limbo where the bar might as well be two inches from the floor. But the bar is also higher, not one of a game but of expectations! My parents treat me like a dog, telling me what to do is like teaching me a new trick and if I try to run away they hold me back and yell, "Heel!" and as much as I try and break away the leash gets tighter and tighter with each pull. I'm sorry I'm going off, ranting on. I don't know what else to tell you. Maybe one day we can be friends, going behind the scenes and being nice but being ugly to each other's faces. But either way, we'll always just be frenemies
Waterfall HopeIts inner and outer beauty are one,
and it wakes up my eyes to see,
for me and others, that so are ours.
Only I'm not yet strong enough to let that truth
completely enter in where it should and bloom from there,
yet it still makes me smile,
and so many things start with a smile.
I imagine it has stored up so many blown kisses;
I imagine the light of our love for it
gives it more light than the sun.
When it's going down
it's like a million diamonds
acting like children,
running frantically everywhere,
with an extra helping of innocence and joy on top.
The lights have turned off,
as they often do,
but then comes that honest spark
giving me a helping hand,
touching so tenderly without trying,
and showing me that hand choking the life out me,
it all is vividly clear,
and I put my hand down,
and start anew.
It's not on magazines;
it doesn't wear make-up,
but it's perfection,
and a gift to almost all the senses.
A waterfall proves there's beauty even when you fall.
Three Days Worth of Full MoonShe's just up there looking pretty as usual while you're unable to avert your gaze. I know how it must feel to be caged by such a sight as her and I tell you, you might not even notice, but tomorrow she'll still be there.
Count your constelations all you like, but she'll always be the only one who could woo you like that. I know how it must be hard being under her spell, I should tell you it feels like drinking tankards and tankards of ale. And just like the hangover that follows any good drink, tomorrow, she'll be there.
And here we are at someone else's loft and you urging me to look at her soft cool face. But something else caught my eye and it's kinda funny how you aren't aware of how rare a sight it is. And I tell you, you might not even notice, that tomorrow she'll still be there, but right now, I'm fixated on you.
Oh May This Cloud Never RipWhat is this? No lonely, no need for mind?
Where am I? A dream, a heart-bound bind?
It's both breathless and breathful, wild and kind.
Stress forgotten, no need for remind.
Truly unreal, for i feel the sting
of this mild pinch and i hear a sing.
Is it the crows abroad with aching wing?
They scream harsh words, with screeching ring.
"A dream! A dream! Ignorant sense.
All fiction and blank, these ladies and gents'.
You dream! You dream! of false resents.
Your so miniscule, weak, for a mind so immense."
A pop, a crash, a crumble, and rip.
A hope now lost, I begin my trip
back down to Earth where my body let slip,
so given to me a teased kiss on the lip.
Frank's MonologueFRANK: What's happening to me? Why do I feel so strong, so free, so (pauses, takes out pills and looks at them) happy no! (Throws down the pills) These are but just a prescribed opium, a hallucinogen on reality they blind me from the truth, which has NEVER been clearer, NEVER been more brilliant, NEVER been this enjoyable but is the truth worth it? (Takes out the engagement ring) To know how I truly feel about something? (picks up the pills) For the truth, that hurts my beloved but sets me free, or for the suppressor that calms me down, pins me up against the wall of my mind, and allows me to go through life without questioning but, wait. Am I questioning now? (Calls out) You hear me father? Are you listening? The alpha and the omega, the lord of all lords, the fucking hater-creator can you feel it? When one of your children bleeds for you? C
anonymous.i don't really know
how i got here.
it's all a blur
from the time i
was able to think
about who i
i never got why i'm
why i don't know
how to be
my exterior may
but i sure don't
i've been gone
for a really long time.
it's not me that
they see when they
that I pretend to
it's my vacated
carcass that is already
hollow and sad.
every trivial thought i
have echoes and
bounces off the
walls of my shell.
i'm just a poster child
for the underdog in all
of us losers.
i'm not a poser,
i'm just trying to get by
without getting hurt.
it's a novel idea
if you think real hard.
i guess i'm a cadaver.
i'm only a figment
i created this
sense of being tough
so people would give
me more respect.
but it backfired
a girl who begs
for someone to
to be honest,
my existence isn't
none of ours is.
we're just here
On My MindYou've been on my mind for quite some time
And I really can't do anything about it.
I watch you go through life day by day ,
You never knowing that all of what you do I love it.
You smile at me,my life's complete as sad as it sounds,I can't avoid it.
You talk to me my heart it beats,I'm unable to slow it.
I don't know why,but you make me smile
and that's why I love you,
and that's the end of it.
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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