

Expectedwho would have thought allExpected
that living could take away all the life
the brightest stars have been replaced
its not the same, were not the same
as how we were when it was dark
nothing elegant, nothing innocent
a fleeting thought or semi-vivid memory
cant bring it back so why go back?
to all the careless desires
so very well fed, but so poorly maintained
the severity of the persistent condition brought this to its knees
so while you spoke up I turned up my volume You saw it so bad you cried every
bit of dar


NandHI was dreaming about a very faint touch but placed so well, never expected you to understand, or even care a stranger now I just sit and stare…NandH
I was dreaming and it’s hard to believe that your skirt and my shirt shared the same place in time, hopefully, dreadfully, suddenly right out of my mind….
and it’s a sad dream, nails and honey from the sky I fed my victim and it wasn’t you, it was always me, forgetting to forget, should have let you go but I was only dreaming…
I was dreaming about a chemical look on my face standing in a dark room


TryWhat difference does the obvious make when there is no one there to witness?Try
When your life has gone cold
and your love is used up and the burden of feeling anything at all is heavier than the earth itself...
all attempts have failed and the long-term effect of sadness has taken whatever was left of you...
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go ahead and try to find yourself.... go ahead and try.......


Asleep....................................Asleep
You say you'll dream that, someone loves you, and never....wake up again, you feel like this, everyday, don't want...to ever wake up again, someday maybe you'll go away...from me... don't fall away from me again, don't wake up sad again...
Fill yourself up with, some kind of fake life, then you...will fall asleep again, too much of this, everyday, don't want...to wake up sad again, someday maybe you'll go away...from me... don't fall away from me again, don't wake up s
Castle

the ideal you left me.I want to rip her throat out. And hers and hers. I want to devour their emotions andthe ideal you left me.
channel all of yours into me. If you could realize we don’t need them I think I could, too. I could destroy her beauty and steal the romance between you. We could be a lost secret, buried deep within the walls. You can keep her as a security- the best insurance fraud. I could really use you right now, all to myself, alone. With no worries or fear of time.


learning to stand up straighti wish i were a brown haired girl with bangs too long and mismatched eyes and braids so delicate that the upside-down frayed ends brushed the clouds making love to the hidden sun. i wish i were a lonely girl, telling the stars goodnight. rosy red cheeks and disfigured hands that could only feel the snow. but could touch everything. i wish i were a dying girl, who loved evil because it was real. and kissed the drunks goodbye. who married broken hearts and gangly legs and let the zoo animals free. i wish i knew i wasn't real and i wasnt asleep and that everyonelearning to stand up straight


The good that won't come out.Sometimes we forget what freedom feels like. What love is. and control is not. I forget who I am alone, or just without you.The good that won't come out.
PAUSE.
Drift into something foreign. A new territory. Excitement. But unsure and certainly unfamiliar. It's temptation simply isn't worth the risk. That careful risk that threatens our insecure control. Though we long for it. Beg for it. Loathe it for it's petty promises, impossible to be kept. Envy it's confidence against our fear.
Really, though, I do appreciate your comments and care.
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If these pictures have anything important to say to future generations, it's this: I was here. I existed. I was young, I was happy, and someone cared enough about me in this world to take my picture.
we met briefly in the =PoetryPlease chatroom. I just thought I'd come on by to wish you a proper welcome to deviantART.
I hope you find your place here. 'Tis always nice and exciting meeting new and different artists.
If you're looking for some inspiration for future poems, you may want to find yourself here:
~NLY
~talken
*skufti
*TheKingofFall
Yes, have a good one.
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I wonder.
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Peace To Your Geese
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"grab a bottle and we'll celebrate...."
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"grab a bottle and we'll celebrate...."
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Ojos en llamas, en llamas,
arde mi cama, arde mi cama,
y quema...
La tina llena, se quema,
corto mis venas, corto mis venas,
me sangran...
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