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Far WorseThere is something about you now
Everything you say, everything you break
Is one more straw I have to bear
One more thing I just can't take
And it's tearing me apart
I'm angry and sick
Throwing punches at the door
Glasses at the wall
Plates upon the floor.
One more thing I must confess
I need a new friend,
Not another old one
I know I am not a perfect angel
But you are still far worse.
LightsA sea of colors
in the sky
change what people see.
There is so much else
but we get distracted,
and stare in awe
at nothing but light.
In the Land of MagicWhere I live
and the Sprites
go to play
Where we sing in the trees
in the moss
the Sparkle of
floats over to the water
where happiness will shine
and sadness must die
I see what used to be
what could have been.
You are here
and you dont see me,
You seem angry
I take a step, then hesitate
But then I remember
you aren't him
and that was my old life
this is now.
I walk towards you
I place my hand on your shoulder
Hiding in the ShadowsYou dont get to see the tears I've cried
The ones I so carefully hide
Hiding in the shadows
So nobody knows
Nothing allowed in the light
For somebodys sight
Might find the truth
Which even you were too careless to see
The one where you broke me.
I Hate YouI hate you
I cant take this anymore
I need you to make up your mind.
Please stop hurting me.
Please, I cant take this any more.
I want my friend back
Because I hate you like this
I need you backI dont want to lose you
You used to know me better than
I know myself
you left my
I need you back
I'm done with
Either you wanted me
or you lied.
SomedayHave you ever felt this way?
Have you ever wanted to go back
And not finsh what you started?
Have you ever wanted to be special
To that one person who's always at your fingertips,
But just out of reach?
I know I have.
I want to be loved
And I want to fix my mistakes
But most of all I've felt this way before,
I know you don't want to think
This is wrong
But we both know it is.
It doesn't matter if we care
Since I really don't,
But we have to acknowledge the wrongs we make
Even if they could turn into rights
i.by the grace of an orphaned wintering,
i have known you
babel, babylon: eyes raptured rare and hands
to strange knowing and palebruised
throat of dissonance
. ...such sudden gods. such taken
you stumble where night falls
too far to the left; my wild garden
old dusks, blue
A visit to TomWell, my friend...
You made it -
upon your grave -
in the fridge
us year round
or is it just
in our hearts.
in the night...
it will be
PossibilitesWhen I was 5
I wanted to be
anything to be
When I was 12
I wanted to be
to learn how
the Earth works
and what makes
stones so beautiful
When I was 16
I wasn't sure what
I wanted to be
The future was uncertain
So was I at this point of time
But then again
So were other kids
Now I'm 20
I want to be a writer
My mind's eye seeing
people and places
like a photo album
words stringing together
to create something beautiful
Judgementi sat there and watched you with
tears prickling my
but i dared not to cry
not with them looking right at
their eyes showed a horrible judgment
that seemed to swallow me
the darkness of the aura
around them sucked
oh god i hated them.
the first man questioned you
he didn't care what happened to
he wanted this to be over
his words were at a drone
he filed the papers before him
as if he had nothing
better to do
i know what he thought of
i clenched my fists
i wouldn't hold anyone’s hand
as i watched this unfold.
the woman cared
she cared about what happened
she knew what she wanted
her tone was that of a
mother who's child
she wanted the truth
but she wouldn't believe
the one we gave her
it was plain to see
i gritted my teeth
i wanted to scream but that
wouldn't help anything.
the last man wanted to get
the truth out of you
his eyes were not kind
but his words were und
The Mountains of SnowI lost my love to the mountains of snow
once he came up, he never returned.
stories spread across the Town,
three poor souls, never to be found.
a sharpened shovel , lit fire
starved Wolves, and A set wire.
my love waS found, beaten and marred,
his face indistinguishable and charred.
i lost my loves to the Mountains of snow
once they came up, thEy never returned.
ScreamSo I'll stand and yell it to the ceiling
to celebrate the fact that i'm alive and breathing.
I'll take your hand to try and share this feeling.
The only thing I can do is stand and scream.
"I still fucking love you."
And hope it starts the healing.
A Deaf Poet"A Deaf Poet"
By: Ulrich J S Edelstein
+Not being able to hear
The sounds of morning or night,
Not being able to appear
On stage in the spot light.
+Sadness being brought upon him,
As he can't hear the music vibrating in his ears.
All the love for the sounds of life grow dim
And stirring inside his mind, all of his fears.
+He won't be able to hear all those precious tones
Of their dear voices.
Feeling as if all he has to depend on is his weak bones,
To keep him moving forward with all these little choices.
+The wind blows heavily and the thunder roars ferociously,
But he doesn't notice.
Except the rain pouring outside, he awaiting cautiously
For the crackling lightning to strike, rather hopeless.
+He won't hear your breath against his neck,
Nor the beating of his own heart.
The emptiness he already had, t'was just a speck,
But it had grown and his warmness shall depart.
+His pain is loosening, breaking free
Of his mind, letting lose all the insanity
That he has sealed up inside
By: Ulrich J S Edelstein
-My thoughts alter
Of each passing day.
They never stay identical.
-At a single moment
They could be cordial, charming, or gratifying.
Then they could alter drastically
Into thoughts of outrageous things.
-They could go from endearing, delightful and virtuous,
To homicidal and barbaric.
Thoughts of inspiration and aspiration,
To murderous and torturous plotting.
-I could think that I like someone,
Thinking they are full of elegance, charm, and intensity,
To insufferable, ghastly beings of this Earth.
Drastically altering my mood along with my thoughts.
-All is well at one moment,
And then all is heart breaking at another.
Becoming aware no one really cares.
People who are supposed to support you, disrespect you immensely.
-My thoughts alter when I fall and no one is there for me to lean on.
I think that they are caring people,
Then disrespectful, low pieces of debris
That animals urinate all over.
-My thoughts alter all the time.
Wolf in sheep's clothingWe create our own demons
Provide the sparks for our own madness
We sacrifice TRUTH for IDEALS...
And at times IDEALS for TRUTH...
..or perhaps unnaturally...
Are we sane?
Or are we simply victims of a delusion that we've so desperately wanted to be fact
Life is CHAOS...
Because it's unending...
Because it's unchanging...
..It is ORDER.
It has become the norm of our lives
It's a wound in the lives of all who are still breathing
Rise up and disrupt the natural order of this world...
Create some TRUE CHAOS...
Make this world better...
You wolves in sheep's clothing..
You SHEEP in WOLVES' clothing...
Don't throw your soul away...
Don't become savage...
Don't lose your gentleness...
Don't lose you
I Shut the World OutsideThe bright autumn leaves
and cheer me up.
This is our spot,
but right now I am alone.
I trail my fingers,
along the bridge
the world, my anger, everything
The path leads me
into the forest.
The world doesn't exist,
I've shut them out.
I run to you
Don't let me go.
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