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Lonely WalkI take a lonely stroll down this dark road,
Trying to find my way home,
I hear crying screaming a world falling apart,
A little kid with a broken heart,
The blood flows and the trees die,
We're all left asking why?
Why did we give up so quickly,
What does this world truly mean to me,
We hate as a race,
We beat it's a disgrace,
How much do we have to lose before we stop,
100 kids taking their own lives a second is that enough?
I'm sick of all this stuff,
Stand up for the broken,
Be the hero,
Not just a following zero.
VoicesThe voices in my head are telling me to run,
From day one it felt right,
We've never even really got into a fight,
But as time rolls on your veil lifts,
All I see are flying fists,
Your words hit like a heavyweight,
Your lack of motivation fills me with hate,
A darkness takes over my world,
You were once my perfect girl,
Now the reason for my falling down this abyss,
My life has taken a backseat to trying to keep you happy,
It's becoming a tiring worthless role I'm not sappy,
I'm a happy asshole I don't need a significant other to live,
I have a lot of hate but more love to give,
Please let me end this and please don't cry,
Don't come to me and ask why,
You know exactly why you left me high and dry,
I shouldn't have to wait for you hand and knee,
Just tear my heart out because I know you want to,
DarknessConfused on what to do,
In the beginning I thought the one was you,
but as we go on,
I think I was all wrong,
A forgotten memory,
An unsung song,
Talking to you is like talking to a brick wall,
I build myself only to fall,
Maybe one day your heart will shine through,
But that's a shot in the dark a whistle that never blew,
Darkness clouds what we call a relationship,
Slowly turning into what many know as a relationshit.
Forever Ended Yesterday.Your love is wearing thin you only love me to get by,
I'm your easy satisfaction just a cheap high,
Do yourself a favor and get out of my life,
I don't need you and I don't need this strife,
A love that is real is what I long for,
One where I don't put in so much effort and feel like a whore,
You're a mirage you look so sweet at first,
But you lack the substance to quence my thirst,
I can't believe you treated me this way,
Bitch forever ended yesterday.
.44My dreams turn into nightmares when I arise,
The tears start pouring from my eyes,
I saw you and I held you only to be ripped away,
But now to start another monotonous day,
I struggle to find happiness in a dark world,
Without you in my arms I'll lay here my body curled,
All I can see is your face,
Helping to bring light to a hopeless place,
Please let me sleep forever,
All I want to do is hold her,
I close my eyes shut clutching that .44,
My tears streaming down my face hitting the floor,
Now I can be with her forever more.
Consumed.My heart is dark and my mind is clouded,
I hear your voice but can't see because it's crowded,
A raven swoops down and grabs at my skin,
My blood hits the ground as it grins,
It's heart full of happiness from causing sorrow,
Flying high in the sky it prepared for a better tomorrow,
Gotta keep holding on like a phoenix I will rise,
With the darkness the inevitable is my demise,
Silence is golden well it's a good start,
But too much silence can destroy a heart.
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
Clear WristA clear wrist, barren of scars,
as opposed to skin sauntered in marks,
tells a trickier story than it's soiled and raw,
uncaring, unkempt counter part.
Bravery, I think it holds,
the strength to bare unimaginable loads
of pain and suffering through endless times,
and withstanding the agony of sleepless nights.
Some think it is fear, the reluctance to cut,
but I believe it opposite, it show courage and guts.
To bear your pain without a nick on your wrist,
is like a solider braving his terrain while being torn limb from limb.
Agonizing as it is, to hide your pain,
you do it so well, and no attention you'll gain.
At the end of the day, it's not cry for attention,
rather a cry for the victory that's silently mentioned.
Your scars are those not self inflicted,
and despite the gnawing intention,
to harm yourself and ease your pain,
the scars you earn are rightfully gained.
In a room of those who have jumped the gun,
and left traces of blood deep in their arms,
do not be tempted to do the sam
dark circlesi haven't slept well in 14 days
my eyes droop pretty colors
'50 shades of purple and grey,
they're bags and they're designer'
making jokes is how i cope
with chapped lips and constant chap-stick
it tastes like honey and mint
i laugh and say i'm addicted.
hooded lids and sleepy smiles
during lunch at subway
my friends ask if I'm okay
I say that I'm just tired.
but really when I see him with her
my heart sinks to the tiles
she's pretty and witty and sure as hell she can sing
and i'm just a loud bone-collector.
when I see her with him,
dancing and laughing and grinning,
the ring on her finger
laughs at my singularity.
for as much as i lie and as much as i try
my loneliness still creeps in,
because no matter how much they protest,
i'm still the lowly fifth-wheel.
walking behind them on sidewalks
that are wide, but built for four
smiles and laughs when they look back
but the frown creeps evermore.
pelvis peaks through paper-thin skin
and knuckles white and pale
my ribs are empty, my bo
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
ValhallaWe stand ready to fight them,
They've come to take our land,
But as we chant these great words,
"Odin, far-wanderer, grant us wisdom,
Courage, and victory.
Friend Thor, grant us your strength.
And both be with us"
Their blood will cover our swords,
We will fight all of the incoming hordes!
Together we stand for one final fight,
One final fight for our homeland!
Stand with me brothers!
Let us rip their throats from their bodies!
The sound of clashing steel rings loud,
I can smell blood and see it as it splashes my face,
They made a mistake when they came to our place!
This is Valhalla our home, our life, and our hearts!
Everything we are is Valhalla we will win this fight!
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