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StarbrightDear Stars I see in the sky
I watch you as I cry and cry
Dear falling star, where did you go?
Please come back, I miss you so.
You told to me your true reason
the reason you shine in the dark of the night
And then you disappeared without a sight.
Dear stars, I care for you.
I tell you things I never knew.
Dear stars, stay with me.
I'll follow you into eternity.
You, against the dark of the night.
I scream with you into tonight.
Stars implode, explode, reload
and in that space, time begins to slow
Dear falling stars are you coming for me?
trying to answer my unspoken plea?
You fall and fall, till soon you die
I cant even say good-bye.
Dear stars, stop this! don't fall!
Your my secret friends I wish to call!
If you aren't there what can I do?
but sit there and cry over you...
My secret friends for whom I cry
cant I follow you to die...?
I'll enter that black hole that is my heart
And hoping you and I can restart
Next time I hope, this wont repeat
And we will for once actually meet.
I Am MeThere's a feeling I keep hidden
For I believe it is forbidden
To hate the world you were born into
I told this to someone I knew
I was labeled
I had never heard of emo before
And it sent my soul to war
I DID wear the color black a lot
not caring if the weather was hot
I became a reject
It happened so fast
when I became the outcast
That one girl everyone knows
Who seemed to be the lowest of the lows
I couldn't care less
I had already started to suspect
That the world was completely wrecked
There actions just told me
That humans where just leftover debris
I started reading
Oh, what joy it was to me
To find myself in a world that would never be
Practically flawless, I saw so much life
When those characters went through such strife
I started to hurt
Those people around me
would not hear my plea
I wanted that taunting to cease
For the weight, of the chains they drew around my ankles increased
Life lost its meaning
I withdrew from their kind
down deep into my mind
Where those worlds that wou
DrawingI have a picture in my mind
I want to somehow get it onto paper
I want to share the right side
of my brain to you.
A secret thought
is hidden in this picture
that's tucked away
on the right side
of my hollow cranium
I try.I really do
But is seems I cant convey
this picture to you
My hand just creeps across
the blank page Id hope to fill
with that secret thought
It seems to me,
Im just not good enough
To share with you
my secret thoughts
or even my secret words
I draw. And draw.
but cant get that picture in my mind
onto that blank piece of paper
that now crumpled piece of paper
lying in the trash can surrounded by failures
I cant seem to get it right
It ends up wrong
not what I wanted
but what I keep getting
I want to draw.
much better than I will ever be.
Alice, Dear AliceOh Alice, Dear Alice
Its you I want to be
So I'll follow you down that rabbit hole
For wonderful Wonderland is my goal.
The White Rabbit hops
More quickly than I
But I'll still follow
Oh look, this cat smiles
A mischievous grin
He points down a road
I know I haven't been
Why I'll go to the tea party
With the March Hare
Because the Mad Hatter
Does not really care
I'll talk and I'll cough
With Mr.Caterpillar as he shows off
And I'll keep watch as he fly's off
I'll eat the mushroom that makes me grow tall
I'll go to the other side, and grow quite small
'Drink me' The label says
'Eat me' The box recommends
I'll paint the roses red
With a few guards
Who look quite like cards
I'll sing and I'll dance
And I'll scream and I'll Shout
When the Red Queen is romping about
Screaming "Off with her head!"
Alice, Ive become quite like you
When its the Jaberwokky
I run into.
Oh Alice, Dear Alice
It seems just like you
Ive been chased from the palace
From the world I have grown used too.
Different People, Different Pain
He wants to fight for his country
Yet he's tried to kill himself 23 times
He's fallen in love with a girl
Who doest know if she loves him
He was the outcast before
and cant seem to forget the pain
The Bubbly girl
She smiles and laughs
And cry's behind the scenes
The Popular girl
The one everyone flocks to
yet she hides the scars on her arms
Then there is me.
I cant label myself
because I dont know who I am
But I want to scream and cry
because I cant stop there pain
I respect the fact that you had the courage to do something I could not
Im sorry, I cant help you
I admire the fact that you could fall in love, something I dont know if I can do
Im sorry, I cant help you
I sympathize with you, I know your pain all to well
Im sorry,I cant help you
The Bubbly one
I am Amazed that you can smile and laugh, when your so clearly in pain
Im sorry, I cant help you
The Popular girl
I am blown away at how you seem to be in pain, y
Sound in my Soul
My heart begins to beat
To the silent,slow and sweet
Sound in my soul.
I began to lose control
Of everything I know
I felt as pure as snow.
Out of everything I had
This feeling made me glad.
How could I have survived so long
Without this beautiful song?
Im starting to believe
That this feeling will never leave.
I begin to sing aloud
Im on the brink,
About to overflow
Lets get this going
And start the show.
I miss you.
Dad I miss you.
Why do people say your 'sick'?
Why dont I see you anymore?
Please tell me whats wrong.
I know your angry.
I know why your angry.
But cant you visit more often at least?
I miss the house we used to live in.
I miss the animals we had.
I miss our hamsters, Flour and Flower.
I miss your cat, Butch.
I miss those rolling green acres behind our house.
I miss the old musty smell of my messy room.
I miss the quick drive to the mountains exploring.
Why did they send me to live with Grammy?
Why did we move so far away?
I miss you most of all.
Korra's official biographyFullmetal Alchemist Character Information
Name (last, first): Colthearts,Korra
Nickname(s): The Death seeker alchemist
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Birthday: Winter 12
Life Story: Her parents were killed passing through Ishval (during the time of the war ) you can read this in my prologue y'know. ill put it down in the description thing
About Him/Her: Doesn't like to show emotion to much. Tends to shy away from people, but even if she doesn't realize it, if she has a friend she'll strand by that friend forever. She can use alchemy without moving,but it drains her energy which she doesn't show.
Personality: hot-tempered, cold, trust-worthy, has a strong sense of justice.
Good Habit(s): likes to read.
Bad Habit(s): tends to speak her mind ( the first time she met ed he was shouting about someone calling him short and annoyed he was making a fuss she shouted to him "SHUT UP YOU MIDGET!!"), stays up f
The pen is mightier than the sword.
No,The pen makes the sword.
The pen makes the sky.
The pen makes the animals.
The pen makes the dragons, and wizards.
The pen makes the house I live in.
The pen makes the kings and queens.
The pen makes the country and the the ruler
The pen makes the light and darkness.
The pen makes the windows you see
and the feelings you've come to know
The pen makes the story which I can see with closed eyes
With my pen,I make different story's
Ive made people,Ive made castle's.
Ive made friends and Ive made family.
But I know the funny fact.
Im just a character in someone else's story.
And so are you.
ExposureThere are so many reasons to pick a four leafed clover.
There are so many reasons to cry and die and fight over.
There are so many reasons to let my pulse have a different composer.
There are so many reasons to smile and laugh and stay sober.
There are so many reasons why I can't love her.
Soon to topple downwards
Into a mess never to be cleansed
By its unknowing argumentative owners
Who didn't even notice the fall of their creation
And who most likely wouldn't care if they did notice
For the focus has always been on the endless argument
Never on the silent growing of a disastrous and deadly storm
Who finally snapped and unleashed hell upon the people below
But not an outwards hell like the one formed from the argument
An inner hell like that of a personal fire that was never ceased of coal
And now the aftermath, a broken tower and an outward hell forever evolving
And at rubble dear but glance do deser
SleepIf I could sleep believe me I would, but it's not
as easy as it looks.
The constant fear of running the wrong way,
bad dream, bad story to say.
Don't fall too deep, because the darkness can keep -
keep the warmest part of your soul and
rip it to pieces then let it go.
Broken you will wander the world like I am,
imagination will be all you have.
The voices won't tell you the right way, you will hide,
but will be unable to run away.
Hear me, go to sleep, don't think too deep.
It will catch you and make you belong.
Close your eyes but not for too long.
Stay awake just enough to fulfill what you need,
hallways full of paths are nearby and doors with broken
keys. But once you find yourself, you will find the
shiny one you really need.
© Martina H.
˙˙˙ʎɐʍɐ ǝpɐɟ ʎןןɐnpɐɹƃ I puɐ
вʋт иσ σиɛ ƨαω тнιƨ
иσ σиɛ иσтιcɛ∂
тнɛʏ ƨιмρℓʏ ωαℓκɛ∂ σғғ
Ѳя тσℓ∂ мɛ тнαт Ɩ иɛɛ∂ɛ∂ мσяɛ
How far down did I fall? Am I still falling? How much effort will I need to apply to climb back up?
La amistad y el amor no se compranMuchos padres que están acostumbrados, a vivir de lujos y quieren lo mismo para sus hijos, quieren que se relacionen con personas que tengan su mismo nivel económico, por que dice que ellos le pueden dar de todo, pero hay algo que no se compra y es el cariño.
El dinero solo compra cosas materiales, pero que es mejor ¿tener mucho dinero y estar solo, o tener lo necesario y estar acompañado?
No les pueden decir los padres a los hijos que su bien estar debe enfocarse solo en lujos.
Muchos que tiene dinero resultan ser muy groseros, y se burlan de la gente pobre o media, pero no se dan cuenta de que ellos también tiene sentimientos, pueden no tener lo mejor para vivir pero tiene lo necesario, y viene siendo mas honrados porque pueden no vivir con reyes pero ellos tiene mas que cariño tiene apoyo.
En la amistad uno no debe de comprarla con regalos, debe ganársela con respeto y amabilidad, si tiene amigos solo por que les dan cosas, que
me siento sola, abatida sin ganas de ver a nadie y me pongo a pensar....
¿Porque es asi?
Aveces pienso... que en en realidad no hay nadie que me comprenda realmente y tan vez es asi...
Aveces siento que nadie me escucha que soy invisible y eso aveces puede ser bueno pero la soledad aveces puede ser mejor que la compañia... asi no tenidria a nadie que me criticara los conosca o no, es mas doloroso no escucharlo...
No lo se, no se por que siento que todavia no he encontrado a esa persona que me comprenda que me entienda que pueda entenderme con solo mirarme, aveces las personas me preguntan que tengo sin saber ni siquiera mi exprecion, tal vez por que me ven callada o seria y en realidad no me entienden y por eso digo que no hay con quien pueda tener una coneccion, alguien que en verdad me entienda, que con tan solo mirarme a los ojos me diga lo que siento que sea esa persona que me entienda de verdad, es por eso que aveces me siento como un fantasma, ese es uno d
Det ar orden vi bar med oss..- Hej.
(Ditt leende var genuint och jag fann mig förtrollad.)
(Jag försökte låta nonchalant, men kunde inte hindra rodnaden som spreds på mina kinder.)
- Jag vill träffas.
(Mina händer skakade då jag tryckte på SKICKA, tänk om du inte ville?!)
- Är på väg!
(Mitt hjärta skapade nästan ett permanent hem i min hals. Tänk att du kunde göra mig så nervös.)
- Jag älskar dig!
(Chocken och förvåningen fick mig nästan att tappa mobilen.)
- Jag älskar dig också!
(Och jag menade det, från djupet av mitt hjärta!)
- Jag orkar inte mer.
(Orken hade tagit slut och viljan hade sedan länge lämnat dig. Jag försökte hjälpa dig, men jag var inte stark nog.)
- Jag s
Its kind of Funny...It's kind of funny what you see
From all the people you'll never be
Secret thoughts inside my head
Always fill me with lots of dread
One little lie, one little word
That i should have never heard
Become my life,become my earth
Making me question my worth
So right now i hope to be
Someone other than just me.
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