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Here's To The Kids.Here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them.
Here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars.
Here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool.
Here's to the kids who listened to Fall Out Boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV... and blame MTV for ruining their life.
Here's to the kids who care more about the music then the haircuts.
Here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush.
Here's to the kids who hum "A Little Less 16 Candles A Little More Touch Me" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night.
Here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart... from someone who didn't even know they existed.
Here's to the kids who have read The Perks of Being A Wall Flower & didn't feel so alone after doing so.
Here's to the kids who spend their days in photo booths with their best friends.
Here's to the kids who are straight up
Fairytales are our NightmaresThere was once a girl trying to be like everyone else.
And when everything failed, she began build a world of magic.
She left our world carelessly behind and became trapped by her lies.
She slipped on the glass slipper and cracked every mirror.
She stole stars and put them in her eyes. Twinkling with every lie.
But no one had told her bad events occurred in this dreamworld.
Her Prince Charming was suicidal.
Her tea party caught on fire.
The seven dwarfs ate her heart and she runs without love.
No one had mentioned that fairytales were really nightmares in another form.
She followed the white rabbit home. Down the hole. Back to reality. Trying to ease back in her old life.
What's Left Of MeI stood before the mirror, staring at my reflection.
It suddenly shattered, slicing my skin.
My flesh battered, with blood running from within.
A corner of the mirror still in place flashed
as I remembered the wine in the glass.
I understood the dream.
What's left of the mirror, is what's left of me.
Which Hurts More?Love can wrap its arms around you forever.
While Hate can trap you in its clutches.
But Love can shatter your heart, all together.
And Hate just flows through the air, minding its business.
But, Which Hurts More?
Which one makes us bury our emotions in deep beyond the floor?
Which one makes us so angry or sad that we can't even show it.
Which one says you can't do it one bit.
Love has this warm and fuzzy feeling,
Hate is uneasy and unappealing.
But Love can take half your soul away,
And Hate just takes your self-esteem for a slay.
I still do not fully understand,
someone, anyone, please explain this to me for my one stand.
but shh, don't tell anybody else,
For they, will banish us.
To know is one concept while to not know is unexciting.
So, please, make this quick, inviting.
My only question for this situation is;
Which Hurts More?
Why can't you see me?Why can't you see me?
I stand right in front of your eyes.
Why can't you hear me?
I whisper how much I love you in your ears.
Why can't you feel me?
I hug you at every chance I get.
So, why is it so hard to say you love me?
You never stare at me the way I stare at you.
You never touch my hand like I do.
Is it so hard to look at me?
Am I so ugly you can't bare my touch?
Do you hate me because I whisper 'I love you' in your ears?
You avoid me to well.
You miss me and I know it.
I will never look at you again.
I will never say a word to you again.
I will never touch you or hug you with every chance.
You see me now.
You can hear me now.
You can feel me now.
What I see is a disgrace from you.
What I say is 'I Hate You' in your ears.
Why do we do the things we do?Sometimes I wonder, what if people aren't leaving you
What if you're the one who is running way
Blindly leaving those who love you
Blaming your faults on them
Stuck in this parallel universe
Just trying to find your way home
And if you ever reached home...
What would you say?
You abandoned them
Sorry doesn't bandage their battle scars
How are you to explain
That you weren't yourself?
Do you even know what you're like?
No one knows who they really are
No one knows what they are capable of
Or why we do the things we do
We don't know why we leave those who love us
For those who couldn't care less if we were dead
We don't know why we thrive for attention
Even when we have all the attention we need
We want to be loved
Yet, we don't know how to begin loving ourselves
We want to be remembered
Yet, we forget others so easily
Why do we do the things we do?
It's the biggest life mystery you'll ever face
But it's the one case you'll never solve, my dear.
Dictionary You know you're in LOVE
when you go to the dictionary
cross out "love"
and put someone's name instead.
Daisy ChainsHeld captive
in your daisy chains
yet incapable of breaking free
I envy those held
in iron shackles for
even they have more
free will than me.
It was I who choose
my own prison
lost in your far away eyes
so stepped into your snare
woven only out of air.
My cage is one without bars
but I have no more ability to leave
than a man locked behind
immovable metal doors.
I watched you weave
links of wild flowers
to slip around my wrists
knowing once it was in place
I would never walk free again
but helpless I was
to make a motion to stop
your daisy chains
from binding me.
Simply End.I don't want to feel anymore
Nothing at all
I don't even want to be
Sometimes I want to dissapear from the world
I don't know what to do!
Im so lost
I feel so much,
my feelings are violent
I want to cry it all out
But my parents would freak out
And bother me
But sometimes I wish I could tell them everything
Just spill everything out
Just pour my feelings out
I listen to everyone
I let them pour there problems into me and I listen
Because no one else listens to them
And I guess Im a good listener
But I wish I had that one friend like me that would listen to anything and not judge
I wish my whole life was perfect
And that it would never mess up
Im so confused
I want this to all end.
Just simply end.
Let's RunLet's run
B a r e f o o t
Across the soft black sky,
Toes sinking into inky velvet;
We'll leave footprints
The Milky Way
And get stars
In our hair
Life AgainIf you had the chance,
Would you start again?
If you had the chance,
Would you love again?
Would give life a second try?
Could you kill the pain inside?
Would you burn the heartbreak and dry the tears?
Could you keep the fears and rage inside?
Is it really worth it?
Is it worth the death?
All the sadness and rage
The love and hate?
Is it worth living again?
Sorry...Always make you so mad...
So I think the best thing to do
Would be for me to stop speaking my mind
And Lie instead...
That MorningWe were going to go out,
but then you couldn't,
So i came to your house and we hired some movies.
We hired the scariest movies just so we could be hard core,
but I think you just wanted me to be scared and hold you,
I hoped so too.
For some reason we had been spending lots of time together,
We were best friends but i could tell something in you felt more,
I know i did.
The first movie we sat next to each other and tried to be scared,
The second we just couldn't help but laugh, and you made it so much funnier,
You are good at making me laugh.
But then the third movie i only remember parts of, because i couldn't help but stare at you,
And the fourth we didn't watch, just let it run all the way through the credits,
Because you were watching me too.
Then we found ourselves just laying together for hours,
Just staring into each other's eyes barely saying a word,
You have beautiful eyes.
Then suddenly it was the early hours of the morning,
the sun was slowly rising, and we continued to lay u
VanishedI can't feel any happiness, sadness...
All of that vashished with my tears
How can I even cry now
How It All Ends UpThe girl you were once friends with left you.
The nerd you grew up with became popular.
The guys that talked to you now talk to your former friend.
The bully that picks on you used to be a nerd you grew up with.
This girl who seemed unbreakable,
The guy who seemed strong,
The girl that always laughed,
The guy that never stopped trying,
Finally gave up.
You left the girl you were once friends with.
You were a nerd who became popular.
The guys that talked to your former friend now talk to you.
You pick on the nerd you grew up with.
And you broke. And crumbled. And cried. Always gave up on the impossible things.
The past became the present which became your future.
What happens in the past will affect your future and what happens in the future with affect your past.
This is how it all ends up.
How it all ended up for a simply nerdy, girl who lived in a quiet neighborhood with her friend.
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
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