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I'm Done.I can feel
kiss my cheek
through the numbness,
were supposed to
was supposed to
what have they
for who I've
Apology.I'll spend my life,
if my existence
may be so called,
apologizing for everything,
could never be my fault,
because every horrible thing
can be traced back
Sorry, I Love You.You swore
to make me feel
all the pain
I caused you
by destroying everything
My heart broke
and tears fell
from my eyes,
as you killed yourself.
Empty Pages.You are the perfect story,
A plot unfurling from your touch,
And poetry in your eyes.
You speak with golden glory,
Into sentences of hate,
And promises of lies.
You are the book
I never had the words to write.
Fallen.I wonder how many tears
Lucifer has shed,
when he sees the scars on his back
and remembers he once possessed wings.
Probably still less than me
when I look at your memories
and see the hollow space
from where you cut me out.
Horology.Like a clock,
you said you'd wait
but I forgot
to replace the battery,
NightmaresI don't want to fall asleep
I can't bare to close my eyes
I can't stand what's inside my head
Be it made of truth or lies
'Cause when I fall asleep
The nightmares take place
The worst things I can imagine
Scarier than any screaming face
In my dreams
I see you there
But you're hurting me on purpose
And you don't seem to care
I see you with other girls
And you look so happy
And I'm stood there screaming
Telling you it should be me
But you're not listening
You're too busy having fun
I can't get away from what I'm seeing
No matter how much I try to run
I'm seeing you with girlfriends
I've never even heard of
Telling them they're beautiful
As I start to sob
Then I wake up in the dark
And I'm lying here alone
With no one here to comfort me
Just me on my own
You may think the worst part is over
But it's only just begun
'Cause when I go back to sleep
I know I'll have another one
Nightmares that leave me crying
When I wake up in bed
Wishing every night
That they would stay out my head
But I kno
Red ScreamsSmiling at me, shiny silver teeth
Begging my wrist
For one chaste
Grinning at me, that evil smirk
Making my heart pound
So sharp so
I know I
And really I
Arm’s too full of blood
From attempts to
Join the stars.
Photo album of
My diary of my
I am still
I adopted your scars onto my bodyYou came to me in the midnight of your life
While I was in the twilight of mine
I was barely breathing
But you were suffocating
And so I breathed my air into your lungs
Leaving myself to be the one gasping instead
Perhaps it was the angst of your soul that drew me in
Or the beauty of the pain in your nature
The selfish selflessness that left me in such wonder that I could ignore the pain i felt
I adopted your scars onto my raw flesh
So that you could again walk among the living
While I laid in happy agony in the grave you abandoned
You promised to return so that we could change places one day...
...i'd like to see the stars, fall
and kiss the
i'd make a wish as they'd shatter its glow
into a million little pieces, and
across the seas.
one day, these lights will go
out; one day, that wish will come
[shut your eyes and imagine
PsychoI see what isn't there
No one yells yet I can hear
The silence screams my name
No one can feel my pain
Inside I'm a mess
Outside I try my best
Happiness made of plastic
Surrounded by the night
I see faces and try to fight
I close my eyes and yell, "GO!"
Everyone's a little psycho
A person inside my head
On panic it is fed
Red, the color of fear
The monsters draw near
Scars on my arms
I beg and it harms
Just let me be
One day I'll be free
I curl up and cry
All I want is to die
I've become my own foe
Everyone's a little psycho.
a little more
(or maybe we'd just go broke).
how to prepare your body*
first, cut your hair short
(but not shorter than it's ever been)
so you can grow it back over the years
together with your grief.
leave your eyes alone for the time being -
you'll need them to see everything clearly
like an animal corpse decomposing
in slow, slow motion
(scorch the lids if you think you'll
want to close them)
unhinge your jaw -
you will need to do this
in order to swallow more
(of your own pride, mostly).
leave the rest of your face intact
so you can lose it piece by piece
as you go along.
your neck needs to be broken at a precise angle
to make it appear as if you are laughing
while in pain from having your hair pulled back
viciously to the side, exposing your throat
put a two ton weight on each shoulder
have them shaped as an angel and devil
just for laughs.
remove every other vertebra
so you still have some backbone left.
put ice cubes on the exposed nerves
and play it cool.
try not to damage your arms.
you'll need them for holding on to moving vehicle
I thought you were the rain, but no,
I was the rain. I meant to drown you. I
wanted you to be inescapably drenched-
your trachea clogged, your mouth an 'O'
of desperate gasping, your lips parted
and blue. If I wasn't enough to die for,
I wouldn't ever be enough.
Your disappearances were noted with
darkened clouds- thick and heavy, tight
with waiting. You always returned with a
thunderclap, moving me to a downpour of
deprived longing. I was a flood and you
were a desert begging to be a sea. But
flood-waters river into oceans, and
deserts are meant to be dry.
It was selfish of me to treat you
like a boat- I liked you better capsized.
But in your shipwrecked depravity, you
sought sunshine and calm, so I took pity
on your seasick state and blew over lands
thirsty for my brand of nourishment. Then
when, with saltcaked skin and cracked lips,
you ached for my answer to dehydration, I
was busy raining over the lush.
In your time of drought, I placed the
blame in your ribcage li
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