Newest
RomanticsWhen I left work, I lit a cigarette and took the long way home I stopped to watch the sunset at the corner of Zehner and Freshcorn I laid on the hood of my car until the stars came out The stereo played "Album of the Year" as I sang aloud Through the music I heard a soft voice singing alongRomantics
I sat up and in my haste I fell from the car She laughed until her face was as red as mine She helped me up and said "I'm Elise" I stuttered and introduced myself I asked her if she needed a ride and she was hesitant "If you don't accept then I insist you take my jacket" She lau
by ~Destined2Fail
DecadenceI walk these winding halls Laced with open doors and open wounds Each room stands the same as I left it Stories unfinished, outcomes unknown The lighting varies between pitch black and blinding white Ironically the two are one in the same It’s all varying shades of greyDecadence
At the end of the great hall, on the west end coast Stands the most extravagant door in this dreaded complex The picture engraved tells of a once great passion Gone stale with the turning of the page Light bursts from all sides of the closed door Begging to fill the hall with its exuberance &nb
by ~Destined2Fail
SalvationThe darkness creeps and it seeps in Through the ears and eyes Images and audio clips repeat in the mind It courses through ones veins Like a suicide mission, the end is clear It surges for the heart and its home It settles in and it spreads Until the muscle itself is black with ruined pasts and broken dreams At first it’s easy to hide But over time the darkness becomes stronger Until you can no longer force that fake smile Not even for loveSalvation
For some unknown reason it only selects a choice few And from the outside it’s easy to tell Who has beco
by ~Destined2Fail
Aiming at NothingDecembers almost here You lied when you said the leaves wouldn’t fall But don’t worry your little head They never hit the ground I collected them like a beggar gathering change But irony runs through these veins And metaphors don’t get any more controversial than this I’ve run from change like it’s a race Trying my damndest to lose control With one hand on the reinsAiming at Nothing
I press these leaves in the bare pages of an empty book Sealing them away to never be seen Too afraid to take even a quick look But I’ve grown weary of my ways
by ~Destined2Fail
Favourites
I did spend timeI did spend time throwing my body over couches, sighing deep from the bellyI did spend time
to sad music and murky martinis. I was so heavy I would crash land at the bottom of long-necked bottles with red stained lips.
But I have finished that crying now. I'm standing, whole, in heels, somehow. Calloused and glittering. Living. Thing. And I'm feeling rather cat-like down here off the wing.
Devils have romanced angels since the beginning of time, charmed them stark raving naked in organized crime, and they've all gone tumbling down, skirts in the air
by ~HectateNemesis
Forsaken - BWby `isacg
the harvest“We all live in fairy-tales, some are just a little more devastating than others.”the harvest
The wind brushes over you, like rosemary kissed by gentle hands, but it only renews that numbing cold of an echoing winter. You bite the lower right end of your bottom lip, and grab the holy cross, gleaming below the vintage green skies that is abandoning it's blue hue, and think about crucifixion. The one thing that has made you begin to think about all things sharing the name of 'holy' , and then you try to understand why nature, too, must be crucified. (then you try to understand religion, and you can’t, nobody can.)
by ~GrimmestFangs
The Good Life
StuckdeviantID
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Pa
- Interests: The art of self-motivation
- Favourite movie: Into the Wild
- Favourite band or musician: Explosions in the Sky
- Favourite poet or writer: William Butler Yeats
- Favourite photographer: Schvee
- Personal Quote: Never let them see you down, smile while you're bleeding
- Email: farewell-- @hotmail.com
- AIM: xxTravisty
deviantART Community Board
Comments
Site Map
©2009 deviantART. All rights reserved
--
You're as welcome as cancer
But my door is always locked.
--
And the question that plagues my mind... is grace enough?
looooong time no talkie.
--
And the question that plagues my mind... is grace enough?
--
And the question that plagues my mind... is grace enough?
--
Live in the real world
dream of the world of the possible
you're too kind.
Previous Page12345...Next Page