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I'll Be Your ShieldWhen you've no strength of your own to wield,
Allow me, my friend, to act as your shield,
When you're cold, betrayed, and left for dead,
I'll reach out my hand, help lift up your head,
Forgive me, my friend, for perfection escapes me,
I'm not without troubles, as you surely will see,
But that means not that I will leave you behind,
That simply means, if you'd be so kind,
That there may come a day, when I must turn to you,
And ask of you the things, that once got you through,
But no matter what, I'll always be here,
Aiding, protecting, there's no need to fear,
And though your sense of solitude seems to have grown,
As long as I'm here, you're never alone.
Love Trapped In DarknessSurpassed by the ones confirming you're lost,
Forced into nothing, unaware of the cost,
Faded, berated, broken, and tried,
Unforgiving of the tears you've cried,
Cast into darkness by the ones you held dear,
It's anything and everything you've now come to fear,
Scared, alone, and taken aback,
It appears as if life has faded to black,
But even you know that better days await,
They're just hard to see in your current state,
Until those days come, you must do your best,
You must show the world you are not what they suggest,
You're NOT lost, You're NOT done, You're NOT gone,
You're going to show them that you still can go on,
Forget what they say, what they do, what they think,
Because when the darkness subsides, you'll no longer sink,
When you arise from the darkness, there I will stand,
Ready and willing, reaching out my hand,
Together, we will find a place to hide,
A place where the darkness cannot come inside,
We'll hide there forever, just you and me,
And live there together, happy as
The Mysterious Feeling Of LoveLove,
Quite a mystery,
It holds on tight to our chest,
Clenches on to never let go,
We don't choose who we love,
It chooses its own targets,
That's not always a good thing,
Some people you love feel not the same for you,
They're not bad people,
Their love is simply not targeting you,
It's quite tragic, yes,
But it's not for us to decide,
No matter how much you love them,
It won't change this fact,
It will never happen in its current state,
All you can do,
Be the friend you should be,
Show them you care,
You cannot force love on to another,
It may never happen,
But there is always someone else,
Someone more likely to share your feelings,
Don't lose sight of what is important,
Do you know?Do you know?
Do you know how I feel?
No one understands,
Even I cannot comprehend it,
I am complex,
Did you know?
You only see one side of me,
The side I hide is for good reason,
I put on a smile,
I pretend to laugh,
I pretend I'm happy,
I'm tired of pretending,
It weighs on me,
A burden longing to be cast aside,
You didn't know?
I hid it well,
Don't blame yourself,
There was nothing you could have done,
The burden was mine,
Your burdens are heavy as well?
I didn't know.
Split (The Battle For Optimism)I am but as a child,
Innocent, happy, and free,
I love the life I live,
Nothing can bring me down,
Except for my other half,
The half I fight with daily,
The half of me that I locked away,
It's inside a box, but it wants to break out,
It's all of my pain, my sorrow, and my fears,
It's all of my anxieties, my flaws, and my negative thoughts,
When I sealed them, I felt much better,
But I fear now that I've only suppressed them,
They're breaking free of their prison,
They're trying to return, more prominent than ever, I fear,
Whatever becomes of me after my darker half is free, it's not who I want to be,
I will go back to the way I was,
I will be my old, self loathing, depressed self,
Will I be able to reseal these feelings in time?
In time to stop myself from turning,
I expect the worst,
Maybe that's just a side-effect of their hold on me,
All the negativity is flowing through me,
Is it too late to stop the process?
Am I too far gone?
I'll fight it for as long as I can,
But what will bec
An emotion we all strive for,
But what is happiness?
How do we attain true happiness?
Happiness is only as far away as you let it be,
It's only as attainable as you make it,
There's no need to live your life being sad,
Happiness can be just around the corner,
You just have to let it be so,
And once you do,
You just might find,
You're much better off without those negative emotions.
Thank You For Opening My EyesDoes it make you feel better when you treat me this way?
Do you get enjoyment out of my everlasting pain?
What have I ever done to you?
You tell me I'm a waste of space,
That I have no business breathing the same air you breathe,
Is it fun for you when I start to cry?
Is it fun knowing that these scars on my arm will always be here,
Reminding me that I'm nothing but a waste of your precious space,
Reminding me that the oxygen I breathe is yours,
I see you laughing with your friends,
Are you talking to them about me?
How you told me I was worthless,
How you told me that my parents split up because of me,
I'd like to say that I don't believe a word you say,
But to be honest,
After hearing it so much,
I have begun to believe it,
That's why my knife sits, bloody, on my desk beside my bed,
That's why my mom won't look at me in the eyes anymore,
You've made me lose respect for myself,
And as a result, everyone else has lost respect for me,
They don't know that you did this to me,
They seem t
Humans We All AreHumans we all are,
Humans we shall always be,
We are not all the same,
We are different in our own ways,
Some are good at sports,
Some are good at drawing,
Some can play an instrument,
And some can even sing,
Some enjoy video games,
Some enjoy board games,
Some enjoy card games,
And some would rather not partake,
Some are gay,
Some are straight,
Some are bi,
And some don't care,
Some are Christian,
Some are Pagan,
Some are Jewish,
And some choose not to have religion,
Some do this,
Some do that,
Some do everything,
And some do nothing,
Humans we all are,
Humans we shall always be,
Just because we're different,
Doesn't make us strange,
It doesn't make us stupid,
Most of all, it doesn't make us any less human,
We're all alike at the core of it all,
Humans we all are,
And humans we shall remain.
Shell Of What It WasMy soul aches for an end to this torture,
My heart aches for it lays, in pieces, on the ground,
My body aches because my brain no longer cares what happens,
My feet have decided that it's no longer worth the trip to get to you,
My chest is nothing but an empty cave, waiting for my heart to be repaired,
My life is a shell of what it was,
I walk aimlessly, neither living nor dead,
Simply existing in this world,
I've been broken,
I need repairs,
Otherwise, I'll never be happy again,
This pain only ceases for moments at a time,
Then it comes back so much worse than before,
I've never been completely broken before,
This is what it feels like,
I could get used to this, I suppose...
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
VesselYour heart is a compass.
Broken, perhaps, but I know
It’s always searching for the North Star.
Which way will your beard point tonight?
Southern modernizationBlack comedy market economy, banana peel political humour, cards with the cartels, the solution free room service and credit the union. Bolivar twist, ding dong dollar under control, valley of the coin desert with no value. Gangsta paradise, the victims are the people. Big mac and cold conflict interference a part of it all. In little Mexico you’d need a high horse to jump the great border wall that boasts its peak.
Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
FallingFailure after failure
A life not worth living
Lost in my misery
Long gone are the good moments
I keep falling
Nothing can save me now
Gone my hopes are
Darkest MoonI celebrate my right to live;
To the dismay of some, perhaps
It should be noted
These words I write, however true
Are only portions of the moon
I’ve decide to shine light upon.
But who am I to preach respect?
Who Am I to preach equality?
An advocate for re-personification
Of the female gender
But exhibits cannibalistic characteristics
Within dark spaces.
I am a shadow
Hidden within an Eggshell, painted pink,
Waiting to hatch.
Is the darkness
The night brought upon us.
Predators of the nightA gust of wind
Blowing through our hair
The dead leaves
Cracking under our feet
The night sky
A blanket over our heads
And the full moon
Blessing us with its silver light
A perfect night for us hunters
To look for our prey
A Friend Is...Friends,
They're there when you need them,
They're there when you don't,
They've always got your back,
Through thick and thin,
Through good and bad,
They try to understand you,
They try to put themselves in your shoes,
They help you through the hard times,
Through thick and thin,
Through good and bad,
A friend is a friend forever.
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