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Perfect LieI live in a city of hypocrites
Perfect lies wrapped in perfection
People with no problems struggling within
People with problems that are fine
I know because I am one of them
How am I doing you ask
I'm fine my mouth says
And my heart screams to be heard
But once more I supress it
Once more I'll lie
Once more I'll pretend
Once more I'll play my part
But I'm not fine
I'm shredded inside
My whitwashed tomb looks nice
But there are skeletons inside my closet
Just once I wish we would be honest
We would spill our hearts
We'd say whay we truly believe
We'd share it all with no fears
And someday I'll find someone I can share it all with
But until then I put another coat of paint on my perfect lie
AliveI close my eyes
I listen to the dull thudding of my heart
And I know that I'm alive
I let go of it all
Trying to forget life
Losing myself in this moment
For peace only comes by night
While lying in the grass
Staring at the stars
Watching the Milky Way
Gazing upon the vastness of the galaxy
Reminding myself how small my troubles are
No trouble seems quite as large viewed from this angle
The angle of a man
On his back
TalentYou told me I was so talented
And now my talent is all I have
I wrote poems about you
Now I write about broken dreams
About girls breaking hearts and moving on
About how messed up life is
I never showed you any of them
And now I'm glad
You would not have appreciated them for what they were
For my talent is my relief
This is where I've poured the emotions you left me
The anger and bitterness
Stored on paper in ink
And now the world reads what you never did
They see what you didn't
Man UpYou tell me to man up?
Do you have any idea the hell I live through each day?
Do you know what it's like in my skin?
Do you know the thoughts that torment my mind?
Do you know many times I cry each day?
Do you know how depressed and hopeless I am?
No, you may think you know me
You may think you have me figured out
You may think you know how I feel
How I can laugh and joke
And you may think me to be heartless to you
But you don't know half the story
I cracked myself open just a touch for you
But you have know idea who I really am
I'm so much more than meets the eye
So while you cry and tell me to man up
Realize that my heart is breaking in two
Know that I'm not sure at all of my decision
Know that my body was wracked with sobs when it was done
Know that I let you go with no hope of return because I don't want to hold you back
And know that my tears are flowing inside my skin
Invisible to you
But they burn my heart like acid
I will second guess myself to my grave
But I have given you a c
Guard Your HeartI set a lock on my heart
I would not let love in or out
I protected myself from being hurt
I wouldn't take chances
But love is a chance
A chance at falling flat on your face
A chance of risking it all and losing
And every time you love
There is always a chance you will get screwed over
Always a chance you will be abandoned
Always a chance your heart will be ripped from your chest
But to not love is to not live
My heart has caved in
It has hardened
Passion has iced over
Love is dead
Oh to try again
To risk it all
To die trying
But it is too late for me
You Deserve A PrinceYou were not enough
You did not satisfy
You did not fill my desires
But for some crazy reason, you fell for me
And I fell for you
But yet I looked on as well
Searching for the next high
The next temporary pleasure
The next stupid feeling
And then I discovered the truth
I didn't find satisfaction in you
I didn't think you were enough for me
And with this came another discovery
You were too good for me
Too beautiful for my filth
Too pure for my sin
Too loving for my addiction
Why did you fall for me?
Out of everyone, you chose me
A filthy, worthless, loser
And you chose unwisely
I didn't know what I had
I didn't comprehend your beauty
I didn't comprehend your majesty
And I overlooked it all for myself
Go while you still can my dear
Leave me here
You deserve much better than me
You deserve a prince
Not a prisoner
Please leave my love
Maybe next time I'll get it right.
The Real MeSomeday soon it's all gonna blow up around me
My house of cards will fall
And I will be exposed for myself
So how will I emerge?
Will I emerge unscathed?
Will I burst forth from my cocoon as a new creation?
Or will I emerge with cuts and scars?
Will my body be bruised and broken?
The building will collapse behind me
My facade will lie in its final resting place
Somewhere called my old life
And then the world will truly see me
They may hate me for who I am
They may be shocked by what I've hid
But I will be free
No more living in the shadows
No more masking my words
The real me
Die Another DayI use to dream of changing the world
I always planned to leave my mark
But that was when I was a child
Innocence and naivety made me think I could
I started school
I had no friends
Just the daily drudge of life
Do what you're told
Turn in your work on time
That, and the unending bullying
The name calling
It was all too much
Depression came and wrapped it's arms around me
It held me tight
My dream of leaving my mark on the world changed
Instead, I left my mark on my arms
Countless cuts from my blade
Scars that will always show
She changed it all
She actually spoke to me
She cared for me
Listened to me
Dried my tears
She let me sob on her shoulder
And I knew I had found a friend
But then she left
Moved away to a new town
Maybe she was an angel
And now I sit here
The angel of death is all I have now
It sits beside me
Whispering in my ear
And I listen
Slowly I place the barrel of the gun against my head
I feel the cold steel contract my skin
Just like life
Cry from the YouthWe aren't the children you want to see
We aren't the innocent youth you wish for
We wish we were what you expect
But we aren't
No, we are broken adults in child-like bodies
What you see isn't what you get
Please don't mark off our troubles as weird
Please don't think of us as sissies and wusses
Our troubles are real
Just because you don't understand them doesn't mean they don't exist
We don't understand them ourselves
We would love to imagine them away
But we can't
This life is what we've been given
Please walk beside us
Hold us up when are falling
Don't beat us down
We take care of that ourselves
Please try to understand
Please just listen to us
Hear us out
We're not as weird as you may think
Our pain haunts us
We don't need your words to as well
Even iif you don't get us
Even if you can't understand our struggles
Even if you think we're weird
Please love us unconditionally
That can do more than words ever could
For her.Why are you chasing that you cannot have
Moving down this road that will lead to your own demise
For your feelings will never be returned
Yet you move down this path full of darkness
What do you hope to prove
Within this world you live in
Efforts wasted on a love not there
Sacrifices you have made that were for not
Yet you still move in hopes she will take you back
Knowing that nothing you do will ever change a thing
Still keeping to your vow to protect her
Still willing to die for her if need be
There are many more in life you will meet
Many you have meet
Yet you push them aside for one
Feeling for no one but her
Why don't you just stop now
Just rest and love no more
Would that not be the best option instead of this pain
This pain you are going through for just one
Tell me why you keep moving for someone who does not love you!
The answer being unknown
But the fact is that I do not want to see her hurt
I do not wish to see her unhappy
That I love her with my whole heart
I do not
In My DreamsIn my dreams there are ghosts and fairy kings.
Pure magic and black magic.
Devils and angels.
In my dreams there are choices.
Right and wrong.
Left or right.
In my dreams there are many things.
People and places.
Ideas and aspirations.
And then there's you.
A Fit of Anger-Poem
Be quiet, just be quiet!
I don’t want to keep fighting,
Why are you provoking me?
Leave me alone!
Just go away!
I want to be left alone,
What part of that don’t you understand?
Look, now you made me cry.
Now I’m mad,
No I won’t stop ‘talking back’
I don’t care if you’re older.
In my book,
Respect is earned, it’s not a right.
So stop expecting me to stay calm
When I shriek and scream.
I will cry like a baby,
I will scream and shout,
I will talk back.
I’m not a doll
That can endure anything you say to it.
I’m not an idol
That can ignore the backbiting.
Now shut up and leave me alone.
Before I do something I may regret.
Once again.I Unsheathe my Sword
Dust my Rifle once again
Staring up into the night sky
Knowing what I must do
For I shall march through the valley of death
Fearing no evil, and not even death
For I shall fight till the end
When the trumpet sounds
I shall come and rescue you all once again
My KindnessMy kindness is not weakness
It is a strength that propels me in life
I give it freely to all around
But when you try to take advantage
When you try and hurt those I am kind to
I shall show you no quarter
I shall show you no mercy
For you will not see any kindness from me
For I am a man of my word
And my kindness shall not be crossed
It shall not make me weak to you
For I am calm in front of you
For I shall grow cold when I end you
So do not mistake my kindness for a weakness
For I am kind to all
For I do not want to hurt anyone at all
Found and Lost“Who are you?” A boy asked a girl.
“I. . . don’t know” The girl answered.
“How could a girl like you be stuck here, between Heaven and Hell?” The boy asked, tilting his head.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” The girl snapped.
“You just look like the type of person that would be in Heaven.” The boy answered, unashamed.
The girl didn’t say anything for a while. When she finally did, she said “Don’t judge a book by its cover.”
“I feel like I’ve seen you before, though. Are you sure you don’t know who you are?”
“Yes. It’s like my memories are far back, in the depths of my brain. Every time I try to grasp them, they slip away.” The girl admitted.
“Well, if you’ve been here for a long time, some of your memories come back. I’ve only been here for about. . . Actually, I don’t know. But it couldn’t have been long. All I know is m
Rise AgainGood morning, little one
Today you are new
Shed the dust of old
You have changed!
But that is fine
Change is who you are
Brush yourself off
There, you are clean
Now raise your wings
Do you see how you grow,
Ablaze, look at your flames
There is might within
And all around you
But you must take care
Power can burn you out
And return you to ashes
I have hope for you
Come, take flight
My dear Phoenix.
Writer ImmortalI dream to be remembered,
Recalled for the beauty of my soul bonded into the pages.
Infused into the worded ink that is my lifeblood.
I aspire for my emotions wrapped between the covers to be unravelled by curious minds.
To share with them the world I had conceived, beckoning adventure and igniting romance.
I strive for the writer's victory of making a story resonate in people's hearts.
Hoping that my words will echo through the world, changing people, comforting lives.
One day I hope, when I'm dead and gone,
a piece of me will be sitting on the shelves of my beloved kindred spirits,
waiting to be opened again, like a reunion between old friends,
where we shall reminisce of those vibrant moments where we both smiled and cried.
Tattered or new, patiently waiting to be discovered or found once again.
And forever shall I remain in this world, remembered for what I have done,
through the actions of the characters that shall shine on without me.
ChildhoodTake me back to start
When I held on to my heart
When I wouldn't dare let go
I cared too much
I was scared
Back when I had a little bit of innocence
When I was naive and believed
When I thought the world would make sense
The pieces would come together
The notes would sing a beautiful symphony
And life would turn out right
Because I was wrong
And now I know
But yet somehow I miss it
I miss being a child
I miss believing in the foolish things I did
Childhood is lost too soon
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