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playing gameswhat is the point of this game they play
walk by night and sleep by day
what more can they say
is it souls they want use to pay?
split personalities, alter egos or bi-polar?
like the lunar but hate the solar?
what is the point of this game they play..
broken webs, tears of joytears of joy ran down her face..
she knew then it wasnt all a waste.
she had wondered for about three days.
when he would return...he has his ways...
he return. tears of joy..
she wondered if he was just a boy
she was happy beyond belief
he returned...what a relief
she hadnt slept in about three days..
she didnt apreiciate the suns golden rays
telling her another day had gone by without any news..
tears of joy ran down her face..
glowing on her face like black glistening lace
her hands upon the keyboard at a steady race
wanting to know if it was actually him at last
the web resealed, broken in the past.
she didnt think he would ever return
it had hurt her like a blistering burn..
the return like a cold relieve,
she could speak but gasped in relieve
he had returned..her heart sewn up atlast
the broken web..a thing of the past
maybe she can sleep once again
but he returned and was there then.
the broken web...a saddening state..deep thoughts in the mind..
all now thinks of the
final goodbyesyou told me you would go,
but i didnt know it would sting like snow
i didnt expect the pain or sorrow
i cared about you and now im hollow
black tears ran down my face
at the stroke of midnight
will we meet again?
will there be no tomorrow?
you told me you have to leave
this complew web we weave
now shattered by a thin shard
saying goodbye is so hard
am i retard for sitting in wait?
will you ever return?
is it to late?
you were a dark angel
in a web of hate you were tangled
you said goodbye
was it for the last time?
was it a crime for caring about you?
pain and sorrow
will there be no tomorrow
i will sit and wait for eternity
until the day i become like you
i will wait till the end of the every day
what more do you want me to say?
will you return, was that goodbye for the last time?
forever to wait seems like such a long way away.
was that goodbye for the last time?
no returnhe is gone
is it to late?
will he return
i'll just have to wait
one hundred tears i shed right now
my heart beats more then a steady rate
at least i know now it is me he didnt hate
will he ever return from the black gate?
he understood me even when everybody else showed me derate
is he gone?
is it to late?
at least i know now i was not the bait.
my heart is now torn in two
who knows if he will return
will i have the patience to sit and wait?
he is gone...is it to late
death is a puppet masterkill me once
kill me twice
a quick easy death would be nice
a bullet to the head
but you roll the dice
death is to simple and easy
living is much harder
the will to survive
i am in your maze, you watch me like
cats and mice
a quick easy death would suffice
my death is in your hands
i dont know who you are
but my deaths are your commands
you are the controler of life and death
im not shocked we havent meath
we to you are puppets on strings
you are indeed the one who cut them
letting us swing
dead and broken you throw us away
no one can ever just forever stay
irespect that we are not immortal
out lives are in your hands
you roll the dice
in these lands
out deaths are your demands
we are puppetts
you pull the strings
till there arent none anymore
them you just throw us away
not fixing us
not letting us stay
your cruel scissors cut away our strings
disabled and crippled is then what swings
you are the putter master
and if you could you'd make our lives end faster
i am deadIF you steal my head i will not die
drown me and i will breath water
throw me off a cliff and i will fly
slit my wrists and i will not bleed
hang me and my neck will not break
burn me and the flames will not burn me
pull off a limb and it will grow back
and after all this i will not wonder why
all you will do is lie
say hello and i will say goodbye
i thrive in the nightime sky
the darkness welcomes me as a old friend
my life was infact upsettingly the end
there was a slight bend
in the road im afraid.
i wasnt suppose to die that way.
how was i suppose to die anyways?
i do not remember its been so long
since i took my last breathe
that indeed was a long way away
it seems like it happened only yesterday
for now this is all i can say
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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