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Every breathWith every breath I remember you. I remember all the love we shared; I remember the ache when life drove us apart. I remember the jealousy that kindled in me when I saw that you stayed in touch with her. With every breath I feel my heart. No you didn't take it, but with every breath I wish you had, because with every breath it stutters and shudders and has to remember how to beat. Do you know what the feels like? When every time I remember you I have to learn how to breathe, teach my heart how to beat again. With every breath I remember you, and with every breath my heart stops and re starts again. Do you understand what that does to me?
I need to move on, you obviously have, but every breath reminds me of the smile that tugged at my lips every time I thought of you. Every breath reminds me of the way my stomach disappeared in a way only adrenaline used to do every time I saw your email.&
Never gonna tellSure it's nice that you know when I'm lying. It's interesting to know that when I say "I'm fine" and mean "I'm about to go over the edge," you look me in the eye and say bullshit. But I'm never going to tell you what's wrong.
Partly because I can't, partly because I don't really trust you, and partly because when I say "I'm fine" and smile, and really mean, 'I'm thinking about slicing my wrists open just to break the monotony, and hey while I'm at it you people are looking way the fuck too fragile for that last bit of mind that still follows the law's peace of mind' you just smile and nod, and have no idea.
You think you know all my little tells, the quick ways to calm me down, but I have a secret. Self-control. When my control over the part of my brain that KNOWS how fragile you all are, none of those things are going to work, because I can resist those quick ways to turn me on, I can ignore that kind of heat. But the cadence of t
Two FacesShe was two. She was one. Her smile, her façade left me dizzy. Everyone saw her, she was a bad ass and everyone knew it. They worshipped it, or they hated it. She was a punk bad ass that could kick anyone's ass anywhere she pleased. She was brash and harsh, always mocking. NO one ever pictured her as anything but strong and hard, a statue carved from granite.
By accident I stumbled on the Artist. The softness she hid away. It was a paper that floated out of her bag and onto the floor one day. I was going to hand it back, honest, but a quick glance revealed words of such power, that right there in the hallway my breath froze. Longing, pain, hate, love, wistfulness, sadness, anger: all those human emotions everyone thought she didn't have were there, opened up for me on paper and on a web address.
I'd lusted after her body, wanted to be the one at her side while she ran afte
FlamesThey tell me it's wrong
That I'm going to hell
Visions of eternal torment
Always the flames
A symbol of hate
A symbol of purifying
A symbol of belonging,
Because fire makes us all one
They tell me I'm going to burn forever
I say "At least I'll be warm"
LoverI won't be your Valentine
I won't be your sweetheart.
I'm you lover
I won't take walks in the park with you
I don't want roses
I'm your lover
That means I'll run through the city with you
I'll call you at 3 a.m. with a body
It means that I won't be upset when you wake up screaming
It means that I'll beat the shit out of anyone that touches you
I'm your lover babe
Not your girlfriend
Definitely not your wife
That means sometimes the bed will be empty
Sometimes the house will be silent
Sometimes I'll find myself on your doorstep
Beaten and bloody
And That means you'll always take me in.
Because I'm your lover,
And that means
RaptureIn the course of life I lost the light. I lost that feeling of Euphoria. In the course of death I found you. There in that place I thought I would emerge from in a body bag, I found you.
I was never religious, not even when every breath sent me farther into hell. And then I felt your touch, and spun off into oblivion. So when sometimes I catch myself breathing a prayer when we're together, I don't mind.
Because I thought I was broken beyond repair. I thought I was alone. And then you took my hand, and let me lead you out of there. And then you let me protect you, and gave me a reason to smile. You re-kindled the fire, and set me adrift in rapture.
ScarsThe fabric was wispy, delicate
That's why I bought it
But like all mortal things it was wounded in action
And now I sit down with needle and thread to repair it
Even in the gentlest hands the needle will leave its scars
And my hands are not the gentlest
They are rough and snag that cloth
They knot the thread
Perhaps if I were Mother-
But my mother sleeps in the cold hard ground
She was a gentle woman
A great mender, both of cloth and humans
She needed no words to see the hurt
Needed only needle and thread to close a fabric's wounds
Perhaps if she was here she could heal without scars
But the scars remain
Giving the cloth character
'We survived' they say
And worn over one of my infamous tank tops,
Perhaps it will be enough to hide my own scars
Etched into skin and soul
Where no gentle hands may touch
Every time I pick up needle and thread
My own scars twinge with the memory
Of when it was a needle digging into flesh
And those hands were not gentle that day
Every time I try t
IdiotIt's going to hurt forever isn't it? I loved you. Did you know? Did you care? I watched from afar, and laughed with you. I smiled for everyone and looked in secret. You smiled with me, and did I imagine it? Did you really look back? I thought you did, but then I was in love.
Were we friends. God I can't remember. I know every nuance of your look; I know how you flick your head back when you're annoyed. But I can't define what we had.
I'm a sick fuck huh? Falling head over heels for a girl that can't remember my name.
I Want All of YouI want to dip my fingers in your life blood
And paint my lips with it
That's not a lipstick stain on the mirror
I want all of you
I want to scoop the jelly of your eyes
And use it to soften my skin
I want to roll your hair into my cigarette
And fasten it with your spit
So I inhale you with every breath
I want all of you
Give it to me
Let me take and take
In my selfishness let me destroy you
I want to burn your skin
And smear the ashes on my teeth
I want all of you
Please give it to me,
I beg you
Left I take it by force
I want to absorb everything,
I want to absorb everything that make you
I want all of you.
love poemI love the way your eyes always shine,
I love the way you wont let go,
I love the way you tell me you're mine,
I love the way it's easy to show,
That most of all, I just love you.
It's true, I love every inch of you,
I'll love you when it's hard to sleep,
When my thoughts are shades of blue,
I'll love you even when the blue skies weep,
And our garden burns around us.
I dont know what I would ever do,
If I made you ever cry,
I never want to ever hurt you,
I dont want this to ever die,
And I dont want you to ever frown.
I'm so weak when I am with you,
One look and your eyes paralyze,
I'm no one else when I'm around you,
I dont need a masking false disguise,
Because I trust you most of all.
Red and pink and white lined tradition,
Symbolize the greatest emotion,
Valentine's day is but a transition,
Another good way to show my devotion,
To you and us and even the blue,
Anything as long as It is with you.
A poem....You're always there to listen
When I'm feeling down
Somone I can turn to
For a smile when I frown.
You always know just what to say
to get me feeling glad
And I in turn help you, my love
when you are feeling sad
We've had our times when we have not
exactly seen eye to eye
And times when I was so upset
we almost said good-bye
But I know this much is true, my love
Ill love you forever more
Its taken time, but now
you have finally opend up the door
to my heart....
You know my deepest secrets
Stuff Id rather not tell
To anyone but those who know me really well
I cant help but think
That we'll meet face-to-face some day
And until that day comes, I will wait
And never look away
the sun is shining bright
And the stars will point the way
soon ill hold you in my arms
We'll be together soon....Someday
Love Is...Love is
The stroke of a soft cheek.
The sound of anothers heart beat.
The feeling of their hair in your hands.
The brush of fingers against their back.
The telling of secrets and stories.
The apology of a hidden lie.
The pair of lips pressed against a scar.
The sight of watching them sleep.
The softness of their voice.
The warmth of being held close
The sharing of an ice cream cone.
The quilt around two cold bodies.
The caring of their aching cough.
The confession of ones feelings.
The shakiness as they kneel.
The box with the ring inside.
PoemsThe Little Things
A touch on the arm
One look into your beautiful, blue-green eyes
All I have
I keep in my mind
Replaying over and over
My playlist of you
Of all the little things
The only ones I have
For what good
Is money or possessions
When the one you love
Will never be yours?
When you have to imagine
How it would feel
For your lips to meet?
I'd never tell you
How much I love to hear you speak
How many times I've listened to you
Watched you from across the room
Or how many times I've feared
That you'd realize it
And you can never find out
That my eyes have never seen someone
The way they see you
That my heart has never soared so high
As it did when you touched me
Or that each second I realize more and more
I Should Tell You
And over in my mind
Do you notice how I look at you?
Do you care?
Beautiful, beautiful wisdom drips from your every word
Craving your approval every second
PoemI'll never forget the smell
Of your neck so soft
Your heart thumping in your chest
I feel the gentle clutch of your hand in mine
And I can't breath.
My heart stops still
In a flutter of happiness
When your skin touches mine
I can hear you breathing in my ear
And I can't breath
Your smile's so divine
That it melts my very soul
When I see it crawl gently across your face
It can tell a thousand stories.
And I can't breath.
Your eyes sparkle
And mine water at the sight
I think over and over - You're so beautiful
And your looks could kill me
And I can't breath.
And your touch could make me cry
You could crush me with just one glance
Cause I love you
I love you.
-Your Secret AdmirerStrings of letters
Stealing your heart away.
A note of affection,
By leaving my name astray.
Your deep green eyes
Always set for the skies,
Take my breath Away
Your brilliant smile
And colorful style
More enchanting every day
From a distance I stare
Hiding how I care
It gets harder every day.
I regret being shy,
And having to lie,
But for now I say good day.
-You Secret Admirer
I Don't CareI don't care if you're gay,
If you're a tranny,
If you like to wear dresses and lipstick and bows,
Or if you like to wear baggy pants and band T-shirts and cut your hair short.
I don't care if you like being called a he instead of a she,
Or a she instead of a he.
All I want is to know that you don't care, either.
That you don't care that I like being called Jamie and not Sarah,
That I'm not really a girl,
And not really a boy either.
That you don't care if I'm okay with trannies and queers,
That gender doesn't matter.
Because in my eyes it doesn't.
I just wish you could see it that way, too.
Afraid to SpeakMy lips start to tremble,
I do not dare speak.
I wish i could tell you,
but i am too weak.
My heart tenses up
as days open and close.
Someone, hear my plea,
take me out of this doze.
You walk in the doorway,
i avert my gaze.
Do not notice me,
and do not say it's a phase.
I'm sick of these words,
I hear them every day.
The last person i want to hear it from
is you, or i will pay.
It will cut deep in me,
deeper than you will know.
Because i can hide it, you see,
but the pain will only grow.
Inside me it will stay,
but i'm good at this game.
You'll be none-the-wiser
to this incredible pain.
Don't reject this feeling,
it is more than you and i.
But even though it has control,
i've found that i don't mind.
Because it's more than what you think,
more than just a sham;
it's more than just a feeling -
this is who i am.
My poems.My addiction;;
Youre the blood running through my cut up veins
Youre the air that I gasp to breathe
You are everything I truly need
Without you my life is dark and incomplete
You are the one who puts that smile on my undetermined confused face
I often wonder and question my life
Sometimes ask myself why I am still here
Its as I am consuming the elixir and wine
After eating that plant from that thorny vine of life
That I realize I could still die in heaven and in hell
Because you wont be there
I need you with me
You are the life support they put me on
You are the only reason I stay alive
You are like my rehab
Yet you are also like the needle in my arm
You are my disease
The disease that could end up killing me
I need you and want you so much
Its an addiction
You are my drug
The one I cant live without
The one that helps me
The one that makes me better
You are everything I need
Please never leave me
You mean most everything to me
You are the only one w
A Love PoemYou made me smile and laugh
You made me want to be better
To run farther,
To love harder
You made me love to fall
I wanted to be the one to hold you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to kiss you in the rain
Sometimes it burns
Every time I think of you
The pain, the boredom they stop
And suddenly I'd be content to lie still for awhile
If only I could feel your heart against mine.
I'm not a good person,
And this isn't a good poem,
I don't always speak the truth,
But this time it's true:
I love you.
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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