|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
one day more foreverI dream of the day, when I no longer have to sleep in fear,
the day where I can say and mean, "no, and if you do, I'll tell Jason"
the days where if something bad happens, I can run to him and cry,
the days where he needs me, I can comfort him,
the day where I can see him everyday,
but it may never come,
because its too far away
Bitter sweey realityI live in her shadow every day,
though we are almost the same,
she is better,
People look up to her,
see her as smart, intelligent,
everything I am not,
I am invisible to the world when I am very visible to the hate, I stand alone where no one can see me, yet when I crave for invisablity I am most visible, loved by some hated by most, I stand alone amoung many people. who am I.
I am nothing
UntitledI love the way you make my laugh,
I love the way you hold my hand,
how your fingers fit perfectly between mine,
as if they were both hand crafed by a master crafts man.
I love how worried you get,
about the most stupid of things,
even though I know,
it means so much to you.
I love the way you smile,
you don't care,
not when I'm around.
I love the way you love me,
for all the madness,
for all the crazy.
1the way to my heart is not the way to my head,
they both lead different lives.
eager to love,
but if you want the way to my heart,
you need to go through my head.
J. 2.0Day by day I star at my screen,
waiting for you speak,
waiting for those 2 letters
so I cry,
I get drunk,
and go around with other boys,
because now that you don't talk to me,
I feel so empty and alone.
they are getting worse.
He stands in my room,
I back away,
he comes towards at me,
Then he hits hard.
I wake up,
its not a dream.
Untitledwatch me fall,
you say what you want,
that you're here to help,
that you will pull me up,
but if I can't get up myself,
is there any point?
MidletonHe's not my boyfriend,
he just cares,
unlike you lot,
so what if we cuddle?
we also smoke weed!
we drink alot,
and laugh till we pee.
I sleep over in his bed,
but nothing happens,
we listen to music,
thats what magic happens,
so just shut the fuck up,
he's just my friend.
MooseyShe cried in pain,
she woke up fast,
but the room was dark,
it didn't smell like her own,
she felt someones presence,
she heard a snore,
the she remembered,
she was stuck,
she'd missed the last train,
she had ran so fast,
she passed out from pain,
so here she was,
in the dark,
a strangers house?
but she knew the smell,
of weed and old spice,
of sex and magic,
she felt lips against her cheek,
"Don't worry ker just get some sleep."
I turn cold because of youHeartless woman I am
You claim I'm the one who left you
You did no wrong
You said you showed how much of a man you are
I didn't have the soul to see it in you
I made unclear decisions
I should be one who need to apologize
I need to keep my promises
But can't we set this drama aside and talk?
I'm sick of you not being able to hear my side
I'm tired of crying along to the broken hearted songs
I'm done begging for forgiveness
Hear my story
Listen to me
I did gave you everything I could
I loved you sincerely
I stayed strong for you
You only did the sweet talks
You flirt with a touch
You cockblock when I spoke with someone I'm not interested
You hardly showed the love
I can't help but wanting to blame you for turning me cold
You made me heartless
Before you walk out and continue to tell the world I'm heartless
Take a second
Cut out all these nonsense
Sit down and talk to me
EmptyI am constantly frozen
Burning from the cold
My heart feels like an icebox
As well as my soul
Everything I tell you
Pierces my kind heart
Rips me limb from limb
And stutters my first start
To say I feel pathetic
Is the lightest way to say
I wish that I could curl up
And sleep in bed all day
.For all my friends, whether close or casual, just because.
One of the longest post I will ever do, and the most real too. Everyone will go through some hard times at some point.
Life isn't easy.
Just something to think about.
Did you know the people that are the strongest are usually the most sensitive?
Did you know the people who exhibit the most kindness are the first to get mistreated? Did you know the ones who take care of others all the time are usually the ones who need it the most?
Did you know the three hardest things to say are I love you, I'm sorry, and help me?
Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their smile to see how much pain they may be in.
To all my friends who are going through some issues right now--let's start an intention avalanche.
We all need positive intentions right now.
If I don't see your name, I'll understand.
May I ask my friends wherever you might be, to kindly copy and paste this for one hour to give a moment of support
BookmarkI've forgotten who I am,
Just like you have,
Did I ever matter to you?
I'm not sure now,
Maybe you used me,
Until you went away,
To make new friends.
I was nothing but,
A torn piece of paper,
That you used as a bookmark,
In the novel of your life,
Until you could find,
A real one.
The darkness that I had lived in.This dark age to where I had lived
all my life I had been drowned in a black sea
to which I could not find the light to see.
Every day I dread
Knowing that I would always be alone
I had accepted this as my fate
to which I had only tooken the bate
to forever stay here
I let the dark grow in within me
letting it take my body and soul
to know that no one now will lend me a hand
as for I had became a killer to man
The blood that had stained I
only got cousumed by the darkness that I bore
it burnt me right down to the core
For the flame inside had went out and to be never lit again
Why did My life turn out to be this?
Why did I accept that this was alright?
I may not be dying
I only long for someone,
someone to just stay by my side.
Someone to be the light in my dark
with these feeling which I can not bark.
Though I did have one
one person to stay with me
if I liked it or not he was always there
To be continued:
The broken doll
Eliot was mistakenMidsummer finds me
burrowed under a pile of blankets
biting at my fingertips
that I could insinuate myself
between the cracks in my psyche
like so many dandelions on the sidewalk.
Everything Means Nothing To YouI belong in your arms,
You belong on the stage,
And apparently those two things,
Just don't mix.
You're learning so many things,
How to love me.
Making so many friends,
But losing me,
The person you said meant everything to you.
I guess "everything",
Isn't much now is it?
Not if you can throw me away,
Almost six months together,
That might seem like such a long time,
But it's not.
Not to me.
Not to the person who wants to be with you,
Until her last, dying breath.
I guess I could make that come sooner,
Maybe I'll get my wish,
And you'll get your freedom back.
What does it take?What does it take
to describe how I feel?
Pain or crying,
I'll go through it all,
Anything for you,
I'll go through the worst,
And thereafter hide,
All that I ask is that
I get to be by your side,
Because all of this,
Is nothing compared to,
How long I must spend here,
Living without you.
Red Lipstick. I was in love with a girl. Her hair was long and black like a crow, as for her eyes, they were an ice chilling blue. Her lips always colored in gorgeous red lipstick. That red always stuck out on her snow white skin, same for her eyes.
She was haunting yet enchanting to gaze upon. That's why I was in love with her so dearly.
I watched her from day to day. In school or after school, she was a light and I was a moth. I couldn't stay away. Though you could say I was stalking her, obsessing over her. Wanting to just grab her and keep her tucked away from others, from her own life, like a bird in a cage.
One day I found her alone. Her body laid still in the grass, eyes shut from reality, the only thing popped out were those red lips. I knelt down to her brushing my hand against her face. You couldn't imagine how happy I was to be near her. To touch her. I smiled wi
Keep in Touch!
Endorell-Taelos is very well known within the community for her selfless giving and gracious community spirit. Since joining DeviantART over seven years ago, Alicia has continued to make a positive impact on many deviants. Her helpful and thoughtful approach was one of her finest attributes when serving as a Community Volunteer, and this has continued throughout the many contests which Alicia provides on a regular basis. As we approach our Birthday celebrations, we can't... Read More