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My Single Winged KnightCry for me because I cried for you,
Tears of blood, now you're black and blue.
Breath for me because I stopped for you,
dream it now and soon it shall be true.
beg for mercy, beg for peace,
do it for me at the very least.
Smile for me and I'll tell you what,
speak to me and I'll give you more than
Bleed for me because I bled for you,
my single winged knight, I bled for you.
Take me to your heaven, your dark paradise,
I will speak no lies but words of wise.
Underneath the sky I'll wait for you,
with a song in my head and a rose, pair of two.
Love for me because I always loved you.
bleed for me because I bled for you,
my single winged knight, I beg of you.
LovelessNow I fall to rise again, now I speak the question of when.
Wave goodbye to sleepless nights, take over this mind, this
Hold my hand and hold it tight, look at me deep within my eyes.
embrace this moment, this moment of gold. Silver lights shine above me
as I put light in those memories I hold.
Dreams that shatter, nightmares of disbelief,
my wounds remain open, my wounds, which I want
only you to heal.
Take my hand I'll walk you through,
we'll play a game, a game of two.
Spread this poison amongst us all,
I'll guide you through, wont let you fall.
So take my hand and I'll walk you through,
we'll play this game, a game of two.
hold me tight, look within my soul,
breath into me, I'm not letting you go. ~
Sad Sung Lullaby
Aggression, the tension is almost unbearable.
A lesson, im going to teach you things oh so terrible.
Tainted, a picture perfect bed of lies.
Mistaken, a fable tale of our demise.
Friends And Foes
I don't understand why the grass is greener on the other side.
I don't understand why hearts will break when they collide.
Maybe it's just how it is, no explanation for who we are,
and what this world means. For things I know, but I cant explain,
I for one know that you will never see things like I do, nor will
you ever understand what you mean to me.
you can continue to follow the steps of those whom you know, whom i know
will hurt you over and over. but my words mean nothing, once you've heard
them, what's said is said and its all over. I thought i had done
everything that I could to stop you from being left to stall, but I'm going to
leave you because stalling is what you want to do in all. don't bitch to me
about things that have been said and done. I've had enough therefore I am
moving on. I set you free of all promises and responsibilities that we
grew to share. I'm stepping away from the light of you,to "saviour"
the dark of me will now never dare.
SO I've delivered this harmony
I Caricature Our Love Song
when the stars align
and the moon shines bright
i think of you, it's how i survive,
my memory plays a violent part,
i remember how right out of my chest
you tore my heart
but now i see you need me, so now i will let you
hold me, right now there seems to be a reason
to be breathing,
somehow you managed to miss me,
you missed me.
you killed me slowly, you smothered my all dreams,
dreams of me and in them are you, now it all seems,
seems to be building up perfectly, but lets just wait,
wait for our Que.
lets make a toast, so raise your glass
and raise your hopes, breath for me because i
stopped for you, i died for you
so now let me hear you sing that-
"when the stars align
and the moon shines bright
i think of you, it's how i survive,
in my memories there's you, when skies are
grey, darling you make them blue, so i say,
every other day i fall more in love with you again,
Im on my happy highs, i dont want to hit
another low, i've had enough, i've had enough
of those, so now whe
Somewhere In Brooklyn
Somewhere In Brooklyn
He walked out of work all tired and worn out. Xavier Valentine had always been the type of guy that is hard working yet fun, he is the type of person that is careless in such a caring way...weird.
He made his way over to the parking lot, walking over to a midnight grey shaded Lamborghini...i mean he is an Architect after all!
Xavier reached in his pocket to fetch his key to unlock the car of course, to his surprise they weren't there! "Arrhhgg" he groaned, he was extremely washed up, even though he looked as fresh as a warm summer morning. "Fuck me" he muttered to himself. The weather was cold and he just couldn't be bothered going back inside just in case somebody catches him off guard, so instead he paced his steps to the train station.
The wind was all up in his face and his piercing green eyes just wanted a glimpse of rest. He spent nearly all week in office checking the reliability of his designs, restructuring them and all those things
Bring Me To Life
Revive me my darling,
for all is gone from what was left.
Revive me my lonesome,
for I am drained from how much I have bled.
Revive me oh dark knight,
for death has done us part.
Revive me, my prince charming,
just don't hurt this already damaged heart.
Revive me sweet angel,
the kind that cries.
Revive me pure evil,
you're none the less but roots of all demise.
Revive me dear one,
you've reaped everything that once was.
Revive me my loveless,
I bleed for you without a single complain, nor fuss.
Revive me, revive me, breath into me and
Revive me, revive me.
My last wish just goes to show,
ignite me, despise me,
just never let me go.
The Victim of SmilesYou see me now,
A victim of a hundred worthless smiles.
False faces I've seen before,
Never realising the pity I know,
Until they've succumbed to all their petty lies.
You see me now,
A victim of a thousand gentle sighs.
Misery masks hidden from afar,
Forever locked in this insanity war,
Now they drown under a swarm of flies.
You see me now,
A victim of a million pointless stares.
Eccentric eyes of hope is all I convey,
Ever to believe in those games they play,
But here am I tearing out these pale hairs.
Have you ever sat down and just thought?
In total silence, allowing your mind to calmly soar to serious places
The quietness, the stillness
nothing but your mind?
A series of events
What people say
What people do
Actions of individuals triggered by emotion or some sort of drive
What happens at the end?
our drive for our careers?
Is this a journey?
Insecurities that can destroy?
The mind wanders why bother
People never change
(C) Heather Stewart
Butterflies and Hurricanes ch 1"Get the fuck out! And don't you dare come back!"
My dad shoved me out the door and into the pouring rain. I landed hard on my hip. My dad threw a backpack full of some of my belongings out the door, it landed with a thud next to me. Tears began to stain my cheeks as I got up and walked away.
Today was my eighteenth birthday. Like he promised, my dad kicked me out the second I turned eighteen. I walked down the road to a coffee shop that was at the end of my street. I went inside and sat at a booth in the back corner. I could barely see because of all the tears.
A boy came over. He was wearing black leather jeans, a black tanktop and leather boots. He sat down across from me.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I shook my head no.
I told him about my dad and what had happened.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"I'm Ashley," he held out a hand.
He bought me a coffee and a doughnut. The rain had cleared up, and I decided to walk around outside. He followed.
"Thank you so much
Blood Angel-ProlougeBlood Angel
Everything started the day my craving for blood began. At the beginning I had no idea what was going on. My mother was no help during this situation. Even though she knew what I was going through better than anyone. My father was out of the picture; that in itself had taken a hard toll on her fragile heart. So now whenever my father is mentioned she would just walk to the living room and stare out the enormous bay-window that over-looked our huge front yard. Daydreaming about my dad was kind of her specialty for now. Her daydreaming normally consumed her to the point where she never really said a word to me or my sister when she was like that. However this isn't really about my mom's day-dreaming. In all honesty it is sort of about my mom and dad though. Well enough about my past. I am Arella Jenkins and this is my story.
Undefined Friendship Chapter OneChloe’s POV
The school day has twenty minutes left, but it’s still too long. It’s so cold outside, snow everywhere and Izaak and I have to walk home. His parents left town again. So with him being my best friend, my dad is letting him stay with us. Dad’s awesome when it comes to Izaak. Izaak is my only friend, and he’s all I need. He has never given up on me. Ever since 9th grade. I can depend on him 100%.
I was wearing my tight black skinny jeans and my “MCR” shirt. My black hair which covers my eyes most of the time was straightened today. My piercing blue eyes were staring at the teacher. I was un-amused by his obsessive ramble. I didn’t feel very good today. This day was endless. Izaak was wearing his beanie and he was staring at the teacher with a death glare. He was biting down on his snake bites.
10 minutes had passed and I look over to my right
Undefined Friendship Chapter 12
Chloe's kiss made me feel so excepted. I backed up and smiled nervously. Chloe smiled back and got up and walked upstairs. What? We just and she just "Chloe!" I yelled and ran upstairs after her to find her in her bedroom.
"Chloe." I said as I entered into her room. "I'm sorry." Chloe told me in a sadden tone. "Sorry? About what?" I asked her. Chloe was sitting on her bed playing with her iPod. "Chloe." I called and I sat next to her on the bed. She took a deep sigh. "I-uh-" She couldn't figure out what to say. I could tell that she had some crazy thoughts going through her head. I took her cold hand in mine and gazed deeply into her graceful eyes.
"Don't be sorry for anything, honey." I told her hoping she'd calm down. Chloe barely smiled; and she s
In My Hearta small smile
big sad eyes
in my heart i was screaming
a long while
big bad eyes
in my heart i was fearing
a short time
big glad eyes
in my heart i was dreaming
a small smile
big sad eyes
in my heart i am healing
I'll Wish You Well My Fellow SoldierCount your blessing for the while.
"Follow in steps set by us; you'll never hear hell's cries"
Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies.
I'll welcome the new religion with open arms.
Let it rise up from the ashes,
Set, grow, overflow, and let us show
The world how we were and how we are.
On fire our wings and the respect of others.
Disgraced by society, they were damned,
To fall together, whoever, forever.
Fallen darkness by angels who changed,
I welcome them when they arrive.
Fair to love,
Love is never fair,
Love isn't always fair
But give love to the fair
I'll wish you well my fellow solider,
Adieu, au revoir, sayōnara, be safe
God follow his wake, god bless you,
But god didn't stop the bullet or the blood.
Protest to the things you hate,
Let the rebel in you awake,
Let the love for your passion arise,
Let a song slip through those lips.
I promise that a hero will be there,
Cry, sob, weep, and scream
Dream of them
Reaching OutAs I struggle through the ends of my humanity
Seeping through my tangled mind has now become insanity
Entranced in my own nightmare
I scream my lungs out, but still no one hears
No one is there
I hold my hand out, arm outstretched for hope and love
And the only thing I eat to stay alive is all my regret
I dream of standing up against them all
Rising above them once again
But I try so hard to remember
It's a dream to never be..
Wishing for love, consuming my own self hate
I'm afraid that this hell I made is my forever fate.
Colour My Grey Skies BlueColour my Grey Skies Blue
Passion is what I'm missing
days of haunted skies
left to stall until he beholds me
in his yielding arms.
Days of grey are fading,
I am being painted with colours of his love
Injected with poise of his rationality
complexity is his finest charm.
Drawn to eyes set to devour me
poison runs through my veins
the blood that once dripped down my fingertips
they are no longer my escape
those green eyes they revive me
at first glance my hatred dropped dead
velvet lips they ignite me
stir up thoughts which never leave my head
And when every morning I wake up
I realize this is not a dream.
His love I no longer ache for
its all here for me.
His touch is what I crave for
It is true what they say
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder"
And in love with him I am falling more and
more every day.
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