| Wanting something that hurts you to keep, and facing the choice to keep it or push it away. Like a rose, sometimes it's worth the thorns because without the thorns, it just isn't the same. |
| Wanting something that hurts you to keep, and facing the choice to keep it or push it away. Like a rose, sometimes it's worth the thorns because without the thorns, it just isn't the same. |


Hell has Frozen OverThe damp air fades slowly into a cold, fresh morning breeze. The rain drops that used to wash away my tears have turned into flakes, falling slowly to the ground. If you look out your window you can clearly see the dark clouds on an already dark sky, I know that my heart is freezing. The pulse that used to fill me with life is slowing so suddenly into a complete stop, the worst part is knowing that, though instinct says to do something, I'm just waiting for death to consume me. I miss the spring,Hell has Frozen Over
when thunderstorms would pour heaven's tears down on us and we would just kiss and love. We'd


True LoveYou made me feel like I was flying,True Love
every single day I was in your arms.
Invincible together,
our hearts could not be harmed. I know you say that you want to give this a chance, but darling you have and already I know you miss me. The days our hearts could be felt by the other, were the greatest days of our lives. They always told us that we were too young, they always said we'd never stand a chance. Babe we still have our shot at proving them wrong,
take my hand and we'll run away, never looking back. Look out this window and see the snow falling to the ground,  


We Could Turn Back TimeI'm not sure what to think, am I pathetic for still loving you? After you've broken me in half, my heart still wants you back. You've caused so much pain and hurt, and yet I don't want to have anyone else in my arms right now. I know that we can be happy again, I know that you could love me, I'm just unsure as to how. Place your hand over my heart, and tell me if you feel it's beat. My heart is beating for you, and I will love you until it stops. Look me in my eyes and tell me that I'm lying, I honestly don't think you can. Everything I say is drawn out of theWe Could Turn Back Time


ForgivenYou've hurt me so much, but I've done my share of crime. We could forget all our mistakes, and you could once again be mine. You've broken me and yet you hold the power to fix it all, you've poisoned me but you're the only antidote. For once in a long time my heart was smiling, I don't want to walk away after being so close. I understand, that you're heart is torn over this. I don't want to lose you, I don't want a hit and miss. Though I hope you side with me, I understand if you walk away again. My heart still beats strongly, and it'll beat until I leave on my jourForgiven
Four hearts
Dark blood

Love is for EveryoneFollow me close, Hold my hand tight, We'll escape from this hell, Let's leave here, tonight.Love is for Everyone
Grab your white suit, I'll grab my black tie, Come on, let's go, It's time to fly.
They said it can't happen, They told us no, But with these two rings, Our love will show.
"Two men in love? That just can't be!" As if my own father, Would say that to me.
I know you're scared, I'm scared too, But no feeling's as great, As when I'm with you.
Forget all the pain, Leave behind fear, Nothing


Arcane Knowledge FULLMedlock Street howled mournfully as I shuffled my way under the flickering streetlamps. No one travelled down Medlock anymore, so it was understandable that the street cried soft whimpers of loneliness. The only company Medlock received was that of a paranoid teenage boy that hardly had any time to listen to its constant weeping. Grand housing complexes were being built closer to town and people began to leave without selling their homes. Buyers were unwilling to live here, so owners abandoned them to nature, leaving Medlock alone with its haunting memories. Another sob raked through the decomposing houses and I sighed heavily. I pushed downArcane Knowledge FULL
| Welcome to my deviantART profile. My specialty is writing poetry and songs. I have been known, however, to write short stories, as well as a few chapters of many books. I just haven't finished them. I'm a pretty serious and emotional person, thus I have gotten into writing. Writing and music isn't entertaining to me, it's life saving. Art is my escape, and I hope you can escape and release through not only my poems but your art aswell. Who cares if you're good or not, writing emotions is the best vent for people, who cares what people think of it, if it helps you, that's all that matters. That being said, enjoy Art is expression, expression is not giving a fuck about what others think about you. Art is a savior, A savior is something that no matter how tough times get will always be there. Art is a vent, a vent is something that saves your life when punching things and screaming into a pillow just isn't good enough. Art is opinion, opinion is something that no matter what, even when someone says otherwise, shouldn't change. Art is love and hate, love and hate are the two emotions behind every single thing in this world. Art is enjoyment, enjoyment is living every second to it's fullest. Art is life. Art is beauty. Art is Deviant. |
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