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A dark shadow looms over my head,
A dark hand gripps my heart,
A darker world awaits me,
A darker hope stands still,
If I open my eyes, will he be there?
If I open my eyes, will he kill me?
If I open my eyes, that shadow will come,
If I open my eyes, that darkness will kill me,
These wings are painful,
These dreams kill,
These hearts throb,
These wonds go deep,
Can you stop this pain?
These black wing kill me.
There is an unsung song,
There is an unsaid speech,
There is a path less taken,
There is a bird that flies away,
To a true exetent,
One can be free,
But to another,
There is a freedom in a warm welcome,
There is a freedom in a spoken word,
There is a freedom in an open door,
Everywhere you look,
A free bird flies away,
But they aren't free,
They never can be,
Freedom comes in a place,
Freedom is a place,
Freedom is a song,
Freedom is a path less taken,
But when you fly away,
There is something inside of you,
It will always be that home,
No matter how much a family may hate you,
No matter how many fights you get into with a sibling,
No matter how much you want to get away,
No matter how much you long to be alone,
True freedom comes in a house,
It may be in a small place that means alot,
But it's everywhere you feel welcome....
That is freedom,
That is my freedom,
A place to return to,
A place to call my home.
Good friends indeed,
Good times indeed,
There are all kinds of friends,
There are all kinds of memories,
There are all kinds of fun times,
But there is only one friend.
There can be times of joy,
There can be times of hate,
There can be times of love,
There can be times of sorrow,
But there's always someone standing beside me.
Sometimes it hurts,
Sometimes it dosen't,
Sometimes you can't feel it,
Sometimes you can't tell it's there,
But there's a friend who stands beside me,
No matter what.
Walk Both WaysWe come from different walks of life,
We come from different cultures,
we all see differently from each other,
We are all diffrent,
But we are, stil, all the same,
We are all unique in our own way,
We are all loved by someone,
We are all united under one cause,
We are all individuals who think for themselves,
If we are to see without hate,
If we are to see without fear,
If we are to see without loneliness,
If we are to see without loath,
Then we can see with love,
Then we can see with joy,
Then we can see with hope,
Then we can see with care,
And we will walk both ways.
Just My FriendIs it wrong?
All I need is a shoulder to cry on!
Why do they say it's always wrong?
Am I always wrong?
It's a friendship that can stand the test of time,
It's a friendship that can stand up in the storm,
But why do they say it's wrong?
But why do they say it's never going to last?
Are we always meant to be alone?
Are we all to walk this worl alone?
Are we yet to discover the meaning of friends?
Can't this world just be the way it is?
With no fear of loss,
With no hate of the evil,
With no love for everyone else?
Is it destined to be that we walk alone?
Following no one,
Charting our own path,
With no shoulder to cry on?
Is it meant?
Or is it never to be tested?
This world of danger,
This world of beauty,
All of it is simple and blissful,
But why does a friendship like ours,
Need to be tested so roughly?
We are, even now,
Just friends who wish to remain so,
No matter what the weather,
He will be my shoulder I cry upon,
And I will stand as his wall,
To guard him from the storms o
Come What MayI remember when I was small,
I remember just how much he cared,
I remember how warm he was,
But it's all gone and faded now,
His heart was gentle and warm,
His hands were always so large,
His laugh was always so bold,
But it's fadding away now,
His young and cheery face,
His vibrant love for me and my siblings,
His adoring voice,
His precious words,
They are all fading into the abyss of time,
I won't ever remember them again,
I won't ever be able to go back,
I won't ever see him happy again,
I won't ever be what he wants me to be,
But no matter how much time wears us down,
No matter how much the world rejects it,
No matter what,
I will always remember,
I will remember what he told me,
When I was small,
"Even if time forgets me,
I will remain immortal in your memory,
Come what may."
A Rose To My Stepmother
Although you weren't always there,
Although you couldn't see my birth,
Your still my mom,
No matter what the world says!
I waited so long to say anything,
Even something that I think isn't important,
And you were still kind-hearted,
Even if I'm a pain in the rear most of the time,
But every time I fall down,
Every time I fail,
Every time I screw things up so much,
You still held out your warm hands,
Picked me up,
And pushed me forward....
When I look back now,
Through the fights,
Through the flames of anger,
Through the rage we both felt,
I can see,
I can feel,
All that warmth in you heart,
Your rose of kindness,
Now let me return the favor to you,
My beloved mother,
Even if you aren't my biological mother,
Just remember that you touched my life,
Much more than my mom did,
And enlightened me to the world I'd lost,
So thank you, mom,
You are my stepmom,
But I still love you!
And this is....
A ROSE FOR MY STEPMOM
"All I am or hope to be I owe to my angel mother." ~ Abraham Lincoln
Going Faster Going Faster
Like a heartbeat
Perhaps a train
Flit from one to the next
But no hearing
Is this hell?I am alone
No one to speak
No one to hear
No one at all
The emptiness echos
The only sound is my heartbeating
Though I feel dead inside
It is not fair to be alone
Am i forgotten
Is it really this dark?
or am i just blind
Am i breathing
I know nothing
I only have questions
But no one is there to answer them
Will there ever be a glimpse of light
Is this eternal darkness?
or will i sit waiting,
for the rest of my life?
Or perhaps this is my afterlife
The SilencersI see right through you.
You don't care about me.
You're trying to coerce me into silence.
I make you feel threatened
Because you don't understand,
And because deep in your heart
You know I'm right.
So I see how it is.
Condemned to a year of
No thoughts of my own.
Don't you dare think for a second
That I am naive enough
To believe you did this out of love,
You don't need silencers
When you aren't using a gun.
Some act as if it should be daggers through your heart
for the one you love to pine after another
even if you never been together.
Darling if you fancy the moon and the stars more than you'd ever love me
if the dreams and hopes of folly and life encapture you more than any word I could ever say
then as long as your happy I'll take my leave.
This path is long and winding
we shall see each other often enough
while you flitter in out with the butterflies and lamps of your life.
But as long as your laughing or there's a grin splayed across your face.
Then be happy and waltz that dance only you truly know
and if you cry bitter tears of mourning or heart break
call out to the path you so wander
and from my side of the road I shall hear you
and there I will run to be your friend and gentle crutch.
We shall carry each other until you can walk without any aid.
And when you rush off to another direction.
Know softly I whisper your name like a prayer of hope for you
before I go off and continue o
The Unspoken WordsI watched you go.
Moving forward ever so swiftly
Not looking back
For fear of seeing me,
A being of the past in the distance.
How the sun that once warmed your face
Now feels so cold on your back.
The tears danced on my cheek to the sound of
My emotions playing soft dismal songs;
Those filled with sorrow and melancholy,
Yearning for what its worth, to comfort me.
I never wanted you to go.
I turned to walk away as you had
With my pain, and my dignity,
Or what was left of it.
I whispered goodbye to the good times,
And looked towards the sun for hope,
Begging to feel its warmth.
I only felt colder, the further I walked,
My feet grew tired, my body weary,
I struggled not to give up so soon.
But not even the sun could give the warmth
That you once gave to me.
I will always dream of the past,
Learning from the mistakes Ive made,
And move on, slowly but surely,
Until the day, I feel your love again.
AsylumThe day they locked me up was the day they set you free. No longer was I a responsibility to you. So while you were running the distance with your friends I was runing razor blades across my vanilla wrist.
Silence always scared me; so you whispered the nights away. Now the only thing to whisper to me is the reality of yesterday. Its icy grip around my neck; choking away hope I never really had.
Here I dont have a name. Im just a number locked in a cage. Another example of deranged. They keep our minds in their hands but my hearts still beating inside this chest. No matter how dead on the outside. I can still breath.
Whisper words into my ear, making dream so much more real. Reality cant quench the world I want to be. A place for just you and a place for just me. Insanity takes its place and this time it can stay.
Another shot to another vain. Just one more scar to my brain. For everyone added another day is lost. Until all my memories run out and this its just us. My
The Blackest RoseThe sky is restless tonight.
The wind blows softly, tangling my hair as it lingers about,
And I think of you, just like always.
The moon is radiant, infiltrating the darkness,
With its light, as the comforting shadows
Mourn with me over the love I had lost.
These tears of misery that fell heavily
From these empty eyes clouded the dreams
Of happiness I had once yearned for.
Tonight I cling to the memories,
To the things that weren't to be,
And yet again, my heart breaks.
I can embrace myself,
Hold my own hand, and love myself,
But I cannot look into my own eyes,
And feel my own soul lift me up.
I know I cannot relive this tragedy once more.
A raven came to me on this night, his cries echoing my own
As I reached towards the sky, hoping I could touch you,
And bring you back home.
The blackest rose this raven gave to me,
The petals soft and fragrant, reminding me
That true love never really dies.
For a moment it was as if you were with me
Once again, way back then,
When nothing else matter
DarknessWhen the sun goes down,
And the light betrays you,
All the shadows come out from hiding.
Night has fallen,
Come out and play,
And lurk until dawn.
Be a phantom in the night,
Under the dark sky,
Be a nocturnal warrior.
Bask in the moonlight,
And twinkling starlight high.
Be whatever you want to be,
The monsters rule the night.
Say what you want,
Do what you want,
Be what you want.
Capture the moment.
Rise from your eternal sleep,
And by midnight,
Bathe in your glory and power.
Be free until the morning light.
Then slither back to the shadows,
And drown in the darkness,
Or look at the sunrise,
And surrender your throne.
And forever be,
Glazed in stone.
(c) ALA 2005
If you see a knight,
Dose it mean he's a good knight?
If you see a kind heart,
Is are you always going to get off to a good start?
If you hear the sounds of kindness,
Dose it mean you a huntress?
There are things that will never be seen,
Things that will never be heard,
I know it's a sin,
Sometimes, it's hard to hear a sin that's never heard,
A knight will not always be a prince,
A knight can also be a fence,
Sometimes, a fence will never break,
Sometthings will never shake,
When they won't shake off,
Just remember to shut the lights off,
Then it will forever dissapear,
Into a never ending sky of blue,
The memories will cut like a spear,
It's a blue and red hue,
This is the darkness of a real knight,
No real knight can be their real heart.
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
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