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SkinI want to tear off my skin
count every vein
watch every heart beat
as I crack open my chest
count every vessel
and watch every muscle contract
feel every nerve
as I watch my blood flow
I want to tear my skin off
see deeply inside
Just to see how everybody is
just then I would learn
to hate myself less
Tear it all off
and watch it all ¬¬grow back
and maybe I’ll become anew again
This time I’ll love myself
That DayI died a little that day
Something I will never get back
washed away with the tears
with the screams of regret and sorrow
Nothing will be the same
The pain is dulled, but never leaves
Always there underneath
The memories have a painful sting to them
I died a little that day
remembering that last touch
That last contact with your eyes
So much to say
It happened too quickly
I died a little that day
Something I will never get back
My heart is broken
My resolve is gone
I'm a coward
My rock was stolen
Split in two
I don't know what to do
Without You near me
Always there, never from my side
Never a moment or incident
without knowing I had you
I died that day
Who I am
Will never be the one you had
My heart bursts
For I died that day.
Poem: She dancesShe dances
On pin-pointed toes
Her hands in the air
No one sees it
The perfect show
Swirling and twirling
The smile large and inviting
Painted on her face
No one sees
The perfect show
For you and me
She stumbles and falls for a moment
Quiet no one says or does anything
No one sees
The perfect show as she stands up and continues
No one sees
The smile is gone and doubt creeps in
She dances and swirls
One perfect pin-point toes
What can they say?
They didn't see it they claim
When she falls once again
That painted smile gone
Feet flat on the ground, knees skin
The world slowing as she kneels to it
They didn't see it, they claim
The doubt, the jealousy
They didn't see it
She doesn't get up
Poem: SeductionIt's easy to fall into it
To feel it's grasp, that sickening familiarity come over you
That hateful feeling
It's a seduction of sorts
Only I know you
Of thoughts too consuming to get up and see
Of believing the devil's lies
It's hard to break free, to want to break free
It's always there and been there. It's not fleeting
Not in pill form or human form
Never leaving you
It's a seduction of sorts
Not simple or easy
No one wants it, no one needs it but it's there
That fear and weakness, sucking all of the energy up
That voice that tells you that they are lying, they always lie
I will never lie to you
And you hate yourself because you believe those lies
I don't want it
To believe it anymore
Losing so much to that sickening familiarity
Because it never leaves, it's comfortable
So much hatred, not a sweet seduction at all. Nothing to gain
But that is a lie
Poem: Cold AngerIt doesn't burn anymore
It sits still
Like a stone
Just there, waiting to be
It doesn't burn anymore
The hatred, the anger
Not like those younger days
Which made you go forward
The hate leading you
The pointlessness of it all
But it sits there
No matter how much you change, how much you begin to let that
Anger and hate
It sits there like a stone
Waiting for that moment
You let it all go
The hurt, resentment flying
Not realizing how pointless it all is
How really cold it is
The Bird and The FishThere once was a bird
She had all she could want.
Nothing could stop her,
Or so she thought
There once was a fish
He had all he wanted.
But he wanted more
He wanted to fall in love,
Have a family
Start his life as soon as possible
Thats what he wanted.
There once was a Bird and a fish
They met and became friends.
He loved hearing the birds tales of other lands
The stories were nothing like he imagined.
Plus she was free and could fly away anytime
Something he could never do.
The bird loved hearing his stories
Tales and legends of life under water
was nothing she ever thought of
It was different
something she could
never really experience.
There once was a bird and a fish
And they fell in love.
Impossible you would think that
the two most unlikely creatures
could ever meet
Than ever fall in love.
They did though,
they loved being near
each other though the question that
Will always be asked..
Where will they live?
The answer though it is simple
I will. (warning for prose,but mostly description)I.
I will rouse myself from casket mornings, and I will flex the 11 (or was it 12?) muscles in my mouth to form a smile—however painful. I will keep it there… because kindness bandages wounds in the best of ways. I will sip the horizon from my coffee, while weaving fairytales—without ever thinking that I’ve not the innocence anymore… because I’ll make it not matter. I will.
And I will forget him. I will… because ghosts only appear if you look at them, and he’s loved my nightmares—my tears—long enough. And because I’ve haunted myself long enough.
I will allow myself to feel human again, because I’ll remember that rain rids filth, but I’ll try to keep myself wishing less for forgetting-tsunamis… less for escapes just because of prints engrained in roots and soul. So I’ll forget his fingers straying past my heart—the way muscles seized, and cardiac arrest knew betrayal—and the way
Innocent Victim Chapter 7"What?!" was all that I could choke out. Titanic mated with Lusitania and had shiplings?! Why had she not told us?! Of course, he knew the answer to that; they would've forced her to be rid of the shiplings and she would've been punished hard, maybe even scrapped. Maybe it was for her own good. he thought.
Mauretania just continued to talk, "Please don't tell anyone! If anyone finds out their half-liners, and especially from Cunard and White Star, they'll be killed! And I'll be killed too, for protecting them and hiding the secret! Please, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone unless it's Olympic!" she begged.
Britannic was quiet for a moment, thinking. Why should he help her? All she had done her entire life was dis his line and attack his most respected sister with harsh words and actions. But that didn't make it right to where he would tell the whole world and get not only Mauretania killed, but two shiplings that didn't deserve it.
He hesitated and sigh,
Wife's Feet After Work (Unbelievable Tickle Story)My Wife came Home from Work and reminded me that two of our friends were stopping over for a Thanksgiving drink and some pizza, wings and snacks and such. Kevin, a younger Nuclear Tech. and a nurse named Dianne, who I wrote a fantastic tickle story I had with her and her feet a while back, was coming over too.
As I was saying she came Home and was rushing around and I told her to relax and she did just that. After she kicked off her tennis shoes she went to the bedroom to get clean clothes, which were on the bed since I just finished laundry, and sat on the bed then she laid down on it. I quickly got my cell phone for some quick photos.
I came in and she felt the pillows going over her ankles and she begged me not to do this cause there wasn't anytime. I replied that if she just let me take a few then it would be over quickly.
As I was getting into position she told me that my favorite pair of socks might be getting tossed shortly and she showed me the hole in her big toe. Now I realiz
Rant.If anybody here works at Google, DA, Bing, whatever. I want you to see if you can make this happen. Get pony filters on the search engines. Why? Because I'm going to tell ya.
Couple days ago I was looking up a toaster on Google and 5 My Little Pony pictures came up with no toasters in it. What. The Fuck. This is one of the reasons why I hate My Little Pony. When I search something that doesn't have anything to do with MLP, it somehow magically turns up. I'm not even joking. It's stupid. They should add a filter to those search sites so if I want to search something, there shouldn't be ponies in it. Except if I actually type in the search engine "My Little Pony" or "ponies". If I type anything else, it should not appear. When I search dinosaurs, my little pony shows up as some of the results. I don't know why! Dinosaurs can eat those ponies but I bet they would vomit from the taste afterwards! More then half of the pony franchise is in random stuff that I type up, in ads, or in the fanb
Sound of Vengeance Chapter 2Iowa had not yet left the spot he had rested in since the day Yorktown left. As his siblings played with their kin carriers, he sat and stared out to sea. He was the oldest of the four, his radio tower was already done being formed and he was 80 feet long. Just a bit more maturity and he would be ready to join the Navy and take the fight to the Japanese!
As he watched, with his battleship sight that could show the smallest details on a ship from 16 miles away, as far as his turrets would aim, he noticed a small black dot on the horizon. It was a carrier, familiar in shape, and it was speeding towards the harbor at full speed. As the carrier got into his sights better, he smiled. "Mom's home!" he cheered and dashed forward to greet her.
At the sound of their mother being called, Missouri, New Jersey and Wisconsin looked up. With grins on their faces, all raced forward to meet Yorktown. The carrier yelped with surprise as the four shiplings jumped onto her and hugged her. Iowa was the fi
UnlovedHave you ever been afraid of being alone forever? Felt that sudden grip on your heart when you think about the future? Or how unlikable you are or might be to the desired sex? Sometimes I feel that. But I'm not necessarily afraid of being without someone I love- It's more like I'm afraid of pushing people so far away- of being so unfeeling- that I become unlovable.
I don't want to be that old lady who's eating lunch alone in a restaurant, with no wedding ring- no signs of people who love her- nothing but herself lost amongst the sea of jubilant, vibrant people. I'm lost. I'm scared. I'm angry. I'm a monster.
I don't know how to fix myself.
I don't know how to be who I want to be.
I don't know how to be the right person.
Wife's Nighty Feet (The Story)First I want to take the time and thank everyone who faved and likes to read the recap of all the photos I take and story behind them. *THANK YOU*
We had a gift card to a Longhorn steakhouse restaurant so my Wife, my two Sons and myself went to dinner. We ate, came home and she immediately put on her red jammies with the little black designs on and she had on her black socks with the argyle design on the top part of the sock.
She went in our bedroom to lay down and watch TV and she shut off the ceiling light and put on the lamp on the bed stand next to her.
I waited, got my cell, and walked in like I was looking for something and then I shut the door and put on the light. She knew what was coming next and she practically begged me for no photos however I reminded her that she still owed me a few so she finally gave in and she let me rest her ankles over the bed spread and cover them with the pillow.
I then slowly removed each sock, one at a time, and I was surprised she didn't protest
Dawn of The HuntThalia sighed as she tossed another smooth stone across one of the lakes, she was pretty far off from both whiterun and the rest of the companions had decided to go hunting and leave her on her own. "Typical just because they found out that I'm Ulfric's heir they leave me out of everything." she muttered as she tossed another rock watching as it hit one of the rocks and hit the water causing small ripples to disrupt the surface. "Maybe i should leave and go back home." Thalia muttered as she shook her head. "Then you wouldn't be able to be taught how to fight." a voice said as it came up behind her. "Shut up, Vilkas i know that. i mean i didn't even want to join in the first place, if it wasn't for you saving my life..." Thalia said and sighed as she tossed another rock. "Well you got a point their." he said a bit surprised that she had recongized his voice even though they had only talked a couple times. "Hey Vil, how come your not with the other compa
The Dance of Couples As the busy streets of Tokai were buzzing with its catering of shops and the ringing of bikes, there are many moments in the streets that create a lasting impression. I know, I remember one event that helped me and my girlfriend become closer.
It started with me and my girlfriend walking in the streets; looking at the various shops and enjoying the scenery. Then, there was this one building that caught our attention; a dancing academy who was giving out free dancing lessons today. It must of have been a celebration or something. Anyways, I was asking my girlfriend if she wanted to try it out. Even though she was getting all embarrassed, she did agree to go. When we got inside, the place was very elegant. Like there were gentlemen and ladies everywhere and I felt like I was a butler. When we were walking in the room, a person was guiding us to the changing rooms. Apparently, we needed to dress up so we can dance properly. I was wearing pro
The Ground and The SkyWhen all you see is the ground, the dirt and plants. The lowest of life at it's fullest, and how dirty things could and would be. When that is all you see and want to see. To scared to look up, to look above you.
It's always amazing when you see how blue the sky is. And it becomes the most beautiful thing in the world to you. Even when it's clouded and dark (darker than the dirt) or when it's bright and the sun stings your eyes.
And that's all you remember when you finally let go and look back at the ground. And for a moment it becomes beautiful too. And all you can remember is that blue, blue sky that filled you with hope that everything will be okay.
Because it had to be okay to be able to witness so much beauty at one time.
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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