Nicole came home
Went to her room
Grabbed her knife
Impending doom
To the bathroom
Quick and clean
The cut when covered
Is unseen
Laying down
On the bathroom floor
Her head to rest
Upon the door
Her mom came home
At half past eight
Nicole was crying
At hell's gate
Insomnia
Is my lie
That I use daily
Like makeup
To cover my sadness
Sadness
Is my being
That makes up what's left
Of this lonesome shell
That encases death
Death
Is a release
That shatters reality
Freeing all of those
Who no longer feel love
Love
Is just a game
That always ends trajicly
Tearing apart the souls
Of those intertwined by fate
Fate
Is something fake
That's used as an excuse
For leaving someone close
When they need your support
Support
Is waht I thought I had
That feeling of having a friend
Without them I am nothing
I'll never learn to mend
Mend
Is wha
I am
Alone
Cold to the world
Alienated
I try
In vain
To be accepted
Crimson
Teardrops
Reddened
By the blood
Of death
Freedom
Release
Slit your cords
And fly
At the begining it was perfect
I was happy, and in love
"Forever" was always on lips
My love was a young rose
You were my sun
Awakening my with your beauty
Even the most beautiful roses die
In the middle I was at my prime
Smiles were all I had
Nothing brought me down
But you...
The sunshine radiates from you
Pure and utter happiness
Every rose has it's thorns
In the end I senced betrayal
The rays of the sun are gone
Replaced by solitary moonbeams
The petals fall
Like my rose, the love between us
is dead
All that is left are thorns
Pain and hatred
Unknown to you, the petals fall
to a beautiful rich earth, they blossom ag
Petals Fall On Darkened Hours by dthdespair, literature
Literature
Petals Fall On Darkened Hours
Petals fall on darkened hours
A teardrop tainted crimson
Blindly chained by the wrists
Biting into naked flesh
Moonbeams engulfing flames
Rapeing the souls of the innocent
Discontent clouds dreams
Shattering the mirror
Cascading glass to the floor
Chiming with sweet innocence
Petals fall on darkened hours
With help from a feeble friend
Is this what love really is by dthdespair, literature
Literature
Is this what love really is
Love
Dreaming about the same person every night
Wanting to hold them in your arms and never let them go
Feeling your heart flutter and skip when your lips touch
Holding them close to you whenever you get the chance
Wanting to never leave their side and crying when you do
Missing the feeling of their warm body next to yours
Is this what love really is?
Allowed to think
All alone and allowed to think
thy concious centers on a drifting thought
a simple thought, without much meaning
but a thought... adrift... in a tide of many
thy mind does focus on it, and expand it.
A very broad thought it is becoming
more realistic, alive, and passionate.
Slowly, ever so slowly, thy hands tremble
the knife slides in, effortlessly, with ease
a silent tear rolls down thy cheak
landing echolessly in the water below
the thought that thy was allowed to think
the thought that killed thee so easily
this thought
isn\'t death, nor torture, nor suicide...
this thought is love...
Naked
I sit here naked,
Alone at last.
I sit here naked,
it went so fast,
I sit here naked,
where have you gone?
I sit here naked,
nothing more than a pawn.
I sit here naked,
my thoughts roam free,
I sit here naked,
How could this be?
I sit here naked,
my hands do not stir,
I sit here naked,
my life is a blur.
I sit here naked,
and I wonder why,
I sit here naked,
with a tear in my eye.
I sit her naked,
my thoughts are of you,
I sit here naked,
with nothing more to do.
I sit here naked,
my life is now done,
I sit here naked,
hands move to the gun.
I sit here naked,
more tears now do flow,
I sit here naked,
I\'m
Death Becomes Us All
Peace, tranquility, utter happiness
The facets of life or what they should be
Torture, Pain, Sorrow
The things that life is truly made of
Love and Marrige
The things that make life worth living
Suicide and Murder
The things that keep us all on edge
Life and Death
Opposite ends of the spectrum?
Or, are life and death more closely linked
than what you may think?
In the end
Does it matter?
When Reality checks in
Everyone will realize
Death Becomes Us All
And Life just doesn\'t care.
Not supposed to
I\'m not supposed to love you
I\'m not supposed to care
I\'m not supposed to think of you
And wish that I were there
I\'m not supposed to cry at night
Over losing you
If you would give us another chance
I know our love would be true
I miss you so much
You\'re all that\'s on my mind
And whether you believe it or not
Your heart belongs with mine
I know that you still care
I know you think you\'re wrong
I hate it when I fight with you
Even for not that long
Every word I\'ve said to you
They were all meant to be true
No matter what you think of me
I\'ll always be loving you...
Invisible
They are all around me,
Yet I\'m invisible to them.
They walk so close by me,
Yet I remain in the woid.
They willingly ignore me,
Not wanting to lower their image.
They appear to be so perfect,
Yet inside they are flawed.
They don\'t understand me,
No matter how hard I try.
All I want to do is be seen,
To be accepted by someone.
Yet no one will accept me,
I am nothing but a lowlife.
They won\'t allow me in,
even though all I ever wanted,
was to be seen...
Thy blood
A flowing crimson river
Coarses unbridled down thy wrist
The incessnat sardonic drip
Eternal...
Thy death
The closing of my chapter
Ending in utter silence and misery
The blade falls to the floor
Unheard...
Thy release
Freed from the binding chains of hate
Allowing my soul to fly and be free
The tears are limited and few
Darkness...
You lived a life of torment
Now you're far away
For you have ended your life
Today was your last day
Your children you have left
With tears in their eyes
They doesn't understand
It's for you that they cries
They don't know the torment
That you faced everyday
They cannot understand
Why you took your life this day
I know the pains that haunted you
My life was once like yours
I to can remember
When I hid behind closed doors
Your life you chose to end
On this being your last day
I know you have found peace
So for you now I pray
The goddess shall protect you
As your soul passes her by
You will not be forgotten
Though for you
SACRIFICE
Inspiration: "Shugo: my Guardian Angel"
By: Kalon Akarui
The pain is endless…
The cold emptiness of my stained heart
Eats my soul…
You can take my wings,
For they are nothing to me…
I cannot fly,
For my feathers are torn
And my spirit is broken…
The blood rushes from my open wounds;
I make no attempt to stop it.
I allow the blood the rush over my tattered body.
I look into my crimson reflection as a pool of life accumulates around me…
The breaking truth slices through me stronger than your eyes
As I take in the scarlet image I stare into with wide, hazed eyes:
…I am alone…
…I am alone…
The constricting sense of
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