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Only me...I'm fighting, I'm crying
I'm dying inside.
wont you take the pain aside.
I'm wading through the
shallow depths of my depression.
All I need to feel,
is some compassion.
Surely this is not right,
not meant to be.
I'm only me.
But I will be strong.
I will cope.
Even with all this wrong.
I will make my own hope.
You....Your smile, so happy
it makes the moon cry.
Your eyes, so sparkling
they make water look dry.
Your personality, so dazzling
it makes glitter look dull.
Your thoughts, so colourful
they make rainbows uninteresting.
Your heart, so big
it makes love itself feel small.
Your beauty, so stunning
it makes the sun shy.
Dispersed IdentityNo one I know
Knows all of me.
Each person keeps a snippet.
Each treasures their cracked piece of pottery.
What would happen if they cooperated?
Surely it would make a perfect vase.
The thought of a solved puzzle
Drew these people together.
Out of concern for me, they said.
They made a diagram
And compared notes.
And then went in search
Of the piece that nobody had.
The piece I had.
So they find me
And show me a list.
They say: "Here's what we know"
Now give us the rest.
I am as stiff as my tongue.
So they raise their sharp tools
And start to dig, prying me open.
Ignoring my cries.
Each piece of me
They name and remove
And then set aside because
They plan to put me back together.
I am their friend, after all.
And as I lay stunned
They drum nearer
To the piece that I hold
In a white-knuckled grip.
My heart plans out my death
In a feverish cascade
And my brain
Has quit its job.
The rest of me rolls open like an orange.
I am completely
Stripped down to
Trust Me, You HAve ItYou may not see yourself as a beauty
But what you can’t see others can
You may not think you have it
But others know what is really there.
Her Daily MasqueradeToday her parents ask how her day has been
By now the answer has been well rehearsed
She insists to them that everything is fine
But the reality is the reverse
In fact she’s the antonym of the word ‘fine’
This is due to her creatively cursed mind
Steeped in a world of such simplicity
Yesterday friends asked how she has been coping
Waiting for their turn to talk, do they care?
They just see a happy, contented princess
Not a pensive, vacant, glazed over stare
In fact she’s the opposite of contented
Restless and at war with reality
Battling feelings of alienation
From unsupportive friends and family
Tomorrow strangers will ask her what is wrong
But in white lies she has become well versed
Knowing that the tar black pit of torrid truth
Will not dilute and only make things worse
She’s living the antonym of the word ‘truth’
But her lies are not designed to betray
Just to cover the cracks and to smother those
You And ILet’s look at you and I
We were always friends
I never wanted to say goodbye
So my intentions I never did pretend
I wanted to be more
From the first day we met
You knew it was you I did adore
Letting you pass, that’d be something I’d regret
Our love is like the phoenix
The end was the beginning
It actually made me believe
It kept my world spinning
But I’ve come too far
To give out who I am
Or to lay my emotions bare
For you, or for them
We’re something more now
What is this I’m feeling?
I don’t quite know how…
I think it’s my heart you’re stealing
A Tale of Two Broken HeartsA Tale of Two Broken Hearts
Her heart was beaten black and blue
After all she had been through
His heart was ripped – torn in two
So his heart was broken too
One day these hearts they came to meet
And so the two hearts they did greet
One day he sent her a note he’d written
It told her that he was smitten
“Why would you want a heart like me?
I'm all broken, can’t you see?
I'm all battered and bruised
Because I'm always used”
“Of course I want a heart like you,
For I am a broken heart too,
I have been ripped and I've been torn,
And in places I am worn –
- I will take you as you are
Don’t be scared to show your scars”
So hand in hand they walked along
They showed everyone their love was strong
Together those two hearts did mend
And lived happily in the end
LoveSay you can stay with me tonight,
And be with me until the end.
All I want is to be loved,
So wont you stay and hold me close.
Tell me that my waiting is done,
Because I found you, and you're the one.
promise that you'll stay forever,
Because I know I can't say bye.
Show me that you love me,
Scars and all.
Believe in me with all my faults,
And tell me that I'm perfect.
Love me so I'll finally be happy,
With you by my side.
Trust me when I say I'm fine,
And tell me no more cutting.
With that soft voice,
That let's me know I'm safe.
Kiss my scars,
And tell me I'm a beautiful piece of art.
Show me that love is true,
Because I don't want to die alone.
Not without you...
SnowFalling gently from the sky.
Very pleasing to the eye.
Falling snow, white and pure.
To watch it fall there is no cure.
Landing gently on my face.
As gentle as soft silk lace.
You can't compete with beautiful snow.
Only those who have seen will know.
Every single thingWatching him is beautiful
Is peaceful, yet powerful
He puts his all into the music
The true person, shows in the playing
No words, yet to me...
It says a thousand things
Just us and the guitars
The almost perfect expression
Of every single thing we have inside of us.
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