|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Un vis de-o vara...E- "Nu ce faci? ai innebunit?
Crezi k nu ma doare?
De ce? de ce faci asta?
P- Nu tu ai vrut? acum lasa asa
Pune totul,poate va renunta
E- Cine? tu sau eu? eu incerc sa lupt
Tu vrei sa ma rupi?
P- Mai taci,oricum tu nu stii
tu nu zici ce simti,lasa ca zic eu
Poate asa nu vei mai fi inteles gresit
Poate vei fi gasit,poate randuri
Nu te vor mai lasa pedepsit!
E- Nu,nu face asta
nu mai pot continua,ei nu i pasa
Eu nu pot uita
P- Asta e ideea,zi mi de acum
Uita te adanc,si incearca
Prin sufletul tau ia-ti o barca
Caci daca nu ai uitat deja
Ploua cu galeata...
E- Da stiu,ploua si fulgere imi amintesc
Dar azi e ca acum un an
Sper doar sa ma trezesc
Din al meu cosmar..
P- Si cum intentionezi?
Vaslind de nebun prin furtunaa
Cautand sperante,cautand o cale de intoarcere
Dar tu inca speri,inca alergi
Si lovit de amintiri incerci sa reiei
Un vis de o vara...
E- Da inca incerc,pentru ca nu credeam
Ca o sa doara..
Era doar un vis de o vara
Ce cu timpul o sa dispara
Si regret,caci decat eu imi aminte
EcouStrig numele tau,dar doar ecoul
In zare se tot aude,si vine
In piele imi patrunde ,aduce cu el
Amintiri de departe din trecut,
Ma sfasie fiecare cuvant
Ce tu-l aveai,nu mai am grai,
Incerc de toate sa ma rup
Dar tot strig chiar daca ma distrug,
Bucata cu bucata rupe din mine
Ecoul si amintirile cu tine...
Hauntedi will remember what i used to be
you re part of me for ever but i cant see
where did u left in this world full of cruelity
where did u go ,but doesnt matter now
still here,haunting my heart
this will never change and i want you to know
i like to be haunted for ever so dont go...
Monster today..repeating to myself
u're just a monster,..a no one,..
repeating to myself
to never get like that again
repeating to myself
of not loosing my mind
because is doesnt worth those times
repeating to myself..it's time to walk away
repeating to myself i'm insignifiant
Poveste (neterminat)"termina" imi zice mintea
"Las-o in pace,e mai bine asa
Nu mai urmari ce nu poti avea
Nu esti destul de bun oricum
Renunta,pleaca n o intrista.."
Uite acum e altcnva ce lupta pentru ea
o vezi zambind,razand,stai
Priveste-i fericirea,vrei altcva??.."
Stau pierdut,te vad cu el zambind
Raman blocat pt putin timp..
Inima imi zice sa te strig
De fapt incepe ea,si tipa
Ma bucur ca nu o poti auzi..
Urletul doare,ca un lup ce tipa la luna...
"Hey gata,termina uita te la ea..
Stiu cat iti doresti,dar n o poti avea
Stiu cat iti pasa o simt si eu
Dar stii bine cine suntem noi
Cu el nu ne putem compara.."
Imi revin,si incep sa plec
Am ajuns prea aproape..
Si te aud razand,oftez
Spre partea opusa,plec...
Nu mai gandesc,
Ma uit la sirete,oh stai..
Sa ridic capul ar fi mai normal
Oh,ninge cu fulgi mari albi
Incerc sa calmez pe toata lumea
De fapt mintea asta face,
Inima ar vrea sa se intoarca
Ma pedepseste cu cutite in ea..
M:"hey linisteste te ok?"
Incep sa plang,dar nu o las sa se vada
Oftez si ple
-Tu esti el?Imi pare bn sa te cunosc..
-Da,si mie..dar cine esti?
-Sunt o veche amintire,ma bucur ca m ai pastrat
Imi pare rau ca te supar,as fi vrut sa fi plecat
Dar tu ma tii aici chiar daca te ranesc...
Ea stie cat a insemnat?Ea stie ca nu ai uitat?
-Off! Atunci de ce ma tii aici? De ce nu ma lasi sa plec?
-Inca incerc si eu sa mi raspund,chiar m am intrebat
Chiar daca acum ranesti,esti o amintire frumoasa
Nu te pot arunca,pentru ca tu stii cat de mult
Un nor negru...Tu n-ai ce face,decat sa faci asta mereu
Mai pleaca odata,nu vezi ca imi e deja destul de greu?
"AWW",aaa m-ai auzit? foarte bine pleaca odata!!
Cine te-a trimis?N-ai alta treaba?
Cauta pe altcineva fericit! "Pff,din nou?!"
Nu ma mai urmarii!! Nu te-ai plictisit?
Uita-te la mine,unde crezi ca voi ajunge?
Ai aratat un semn de cruce?
Off,bine incepe sa doara,opreste-te!
Nu mai pleci?Ce?Cum adica "nu,in veci"?
Ok,vreau sa stau putin,nu iei o pauza?
Zi-mi macar cum te cheama,daca tot aici vei sta
Macar poate ne putem intelege cumva...
noti do really care about you,if there something wrong happends isnt your fault is mine...it's because of me..and this "me"..that cares that much..instead of beeing like other ones...
You're worth so much moreShe was the type
to cut her wrists,
and then swallow the
because looking at what
was even harder
but I want to tell her
to let the emotions
p i l
out of her mouth,
instead of her
and that I'll gladly
let the words slice me,
if it means
Sick isn't something
You can see.
When I'm standing there -
Fists bracing -
For 'no reason at all',
I hope it makes you
Feel big and tall,
To tell me I'm being stupid.
When I can't talk to someone -
Because my throat is dry,
And I feel sick,
Like I can't
Catch my breath,
Like I'm going to cry
Like I'm hurtling
Towards death -
Don't tell me to
'Get over myself'.
When I'm crying -
And my knees
And I'm too scared
And every heart
Makes me jump -
How can you tell me
I need to 'grow up'?
When I can't get on a bus -
Because so many people,
So many eyes,
And my mind is force-feeding
Me so many lies -
Don't tell me I 'think I'm better
Than everyone else'.
I'm trying my hardest.
Really, I am.
Would you tell someone with a broken leg
To just get up and walk?
Would you tell someone with no tongue
To open their mouth and talk?
Would you tell a wingless angel
So tell me why -
When it is
I Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin Away
I tear this skin from my body,
Even if the world screams,
That I am only an illusion.
I tear the bones from my legs,
Through pain, I will grow,
Through suffering, I will become.
I rip the muscles from my arms,
These teeth from my jaws...
And with nothing upon me,
I carry on...
Like a broken puppet, still shivering,
Still forcing its way through the darkness;
I tremble for I am nothing...
And yet, I am moving. My voice still screams...
I draw breath into these tired lungs,
As I rip the flesh away...
And I shatter these mirrors before me,
With a voice that will not break:
Because the world cannot label me as nothing,
And I will live for my own sake!
"So tell me, is that all the pain you've got for me?"
A note for people who need a kind wordJust a note,
For anyone who has felt,
Like they have been broken.
Just like an old toy.
Thrown and tossed around like a rag doll.
To anyone who feels,
They re tearing at their seams.
And they re losing all control.
A note to the little girl,
And waited for her mother.
Or her father.
To come back home,
To keep her safe,
While she cried.
Or to at least of said goodbye.
And wishes they d come back and tell her,
A note to the lonely boy.
So quiet and reserved.
Who sits and takes their cruel words.
Thinking it s what he deserved.
To be thrown into lockers,
And thinking he can find something better,
With the company of a razor,
Rather than a human.
Because humans have caused him more hurt,
Than the blades that pierce his skin.
A note to the beautiful girls.
Who walk for miles,
Until they have blisters on their feet.
Because they will not accept the defeat,
Of having to see numbers,
That tell them they are not worthy.
They are not pretty.
And they should not be living.
If they c
You're beautifulPlease eat.
Are you listening to me?
If you are,
I want to tell you.
You re beautiful.
It doesn't matter what you weigh,
you shouldn't feel guilty about what you ate.
It doesn't matter,
I promise you things will get better.
Listen to my words,
Hold my hand.
Don't worry about the rest of the world,
It's okay if they don't understand,
How it feels like,
To feel fat,
To feel ugly,
To feel worthless.
You are none of those things.
It s okay to be chubby,
It s okay to be skinny.
Because you have a big heart.
And your smile,
Is like a priceless work of art.
And I don't want to see you destroy,
Because you're more than just a broken toy.
And to everyone else,
So for once let yourself be,
Accept your reflection.
Because you are the definition of perfection.
So don't worry,
Don't be sorry,
To be who you are.
Because you re,
What is Hope?Hope is something we have as children,
It helps us thrive and try our hardest.
Hope is what we express in the worst of times
When all hope seems lost.
Hope is what people possess in life
To work toward our dreams.
Hope is a lie
That's not worth our time.
AnxietyAnxiety tapping on my door,
"Can I come inside your head?"
I shiver, not ready for its visit.
It charges in, smelling of worry.
Spends a morning, afternoon and night,
playing with my emotions.
A marionette dancing its old tune on rough strings.
Leaves me winded and praying to beat it the next time.
I Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger TogetherI Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger Together
if i’m being completely honest,
i can’t say i know what you’re goin’ through.
and if i’m being frank,
i’m sort of afraid to write this
because i’ve always been unsure
if i love too much but it’s my nature
and i’d rather lose by trying too hard
than to do so without doing enough.
i hope you’re asleep now
and i hope you don’t read this
till the morning and i hope by then
things will be a little lighter
but i’m hoping against hope
because if you don’t know,
i feel when things are off.
call it intuition, call it a feelin’,
say i just know it.
my friend, my door is always open
even when you’re feeling closed
off to the world and right there,
i can understand that feeling well,
because i still feel we relate to one another
better than most brothers understand their sisters.
know i look at you as a sibling
and i believe we know when the other
Ultimul visMa intind privind o stea
Ma intreb cum poate el sa te aiba
Iar eu nu te pot avea..
Si cu fiecare secunda numar un regret
Ce cu fiecare lacrima curge incet
Privirea imi e in acelasi loc
Si totul se intuneca usor
Dar raza ei,ramane acolo..
Raman peste un norisor
"Ma intreb,oare zbor?"
Si totul se invarte in jurul meu
Apas play doar pe cele
Ce legatura cu tine aveau..
Ca un soarece anesteziat
Gandul asta te-nfioara
Presupun ca e ultima oara
Si cu o ultima incercare
Sar din disperare
Intr-o amintire de demult
Si clopote incep sa bata
Pentru mine,ultima data...
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
Keep in Touch!
scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More