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ProgressWe've been through sunny skies so bright
We've been through cloudy and stormy nights
But don't worry love, we're almost there
To that place we dreamt of up above
You were standing so tall
You nearly reached the skies
But then I made you fall
And you are she who cries
For all her life
She believed what she now calls lies
That 'Practice makes perfect' or 'Your effort is worth it'
It's my fault
You were a queen with your crown
But then I brought you down
By getting rid of that crown of yours you treasured so
I didn't want to hurt you
Nor did I mean to
I'm such a fool
To think I'm good enough to even know you
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"
But you say nothing and run away
I'm not someone you knew even though you denied
I'm sorry for lying and making you cry
But if I'm nothing but an obstacle in your life
Then I'll die
Only if it'll make you happy
But I'm sure it shall
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"
But I get no reply
And my voice withers away
WhisperLike a bird she sits there perched on that swing of hers
The gateway wasn't open but it was unlocked
Why don't you fly away?
Was she trapped inside?
Was she too much of a coward to take that chance to escape that cage
Sealing her from the outside
She tries to call out with a trembling voice
That was exactly like a trampled withering flower
Is this the true end?
If so what's after?
Is she stuck here for all eternity?
Is she trapped?
In a cage that's covered with a blanket so no light can shine through
Or was she trying to hide?
From those monsters outside clawing at the bars like wild animals
Hunting down their prey
Not giving them at least a moment to say their last prayer
She's been crying, she's been dying
She's been lying this whole time
Sill they say she's a pure white dove, with no dark intentions
They say she's perfect
Will you really still think that
Once she went outside?
She's denying all the lies, the rumors that makes her wan
SheepShe's just a little girl
A shadow in the light
A witch hidden in a village
A rock in a pile of diamonds
A devil in Heaven
A wolf in a flock of sheep
This was her life
Made for her
She didn't want to be like this
She wasn't like this
Planted a seed
That made her believe
That she'll always be alone
That she'll never be loved
That she'll never find love
That she'll be like this
She's just a little girl
A girl who's misunderstood
By the unknown faces around her
She's a shattered mirror
She's a puzzle
With all her beliefs
With all her thoughts
She enclosed herself
She locked herself away
Since she thought she was truly a 'wolf'
But it was safer inside
But it wasn't
She's still surrounded
After the days
After the years
She became more intimidated
She had no courage
But it's not gone
There's still a light
There's still hope
But without support
She can never find it
It's harder then
SealYou stare at me, hoping that tomorrow I'll have a death wish
But you know, I had one long ago
I don't have good hearing, for I'm deaf apparently
But even before I hear you say a sound, I know what you'll say,
"I don't want to hear another word from you. Why don't you seal that mouth of yours?"
Before I sew my lips together just to amuse you
I'll ask you a question that I've been dying to ask for a very long time,
"Why can't you?"
Pleas of the Banished FoolYou really shouldn't lie
There's no need to deny
No longer, nevermore
I'm sorry I'm a bother,
A burden, a bore
So stop your lying,
You're crying and dying
Stop your attempts in taming,
To maintain the sanity remaining
In this beast so wild
So murderous and vile
And as you mourn
Over the old me who has sworn
To be with thou even after we're dead
To be with thou at times when tears shall be shed
And long, long ago your feelings for all was adorn
But now all that's left for me is scorn
So now I've decided to see you no more
For I'm just a fool, just a bore
I'm sorry I'm not your knight you wished me to be
I can only be one;
I can only be me
You have friends
You have family
You have love
You have shelter
You have food
You have water
You have everything you need
For there's still hope
PeculiarSitting on the stairwell just staring into the distance
Staring at nothing at all
Are you okay?
Is there something wrong with you?
You stay mute
And just stare
With your frown on your face
And your hands pressing against your ears
As if you don't want to hear a single sound
What did you have in your mind
What were you thinking?
What's this plot in your head?
You're just insane
And you're thinking nothing at all
As time continues
You continue to stare
You grow a smile across your face
And start to burst out with laughter
You're truly insane aren't you?
Your laughter dies down
As if you read my thoughts
You read my mind as if it was an open book
Stillness overcomes the room
Not a single sound from you was heard
All that was heard
Was the ticking of the clock
Oh, if time can only stop
And rewind itself back to what made you like this
Or were you like this from you
Winter WarIt's cold
Every breath I take each in every second
Turns to mist and fades away
Like I am
My cheeks are red
Like the blood flowing in the veins within me
And leaking out
The clouds are white and skies are grey
Just like every other day
I'm shivering since it's below 50°,
But I can't stop now
I need to run, hurry before they come
And lock you away in that cage fit for monsters
But that's what I am I guess
"Run rabbit, run rabbit, run! Run! Run!
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run! Run! Run!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Goes the farmer's gun
I softly sing the melody my mother loved
While I run myself
Like a rabbit
You promised you would hold onto my hand forever
But as the soldiers came, you betrayed us
Thus you no longer hold
My small, little hand
Shivering and slowly catching frostbite
You and they corner me and others in the slums
Where I first met you
And where you'll bring death to the one who's world was you
"Fly birdie, fly birdie, fly! Fly!
Everything's Going to be FineShe covers her eyes,
Smiles and says
"I'll be fine, all shall be fine."
On her hands, that covered those eyes
Were words written in black ink
'I'm fine' it said
She put her hands on her mouth,
Revealing her eyes and the ink on her hands turned scarlet
They changed to what looked like an open smile
With words as teeth that said,
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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