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.wistful.They're almost black: the memories.
Ironically fitting, the tint to our clothes and
how you hair was supposed to be but of course that had turned out
unexpected, a little too poetic to mean anything but
brighter is what I need.
And I'll take that optimism and run it up my veins,
- not painfully, don't spare a pause for concern, i'm alright, i promise -
and maybe it'll spark a new light
something to help see better, feel better, breathe better,
anything to remember.
But once I do, it'll only hurt more
and it already hurts plenty without the reminders of
moon-eyes, they were like moons, right?
porcelain, pristine no matter how damaged you swore you were,
a laugh that i knew was music, but what was the tune?
a smile, lips turned up but i can't seem to recall how or why or
where those memories went.
they've got to be here somewhere..
and of course the closeness,
that final moment that passed too quickly of
arms linked, hearts joined, we were so close -
.Withering Ties.What comes with you is withering ties
Run down by distance soaring high
A side of memories to go by
With swollen hopes run sick and dry.
It's broken shards of promise lands
Of shining knights and Peter Pans
To calm your jittery, shaky hands
To drop your fragile grains of sand.
What we once were seems to have flown
Shapen by the sides we've grown
And what we may have never known
Came about when left alone.
It's a new window to look through
Of greener grass that's bright and new
With sunlight to light up your blues
A reflection of me and you.
A ball of wishes waiting
It's magic never fading
The seeds filled with desire
To shoot your hopes up higher.
The stem is plucked without a care
Chance for a wish is equal; fair
Inhale your trust and all you know
Exhale your dreams and let them go.
They'll ride the wind and sail the skies
Whisked away before your eyes
And when they're ready, they will grow
All they need is just a blow.
.Pining.Of urgency and desperation
A heart in need of love's salvation
Send a smile my direction
Trust in me your heart's protection.
A spark was shared between our gaze
Which marked the start of many days
In which I'd drown under your stare
Stripped of thought, you left me bare.
Down to bones, I tend to wonder
If in your mind I ever to wander
Like the child I stoop down to
When it comes to me and you.
I like to think our spark had meaning
Towards destiny I'm often leaning
But even fantasy walks a line
To keep your fate sealed off from mine.
.Spiral.A twisting, turning coil spirals
Lower, lower, 'til it drops
The coil's close to snapping now
Tighter, tighter, 'til it pops.
Hear it snap; fast as a blink
Listen, listen, or you'll miss it
See it spring back; no hestiation
Quickly, quickly, did you see it?
It's not the same, it's broken now
Fix it, fix it, make it better
Before it's rusty and forgotten
Hurry, hurry, put it together.
Time is sprinting much too fast
Slower, slower, can you keep up?
It's fate is sealed; broken forever
Silence, silence eats you up.
.Unconditional.Stunted attention gravitates around two foggy scenes
One of muddy browns, one of looming evergreens
The same abrupt ending to come, the same destiny
Of having to take in the blows and continue moving.
There's always the same blip of thought to get me stumbling
The 'what-if's' that fuel that fire dying to keep burning
But no matter the desperation cycling through my head
I'd rather go down with a smile than be broken and dead.
It's a constant struggle to look forward, ignore the urge to look
But if I do, there's no stopping the automatic hook
I'll flouder and I'll lose my grip just for old time's sake
It's too big of a hole to fill, too big a risk to take.
Those certain songs and memories are pushed away like disease
The wound's too ripe to reminisce, I'll never be at ease
And the moon would be your eyes while the sun would be your smile
And the snapshots would come rushing in, like they have for a while.
So to keep the blistering pain at bay, I'll look off to the side
Pretend that ther
.Facade.A mere sweetness to the eyes
With a gentle voice to add
Not a true threat to the field
In which a heart's moths do flutter.
There's but the smallest stirring
To accompany a lonely smile
Aware of forced love's quaint facade
To lure a heart into deception.
Be it a game of love or lust
A tug of war of 'do's and 'don't's
Or simply a game of pretend
To dress a lone smile with color.
There's a bitter beauty in the cracks
Of a heart that's feigned affection
The hint that what was once reality
Could return if properly coaxed out.
.Ghost.Am I but a ghost for you
The way you are a ghoul for me?
Am I ever just a speeding car
Passing by your highway-mind?
You were my fall-back safety net
To keep me from falling too hard
You were my sane security
To cling to when my bird-heart trembled.
I don't miss your apologies or promises or words
But the intentions behind them; the feel, the touch, the looks
I yearn for nostalgic concern that's faded into speckled papers
The thought that once I had been primary, no longer so expendable.
Now we're trapped in memories; scrapbooks laced with tears
The broken bond and stitched up hearts that beg for a numbing dosage
Now it's saddened hopelessness, desperate for a glimpse to the future
In fear that we may end up with just one love that never lived to blossom.
:.Dream.:Sometimes, when I'm alone and only silence rings through the halls, I'll go into my room and turn the lock.
I grab my headphones and slip them on, powering up my trusty music player then carefully selecting a song.
I close my eyes and wait.
There's a stirring in the room: a quiet rumble as the song starts up. There's only black to see, but my senses kick in as the faint sound of chanting plays into the background.
I open my eyes and the sight before me is stunning.
The walls are no longer a bland eggshell-white, but are loud and ecstatic. They hold a sea of fist-pumps hitting the air as the buzzing of a million fans scream behind the rising action. The guitars pick up the steady beat, swinging hands with the tempo and gliding through the air. They're clustered but casual in movement, dancing as the bass rings through their bodies.
I look out at all of them, a smile on my lips.
I take a deep breath.
The first note is steady and clean as if this wasn't the first time I had bel
Doesn't it scare you? Doesn't it scare you?
Doesn't it scare you, knowing that a bullet could take your life away quicker than quick?
Doesn't it scare you, being hit by a grenade harder than brick?
Does the loud sounds of guns firing make you jump?
Do you ever feel scared that you'll never wake up from this nightmare known as war?
Doesn't it scare you Never knowing if you'll make it out alive.
Doesn't it scare you knowing Over hundreds out to kill you... to end your life.
Doesn't it scare you? Possibly being stabbed with a knife?
Although, you shouldn't be scared.
Think of how much your cared.
Loved ones, waiting for your arrival.
Hoping that your the best when it comes to survival.
You are loved and highly adored.
Remember, you are protected by the Lord.
Rising AboveUsing a candle, I held it up to truly see
light took the shadows from your hands
and then I realize now that I am free
I can finally say goodbye to these sad lands.
I had become helplessly and hopelessly buried
I had struggled, choked, and cried
but it was myself that I continuously carried
I believe each moment a piece of me died.
Yet, I could feel a light drawing nearer
I dug myself from the deepest pits of the dirt
now I can stand looking in the mirror
I have risen above this bleeding hurt.
You have done your harmful deeds
but you have failed to bury me completely
reflection is what your heart needs
regardless, I'll say goodbye to you sweetly.
So farewell. Enjoy your lonesome tree.
They are mere threads of pain and fear
skillfully weaved together to form
They plague my mind and
torture my soul
I wish to cut my ties with them
but they are pulling the strings
Dear little creature,
you are nothing more than an illusion
please go home
return to hell and leave
my mind alone
I refuse to be a victim
in this murder case
How dare I allow you to
massacre my dreams
My imagination is not so weak
as to let you run amok
in my mind anymore
Let me rest in peace.
Regrets, Regrets, RegretsI'm caged in,
barred in my mind.
There is no key, no savior,
so help me please!
I'm only human,
prone to make mistakes.
I didn't need this,
I didn't deserve this,
what was “right” is wrong!
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
they keep me in.
No matter how much I kick, scream,
nothing is here to save me.
Some think it is a animal,
a beast within me.
Some think it is the past,
spinning and circling in repeat.
For me, it may be both.
The past is the past,
laughs the animal in me.
It kicks in me,
spilling crimson and regret.
I bleed in cruel and bitter rule.
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
evil identities on repeat.
Always here, Always there,
a true crown of thorns...
Sticking on my head,
pounding with my heart,
All I ever wanted was to be free..
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
we are here to fight you.
Don't take her,
she is stronger than you.
Don't take him,
he is too.
Regrets, Regrets, Regrets,
come and fight like a man!
Prove to me you are what you say you are!
Don't run and hide, come with
I Can't ImagineI can't imagine how you feel,
the emotions of what you are going through.
All I can do is say "I'm sorry,"
and do my best to be there for you.
The people we love, care for,
even idolize leave at too high a cost.
Because once they are gone, we mourn,
we cry, and even pray for the one we have lost.
I can't imagine how you feel,
while you are bereft of that special person now.
I can swear to you, that this moment and forever on,
my shoulder is yours to lean on, and this I avow.
You are not alone, other hurt now too,
for this loved one touched many a soul.
While in your heart there may be a hole,
In time their memory you'll be able to extol.
I can't imagine how you feel,
I really can't grasp the concept or have a clue.
I won't be able to help you get over it,
but how to live, push forward, and love again; I will, always for you.
A Knight In Missing ArmorI am no more than a memory
I accept this and agree
But often do I catch myself
Hoping you still think of me
I am no more than a shadow in
The middle of the day
Easily missed, just like your kiss
I'd speak if I knew what to say
Yet my voice is silenced as I see your life
Move on with love and laughter
I just wish that I could have been the one
To give you happily ever after
deeperas I float
deeper into the blue
watching my boat
fade from view
thoughts seize upon
a memory of you
in a garden room
made for two
a long distant spring day
warm breeze upon our skin
the promise of an adventure
about to begin
as bubbles trail
cold wet lips descending
speak your name
with love unending
not a testmere moments ago
we laughed and talked
time calmly still
while we walked
then you were gone
out of the camera frame
this thing called life
can never be the same
so many minuses
carrying on traditions
nothing adding up
with so few additions
so desperate to survive
but fade they will
just as those who are alive
love alone is left to conquer
our worst and best
life is but a journey
not a test
.Reminisce.Remember when we'd sit up against the wall?
Share a laugh, make it up as we went along
And how we were so happy, when it was just two
And how my heart is twisting at the thought of you
Remember swinging high and flipping when you reached the top?
And how thousands of miles couldn't tell our hearts to stop?
And now the mist of rain only speaks your name, no matter what I do
Why can't my heart stop twisting at the thought of you?
Remember our first exchange of words that meant the world?
The tug-of-war that we played as lonely fingers curled
And with the summer waning, I don't know what to do
All I feel's my heart twisting at the thought of you.
Remember our last goodbye, a hug cut short by time?
And how it finally hit me that it might be fine
Though love is never-ending, and hearts can go on, too
My heart is always twisting at the thought of you.
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