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The Gods are comingWhere will you be when Death comes calling?
Where will you be when God reaps what he sowes?
Where will you be when the Valkyries come to collect you?
Where will you be when Hel claims his souls?
Where will you be when Margawse tries to protect you?
Where will you be when Morrigan raises the sword?
Where will you be when Ra closes his eye?
Where will you be when Anubis is no longer lord?
Where will you be when Azrael no longer comforts you?
Where will you be when Azazel wakes for the judjment day?
Where will you be when the Seraphim come to find you?
Where will you be when the deamons take you away?
How do I?How do I deal with the lot that I'm given?
How do I play the hand that I'm dealt?
How can I love in a world full of pain,
If loving you was all that I felt?
How do I be the best friend that I am?
I feel like I sit there with nothing to give.
I wait and I listen to all that you say,
But suffering in silence is how I must live.
I may not be ready for what you now have,
The kissing, the touching and lovingly flirt.
With a grain of salt I swallow my pride
But it does not mean that I don't feel hurt.
You come to me with sorrows and woes,
And with a straight face I take it all in.
I listen, I sympathize, I give you advice
and at the end of it all, I force out a grin.
So I beg of you please, please tell me how?!
I'm tired of fighting the loss and the strife.
I'm ready to throw in the towel and bow,
to this so called existance that's become my life.
letting go?What can you do when you always lose?
You have no choice but they make you choose.
You close up yourself, for a safe place.
The hurting inside, written all over my face.
I want to release, I want to let go!
I want to choose freedom and go with the flow!
You've asked and I've answered. I'm sorry. I lied.
And these lies in my life, will see that I'm tied.
Where do you go, to get some diresction,
When I can't even stand my own damn reflection?
I want to be there and support you the way,
But I find it hard, when you'll listen to nothing I say.
I love you, I do. But I think that's the issue.
These negative feelilngs I just can't subdue.
The deception around, is of my own weave.
Maybe it's time that I take my own leave.
Love?My heart is a battlefield,
But which side am I on?
Nothing to view but a burialground,
And no one to watch, they're all gone.
Have I died in there?
Can I still see?
I wonder how I'd fare,
If the worms won't let me be?
My love inside has finally died,
It's been shattered just too many times.
Why does it feel like it has lied,
When Honest and Truth were it's only crimes?
I weep and I mourn,
For the past that's been lost.
My Heart's shattered and torn,
This pain is my cost.
Will I ever dare to love again,
If my soulmate shall never show?
This lack of love will drive me insane,
But I will not sacrifice it, Quid Pro Quo.
Remove the windows & lock the door,
Lower the celing and raise the floor.
All four walls begin to close in,
Panic begins to slowly affect him.
Make it Dark, as black as Night.
Make him blind, remove his sight.
Make it silent, he has no voice,
And in all this, he has no choice.
Release his anger, just watch it go.
Watch his fright start to ebb and flow.
He'll reach for happiness but we've taken this
I'll never allow any amount of bliss.
And now your tears begin to fall,
It starts to press you against the wall.
Your emotional psychie I will attack,
To bad it's a shame you can't fight back.
All your defenses begin to crumble,
As ancient words I begin to mumble.
You beg and you plead for me to stop,
However I can't allow my actions to drop.
I strip you of power and all you hold dear,
I promised myself I'd have nothing to fear.
For what you had done I just can't forgive.
For all my life, it's the pain I relive.
So now I will leave you, empty and sobbing,
Your body right now must be throbbin
II'll Love you till a flame can no longer burn.
I'll love you till children no longer learn.
I'll love you till the Earth can no longer turn.
I Cherish you for your grace, beauty and love.
I Cherish your purity, as white as a dove.
I Cherish how your body fits mine like a glove.
I Adore your passion, as vast as the sea.
I Adore the love you give unto to me.
I Adore you so much to get down on one Knee.
I Treasure even your worst vice.
I Treasure how you can be so nice.
I Treasure you and will say it thrice,
I Love You.
I Love You.
I Love You.
Battel GroundMy heart has become a battle ground,
I dont know where to turn.
There are battles happening all around,
The land is set to scorch and burn.
The enemies that I face,
Are mine and mine alone.
They can disappear with out a trace,
But still cut you to the bone.
The blood that flows in rivulets,
Mixes and fuses with my tears.
To this battle I must commit,
Or suffer my remaining years.
I am the general of my men,
Treating them as chattel.
To fight mine enemy yet again,
Forced to go into battle.
This battle I must win,
Or love thats found shall be lost.
Its the battle from within,
That must be won at any cost.
My enemy is myself again,
As fought the times before.
Neither one can ever be slain,
But I will even out this score.
Chapter 2Trenton awoke face down coughing and inhaling dirt and dust. The sent of smoke still very heavy in the air the ground cold against his face. Trenton tried to push himself up. His arms, shaking so much from exhaustion, would not support him and he fell again.
Im just going to lie here and die. I do not want to get up.
Come on! Get up. We have to get going! Hurry, hurry!
Trenton slowly turned his head so he could look forward. There in front of him was a small blue blur. Trenton heaved himself up again with all his might. Finally sitting up he wiped the dirt from his face and rubbed his eyes clear. Focusing on the blue fuzz it became clear. There on the ground was Sylph.
How did you ? Where did you ? What? I think I hit my head a bit too hard when I fell. How long was I out?
I dont know but it was long enough for most of the inn to be de
Supporting Character 1General Attributes
Weapon of choice:
Specialties or Strengths:
- Aeromancy and archaic knowledge
- Frail, not a fighter
- Light blue
Recognizable feature(s) and Identifying Marks:
- Butterfly Wings
-(Story wear) None
-(Modern day wear) Light blue cotton dress and slippers. Also wearing a light blue ribbon in her hair. Would be short and petite.
- For a sprite, yes.
Main Personality Aspect:
- Curious and childlike
Happy or Depressed:
- Too happy at times
Leader or Follower:
-Mother - Unknown
-Father - Unknown
- Every other Sprite in the world
- The realm of Nothing and the winds
Path of lifeLife is a dangerous path
Full of twists and traps
A path we're forced to walk
Without turning back
We may regret the past
We may regret the mistakes
But we must learn from them
And keep moving on
We may predict the future
And even fear it
But we never know
What happens next
The only thing we have
Is the present, here and now
So let's live it
And forget about the rest
The mistakes of the past
The mysteries of the future
All part of life
This path we all walk
wordless they succumbAnd they fell -
just like that.
Just like the act of breathing;
soundless and inevitable.
Like an eager girl slipping
straps from her shoulders,
the soft crush of silk at her feet.
We Have No TimeAll we have
Is a sliver
Everything we will
Do in life
We all die before we know it
Its a fact of life
And I am already dying
A slow painful death
One year at a time
One month at a time
One week at a time
One day at a time
Then we flatline
On a metal sheet
Buried in the dirt
To think we were born yesterday
Only to die tomorrow
Winter's GirlI was winter's girl,
frozen under a thick layer of ice.
People tried to break it with their ice picks, but to no avail.
They eventually left me cold and in pieces in my frozen abyss.
You're thawing me out, slowly but surely.
"Summer girls aren't for me, "you say.
"Too full of sick strawberry sweetness."
That was just said to comfort me, but it oddly worked.
Maybe time with you will make me a summer girl,
no more need for thawing,skating with you above my ice.
WonderlandWhen I was little, I knew Wonderland.
Logic was faulty and rules were no more.
Up was down; down was up.
That was how it constantly was.
Fish swam in the air and drowned in water.
Worries were small and dreams were big.
One fell up until they reached the clouds,
Which were then used for soft beds and pillows.
Gender was an unnoticed trait.
Everyone was blind.
Everyone could see.
There were no expectations to uphold.
I was happy.
Then I woke up-or fell asleep-
Into a world with war and prejudice and plague.
I wondered then, and I do now…
Was Wonderland not the real world?
to the girl with the razors in her back pocket,stop. turn around. i understand you,
and i understand the sadness
entrenched in your bones. i understand
the late nights spent in anxious prayer
to the towels, to the creaky floorboard
just outside your parents' room, to the sink
that stains too easily. i understand
the catastrophic glances that people throw you
when you open your mouth and try
to belong. i understand the intense moments
spent in dressing rooms splicing together outfits
that will gracefully sweep past tally-marked wrists and ankles
and hopefully make sense in the dead of summer.
i understand the nights that you carve the emptiness
onto the razor and wonder if it wouldn't be better
to just die tonight instead. no one can be angry...
or disappointed...or judgmental...or sympathetic (because
sometimes forced empathy is the worst)...when you
no longer exist. it just stops. and anything
has to be better than this.
well, you're right about one thing. it does
get better. and not in that corny way
people tell you. you won't se
The Answer is Noneplease excuse the crushing
of this conversation
and i'll forgive the wheeze
as my mind's
pinch your windpipe
all but shut
watch my fading blur
as i step like god
and your heels drag
now you're the one
whose able is unned
dissed and nonned
your ghostlungs, my balloon
floating and bumping
and the whether
of pressure differentials
feels true, against
LeaveHere I sit upon my bed,
where you used to lay your head,
And even with all that you had said,
I'd thought you'd never leave.
I sit here bare,
Far all to share,
And you don't care,
I'd thought you'd never leave.
I yelled at you,
You yelled back too,
It's nothing new,
But I thought you'd never leave.
I cry inside
from too much pride,
why had I lied,
I thought you'd never leave.
I want to cry and to grieve,
I didn't want to decieve,
You were cute and so naive,
But I knew you had to leave...
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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