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An Unhealthy ConnectionYou expect me to be an adult,
But inside I'm still a child.
You think I have my life planned out,
It's in a jumbled pile.
You say something so innocent,
At least for you it seems.
You set my head spinning
'Cause I don't know what it means.
You make me feel so immature,
You make me think too much.
You hurt me irreversably,
Then use me as a crutch.
You make me feel so lonely,
You make every step unsure.
I'm afflicted, you're my disease,
And I can't find a cure.
I can't picture life without you,
You have me under your command.
You've twisted yourself around me
In ways I can't understand.
You're greedy and you're selfish,
You're with me constantly,
'Cause you think that without you,
I would be incomplete.
I've wanted so long to be free from you,
But I'm really not sure now.
You've become such a big part of me,
How can I let you go?
Thawing OutI am slowly thawing,
It's a long process.
Shedding off layers
So that I can give you access
To what is really inside me,
Everything I've done and seen.
Every thing I've ever thought,
And all the people I have been.
When Everything is Said and DoneA clock is ticking in your head,
Body lying on the bed.
When everything is said and done
No one cares who lost or won.
And when you're buried in the sand
No one needs to understand
Why you've done the things you have,
No need to tell them if they ask.
You had reasons we'll never know.
You decided how far you'd go.
But in the end the things you missed
Were not the people you had kissed.
Leaping ThroughCross your pinky,
Hope to die,
Kiss and tell
As the crow flies.
Float to the moon,
Watch the time go by,
Ask the lonely boy
If he minds.
Take a moonbeam
To the nearest star,
Ask him if he knows
Who you are.
Jump into space
with him in hand,
Say you'll meet him
In the sand.
TimeEverything is different,
Nothing stays the same.
Time is meant to chew us,
To gnaw and bite and maim.
Enough to read the intro,
But not to turn the page.
Life gives us time to worry,
But not enough to change.
As I Grow OlderI've travelled for days in a boat alone,
Floating in the water.
Hoping to find a shore unknown.
I feel I'm growing older.
I'm running out of time,
And I'm afraid of the end,
Afraid of what I'll find
Around the bend.
Afraid of who I'll meet,
And who might try to hurt me.
Afraid of who I am,
And who I soon will be.
So I'll spend my days travelling,
Floating in the water,
Hoping to find a shore unknown.
Because I feel myself growing older,
And I'd rather do that alone.
StormThe sky is white,
The trees are black.
It sounds like the earth
Is being attacked.
The trees are swaying,
The grass is pressed flat.
By the force of the rain pouring down.
And I'm trying so hard not to drown.
wishing wells and pumpkin shells
coffee with mint cream
wedding bells and magic spells
life is but a dream
mother says it's rain today
drought's been sixteen years
pigs will fly and cats will stray
seventeen brings tears
hooting owls and leopard prowls
burn the midnight sun
men with jowls eat fattened cows
never had such fun
father says it's time to go
new year's 'round the bend
can't be late for nature's show
fish-face now the trend
dreamer's dream and lover's love
wishing time would fly
blue moonbeam on heaven's dove
hope I never die
I Fell AsleepI fell asleep
In the arms of the enemy.
My worst mistake,
As I let his words get to me.
I left my life
In the hands of a killer.
I trusted my blood
To a man who's a murderer.
I closed my eyes
As he lulled me away.
I loosened my grip
As he began to sway.
I fell asleep
In the arms of the enemy.
I lost my life,
but I lost my life willingly.
Needle of the PineYou're a needle of the pine, my dear -
a poking of the spine, a narrow rod
to gently prod my heart in waters brine.
And when I fall, you pull me tall
to bask in heaven's shrine, for what you are
'tis not sub-par, my needle of the pine.
Solitary Mind of Connected MadnessI see a sliver in the outskirts of eyes,
Tripping on madness, of madness this ride
Is, a circus of freaks. And there's no place to move,
And no place to breathe there's no room it's
My mind pressing mirrors upon mirrors and halls,
Palms touching nothing but heat-slicken claws,
And bent are the fractures of twitches of dream,
And fragmented truths of escaped tragedy.
Sobbing are soldiers not laid seige to a cheek,
Fools that are weary, held back as they're freed,
And o how the merry-go-round spins its tales,
Moving forward, neverending, on circling trails.
Succumb to the effervescence of thrilling deceit,
Believe when you don't, acceptance is key,
Be lost with the timeless, unwavering charm,
In circles, not touching skin, all arm in arm.
I see a world on a sliver of fire,
Tripping on madness, on madness on wire,
Is it I'm slipping at the edge of a hope?
It's time to accept we're together
The real meaning of friendshipFriendship
Kidding around turns into
Remembering painful times
Ignoring the painful truth that lies ahead
Ending all hope
Never finding any good in it
Demanding they be there for you but they never
Seem to keep their promise of staying
Heartache and loneliness always comes at the end
Insightful friends are nothing but a myth
Promises broken and pitying oneself
In MorningThrough a wintry window laced with ice, lie
petrified panes of frosted grass beckoning,
languorously outstretched. A shivering bird’s cry
reaches horizon’s edge—that razor reckoning,
those impossible dimensions—hung like a kite
on a cloud, precipitously balanced between a dull
existence with poking pinpricks the only light,
and the embers of potential, slowly stoking. A lull
unfurls, a quiet eternity uncurling in that predawn
chill, everything faded to silent sepia, frozen
as though this instant is more important, torn
from time and left right where it was chosen
to be. Light spills over and creeps through
fractured, flinty sky turned a clear, unbroken blue.
SanityThe walls of this place were white,
Sanitation and cleanliness were no doubt at play.
Walking through them I search for the light,
Lost forever in this building, searching for the day,
The one where I would no longer be lost.
The rooms were empty,
Not a soul but for the ones at rest.
I wouldn’t say I felt guilty,
But what I had done, I would address,
And realize my action’s cost.
Continuing through these halls,
I can’t help but look at the paint.
I remember the red smears on the walls,
The copper scent lingering still and faint,
Yet luckily those memories I tossed.
I pass on, leaving behind this phenomenon.
I see a shred of the sun’s rays,
And quickly I leave my role of false surgeon.
Behind me the blood of my past lays,
Leaving it to the cold and frost.
Tick TockTick tock goes the clock
It's all a little hazy,
Tick tock she's in shock
The girl that we call Lacey
Little lines cut her neck
But no one wants to see them
All her friends wish she were dead
But no one wants to be them
One or two can make it through
The Hell that she lives in
But nothing that they say is true
So no one can believe it
Her life is just a bunch of rags
There's nothing that can save her
Her breathing comes in heavy drags
Each saying "You Deciever"
Tick tock goes the clock
It's all a little hazy
Tick tock she's a rock
The body we call Lacey
The City That Died ScreamingWhite phosphorus depicts the lands of Hell,
It melts the skin, it drowns the soul in flame,
The trigger finger has a tale to tell,
A medal for the winner of the game.
I beat you to the floor, you crawl away,
You look at me with haunted, angry eyes,
Don't you still hear the screams of yesterday?
I grin, what screams? And yet another cries.
I am your savior, bringer of the light,
The muzzle flash, the one that brings your end,
I'm here for you, I never want to fight,
Says he who used a bullet on his friend.
I ask, are you the monster, or am I?
Yet still we know we both deserve to die.
A lock, a chain.
Like tired smiles,
Like summer rain.
A kiss on the cheek,
A whistle, a call.
Like moss underfoot,
Like leaves in fall.
A dance without music,
It's precious, it's lost.
Like shards of glass,
Like Winter's frost.
Is fading away.
A harvest moon.
Like a memory,
It's leaving soon.
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