The smoke looked as if... as if it was forming something. Like it would come alive in front of my eyes, it clung to my house like a needy child. Blinking back tears, from the smoke, I rolled my hands into fists and climbed out of the car. Fear hit me, telling me to get back in the car and run away, just drive as far away as possible. The emotion felt as if it wasn't my own and I pushed it to the back of my mind, along with the real fear I was feeling. Fear of my life changing, fear of my parents disappearing, fear of the smoke.
The closer I got the more people there were. Firemen, police, gawking neighbours. They sat like vultures perched ou
the past is the past, they say
and I just, maybe, figured that out today
i put it away, where i'd like it to stay
forever
forever
forever and a day
there are these new thoughts, which i want them to stay
forever
forever
forever and a day
hope
used to be a futile emotion, but now it's become a wonderful notion
even without my dependent weight, i can hold myself up, which i know you hate
you can go on missing me
forever
forever
forever and a day
my muse
my lover
my shining light
you're all my darkness wrapped up tight
you fuel my fire
my burning plight
you're the whisper that gets me through the night
when I cry your always there
that understand smile and that murderous glare
I know you'll protect me
even from myself
and hide the things I shouldn't see
help me grow to who I need to be
my muse
my lover
my shining light
you're all my darkness wrapped up tight
And what of desire she said
with pursed lips to roll
the seeping out of her very soul
He looked her in the eyes
thought of solid blue skies
and said
Desire is of the mind
and you are in no thoughts of mine
A cup of wine, a smile to deceive
a silent message he didn't receive
She moves about, like smoke through fire
setting fear in the hearts of liars
His eyes do follow, but they do not see
and the leaves do fall from the trees
A gulp, and a drop of sweat
anxiety
he begins to fret
She sits in front of him
her voice a silent whisper of wind
and she said
I am your thoughts, your daily bread
I am your hunger that can't be f
Back when I was I fool,
I learned to be wise
in the time it took you to deceive me.
The color of the skies was
the color of your eyes
and they were beautiful.
But like all things they turned to rot,
and became something easily forgot.
But time still passes and memories do fade,
and not everyone is meant to be saved.
When I was wise,
I learned to be a fool,
because knowing is so hard to do.
And I'll keep letting you deceive me,
as long as you always do keep me.
And things will still rot,
and always be forgot.
Time will pass,
beauty will become trash.
The new will become old,
it's something that remains untold.
The smoke looked as if... as if it was forming something. Like it would come alive in front of my eyes, it clung to my house like a needy child. Blinking back tears, from the smoke, I rolled my hands into fists and climbed out of the car. Fear hit me, telling me to get back in the car and run away, just drive as far away as possible. The emotion felt as if it wasn't my own and I pushed it to the back of my mind, along with the real fear I was feeling. Fear of my life changing, fear of my parents disappearing, fear of the smoke.
The closer I got the more people there were. Firemen, police, gawking neighbours. They sat like vultures perched ou
the past is the past, they say
and I just, maybe, figured that out today
i put it away, where i'd like it to stay
forever
forever
forever and a day
there are these new thoughts, which i want them to stay
forever
forever
forever and a day
hope
used to be a futile emotion, but now it's become a wonderful notion
even without my dependent weight, i can hold myself up, which i know you hate
you can go on missing me
forever
forever
forever and a day
my muse
my lover
my shining light
you're all my darkness wrapped up tight
you fuel my fire
my burning plight
you're the whisper that gets me through the night
when I cry your always there
that understand smile and that murderous glare
I know you'll protect me
even from myself
and hide the things I shouldn't see
help me grow to who I need to be
my muse
my lover
my shining light
you're all my darkness wrapped up tight
And what of desire she said
with pursed lips to roll
the seeping out of her very soul
He looked her in the eyes
thought of solid blue skies
and said
Desire is of the mind
and you are in no thoughts of mine
A cup of wine, a smile to deceive
a silent message he didn't receive
She moves about, like smoke through fire
setting fear in the hearts of liars
His eyes do follow, but they do not see
and the leaves do fall from the trees
A gulp, and a drop of sweat
anxiety
he begins to fret
She sits in front of him
her voice a silent whisper of wind
and she said
I am your thoughts, your daily bread
I am your hunger that can't be f
Back when I was I fool,
I learned to be wise
in the time it took you to deceive me.
The color of the skies was
the color of your eyes
and they were beautiful.
But like all things they turned to rot,
and became something easily forgot.
But time still passes and memories do fade,
and not everyone is meant to be saved.
When I was wise,
I learned to be a fool,
because knowing is so hard to do.
And I'll keep letting you deceive me,
as long as you always do keep me.
And things will still rot,
and always be forgot.
Time will pass,
beauty will become trash.
The new will become old,
it's something that remains untold.
OH MY GOD
I know I really, really shouldn't feel like this at all
But what else am I to feel?
Since, he hung up I've been on the e-e-edge
of my seat, and my heartb-b-beat
is so fast like a whirlwind, like a locust I am the plants dying
then I'm dead.
AND OH MY GOD
but I will explode sometime, after all
I've nearly died
anyway.
A briny ghost of passion lingers
And the faint scent of salt against a backdrop of freesia is all you left.
Out on the street your traces dissolve into the morning fog.
Your taste remains on my lips like oceanic candy but soon dissipates with morning tea.
The airplane lifted off and you became the past.
The way you walked across my room
The soft curve of your neck as we lay interlaced
had the terrible finality of a dream just before waking.
Each kiss tasted slightly of bitterness
and the touch of your hands made my eyes wet
because I knew I couldn't hold on to you.
That which we love is that which destroys us.
In selfish desire I clutched at a burning ingot
and wondered why I was scarred.
Now you have gone and love has failed me.
An American beauty, she is. by alcoholocaustic, literature
Literature
An American beauty, she is.
I may not have that cyanide look, drop dead gorgeous.
But I'm vain, Truly, I am.
Not that you would ever notice, you were oh so too busy hogging the mirror and pushing me away with your make up covered hands.
Cover it up, but everyone will still see that your cheeks are starting to sag and that those bags under your eyes only get bigger each day.
Not that that it matters much to me.
What do I care if your skin is slowly melting from your soured bones?
Your whole being is rotting.
It's funny really.
Does it hurt much?
I wonder if I pinched you, would your skin fall apart between my fingers?
Would it dissolve and disappear ?
I
Imaginary numbers are my forte by alcoholocaustic, literature
Literature
Imaginary numbers are my forte
Won't you add me up,
and subtract the rest?
If it's like this,
then life must be a test.
I divide me up,
between you and the rest,
but you've got the best parts of me.
Three/Fourths of this is a lie,
but this statement is imaginary.
Numbers are flowing through my head,
fourteen, twenty, ten
won't you let me in again?
I can't keep this feeling, it's multiplying like crazy,
subtract me out, add in doubt,
I'd be greater without all this.
If life's like a test, then you should know I was never any good at math.
And what of desire she said
with pursed lips to roll
the seeping out of her very soul
He looked her in the eyes
thought of solid blue skies
and said
Desire is of the mind
and you are in no thoughts of mine
A cup of wine, a smile to deceive
a silent message he didn't receive
She moves about, like smoke through fire
setting fear in the hearts of liars
His eyes do follow, but they do not see
and the leaves do fall from the trees
A gulp, and a drop of sweat
anxiety
he begins to fret
She sits in front of him
her voice a silent whisper of wind
and she said
I am your thoughts, your daily bread
I am your hunger that can't be f
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