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HopeFirst it was squashed like a bug,
Trod on by a million feet,
Never to be seen again.
The despair and darkness was suffocating.
There was never to be a happy day again,
Everything was ruined.
But then .
A light appeared.
Faint at first, but growing ever stronger.
Somehow making even the air feel lighter.
There is a chance now.
Smiles can be seen everywhere and
Laughter can be heard echoing around rooms.
But something as fragile as this
Surely can't last long?
Surely it can't keep up forever.
Hope is a strange thing.
It can create amazing wonders,
But it can also be our greatest downfall.
I can only hope that it brings me up this time.
Story of My Life(This is a paper I was suppose to write for class. Please look in the description to see what my assignment was. Tell me if you think I'm completely off.)
Who do I want to be?
This question has haunted me for as long as I can remember,
And it swirls even more rapidly in my head
As I stare at this blank paper.
Who do I want to be?
How do I want to live the rest of my life?
So many questions,
With so many different answers I could give.
But if I'm being honest,
I don't really know.
I've only lived seventeen years of life so far.
Half of it I can barely remember.
And there's still so much to see.
How could I make this decision now?
Plan out the rest of my life,
When I'm still not quite sure what it is yet.
How should the story of my life go?
I can tell you the story my parents are writing,
The one where I go to college for ten years
And become a famous doctor.
Or maybe you'd rather hear my teachers' version.
The ones who see me as the smart, quiet girl
Who sits in the back and studiously
Just for TodayHey,
Tell you what.
Just for today,
Let's run away.
Prove to the world
That we are our own.
Take my hand because
Just for today,
We don't have to listen to anyone.
Hold on tight,
And I'll show you the path.
Because just for today,
It's just the two of us.
Close your eyes
And look to your side.
Because just for today
I am beside you,
Holding your hand.
And maybe someday,
Maybe it won't be
Just for today.
Beautiful SoulAll those words you say about yourself,
When you say you're not a good person,
All that nonsense that comes out of your mouth,
I never believe any of it.
I know you.
You are a kind and sweet person.
But you only show this side to the select few you hold close to your heart.
I don't think even you see it.
It is something subtle and quiet,
And yet still strong and steady.
It's so beautiful.
Those people who assume and judge at first glance,
They don't see the precious thing they have right in front of them.
Deny it all you want.
I'll argue with you all day and night about it.
I see this precious person I have in front of me,
And I'm not letting go.
A Dare for Artists EverywhereWhat writer doesn't want to share his
Thoughts, ideas, and dreams?
What painter refuses to pick up the brush
And show the world her mind?
Everybody has something to say.
Everybody has something they believe in.
So the question is
What do you believe in?
What gets your heart pounding?
What do you want to shout out to the entire world?
What do you have to say?
I have something to say.
Tell me what's important to you.
Tell me what you'd fight for to the very ends of the earth.
Tell me your dreams.
Do you want world peace?
Or maybe you just want your protagonist to make it safely home?
Do you want to make a difference?
Do you want to tell a story?
Tell me anything.
Tell me everything.
What goes through your head on a daily basis?
I want to know.
Whether it be through a few simple words, a picture, or a painting.
Let me see the world through your eyes.
I dare you.
A Letter for YouDear Reader,
You there. Yes, you. The one reading this letter. I have a question for you.
How are you?
Answer truthfully now, none of that "fine" nonsense. Believe me, I've pulled it off enough to see right through it.
Alright? Good? Terrible?
Well, here's another question:
Do you have a Valentine?
I apologize to those of you who hate that question. The ones that avoid the eyes of the questioner and murmur a quiet "No, not this year Again "
To those of you who squealed in delight or smiled at the thought of your love, I congratulate you on being lucky enough to find that special someone.
For the ones whom despise Valentine's Day and everything it encompasses, grit your teeth and bear through it, it's only once a year after all.
And to all of you who fall in between, have a very happy Valentine's Day.
But I have message for all of you, something that applies to each and every one;
To the single ones, the desperate ones, the in-love ones, the couldn't-care-les
One WordMy heart is bursting.
It spills out in
My love spelled out
Written in black and white
All along the page,
In your name.
Just A Little Kindness"C'mon, finish him off!"
"Yeah, take him down! Show him what we're made of!"
"Let's go, man! Give the devil a taste of his own medicine!"
I frowned, trying to drown out all of the heckling and yelling. It was so hard to focus with the noise. I closed my eyes, clenching my fist.
This was it. It was finally my moment to shine, to take down the guy who'd been harassing me for years. All I had to do was give him one more hard punch. That was it. We'd win, and his gang would finally leave.
I let out a slow breath, locking my eyes on the pathetic man cowering beneath me. All of his buddies had taken off after seeing the backup we had, leaving him on his own.
"Please " Came the whispered begging, "Please No more "
I no longer felt fear strike through me when I looked at him. None of the loathing and hate either. Just pity.
Pity for the coward under my mercy.
Why was I so afraid of him in the first place? He had nothing but intimidation and look where that g
A Friend's PresenceThe second I laid eyes on her, I knew. I could tell from the way she moved, the way she smiled at my arrival, from the very way she breathed. But mostly, I could see it in her eyes. They were dark, not a single light to them.
I was instantly drawn to her. This was not right. She never let her weakness show, especially not in public. Not like this. She was in too much control for that. I glanced around as I sat by that miserable figure, looking for anyone else who may catch her weak moment.
No one else had noticed, or maybe they couldn't. Maybe she only saved this specific pain for me, and only me. She was skilled enough to only let her emotions filter through to me, which made this situation much more urgent.
Her smile turned to one of relief, and she breathed in my scent, trying to take comfort from it. I opened my mouth to ask a question, what it was I didn't know, but she stopped me with another look.
She leaned in close, resting her head on my shoulder. I could feel the weight of i
Not Meant to BeI make a decision and
I try to get my thoughts to stray,
But it's really no use
Because on you they stay.
All the things that you do,
I cannot help myself!
My mind sticks to you
And not anyone else.
But I know it's no use.
We simply can't be.
Yet I still hope that
You think the same things about me.
Wonder and questions erupt
Within my mind.
Maybe a simple kiss on the cheek
Wouldn't be such a crime?
But then I come back
To the real world at last.
I've got to get over you
And pretend my feelings have passed.
Sometimes life really stinks,
And you look back with regret.
It seems like all the things that I want,
I never really get.
And to think that you maybe could be
My perfect match.
It's too late now, though.
I have to let you go even though I want to catch.
So maybe one day we will
Find each other again.
But until those future days,
I'm left with we-could-have-beens.
You know that all I really want
Is the best life for you.
And the fact is I'm not the girl
Who can make those dreams com
Who do you think you are?Who do you think you are?
Who are you to judge who I can and cannot be?
Who are you to decide what I should and should not see?
Who are you to say what I can and cannot do?
You're way too stuck up in your own selfish world to even tell that I love him and not you.
The pain you've caused me is sunk in way to deep
Too deep for me to even attempt to creep
Why won't you cease your endless attempts?
For you know very well that I cannot be content.
Why won't you leave me alone?
Why can't you leave my heart untorn?
Who are you?
Who are you to even dare to tell me what to do?
Everyday just blurs into one.
The moon starts to look just like the sun.
Full steam ahead in the night.
Never fully charged
Never quite right...
But she was a snowy day
A break from working hard for
She was a snowy day
A chance to get some rest
To resolve my sleepless
So I can fight another
I'm crying out for you
Crying out for that smile
It has been long past due
When you promised it'd be a little while
I told you to never let go
And I would wait forever for you
But as soon as you could
You became a faded memory
I don't like to be jaded
About something I can't control
So I'll just smile and wait
Hoping for that someday
Smile, like this summer's never gonna end
Dance, till this holy night decides to end
Love, unlike you've ever done before
Live, until it's time to close that door
I woke up one morning
Your voice was gone
I wasn't that sad
In fact, I was quite happy
So I did a favor for my momma
And took a little trip to the store
When I walked past the counter
There you were with many a kind word
Let's get together again
Let's see each other some more
I want to rebuild what we had
No matter what it takes
Those words of yours
I would love to believe
If not for your eyes
They betray more then you know
I found I still had your number
I wanted to throw my phone out the door
Walking DiaryI have a little secret:
People tell me their own.
They often open to me,
If we're ever just alone.
They tell me darkest secrets
That wear upon their minds,
And I'm the first
That often hears of
Their most purely blissful times.
I rarely ask for the position
Of a walking diary,
But since when they talk, I listen,
The favorite candidate is me.
BeingBeing a girl
Doesn't make me
Less intelligent than you;
Weaker than you;
Less determined than you;
More vulnerable than you;
Less talented than you.
Being me makes me
Witty and persevering;
Outspoken and creative;
Original and unique;
Charming and clever;
And obviously more
Open-minded than you.
Feeling humanOpen your eyes, look at this world.
The earth itself trembles in fear,
does anybody want to hear?
Can you feel human when you see how they die?
Children abused so you can be the high tech guy,
showing our gadgets because we have nothing inside,
but from their lives of misery our eyes we hide.
Countries and lands abused, it's oh so sad.
Taking their lands for our food so we can get fat,
while they look and die of hunger and starve.
Can you feel human seeing all that?
Open your eyes, look what's around.
See the people walking down the street,
does anybody give a shit?
Can you feel human when you see what's out there?
Parents depriving their children of love and care,
leaving marks on their bodies when they can only stare,
growing to become the monsters their parents were.
Abusive men raping, disrespecting and battering girls.
Idiots full of rage, pulling women by their hairs,
Using their muscles to take what was first hers.
Can you feel human doing nothing to stop distress?
Thinking in ProgressI have so many things to tell you.
So many things I want to say to you.
Words that form in my head,
Day after day.
But for some reason
I just can't seem to speak them aloud.
So instead of letting these thoughts pour out,
Allowing the sound of my voice to fill the air,
I sit in silence with you.
I really want to talk to you about them.
I really do.
But sometimes I am afraid.
So very terrified of the consequences that could come.
If I just let one of the words slip out.
My worries, and hopes, and dreams
I wish to whisper them all to you.
So what the hell is stopping me?
The same thing that stops everyone in their tracks.
But I want to
But I can't.
I want to!
Just give me a few minutes, a few seconds.
Really, that's all I need.
Just a little bit of time to think it over.
I'll tell you everything, I promise.
I just have to remember how to be brave again.
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