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Together ForeverAll of the pain you've been through
All of the fights we've experienced
My love for you still remains true
Although we've been distanced
I said I love you and you love me
I can't stand to lose you again.
That's why your soul will be above me
You'll finally be out of your pain then
I will end your pain for you. Permanently
No more worrying. No more crying.
It'll be just you, me and an eternity
I won't have to worry about you lying
Oh, but you'll be lying with me, not to me
Spending all the time in the world with me
Just you and me. Together forever.
You said you love me. Was what you said true?
Would you give your life to me?
I guess you don't have a choice now do you
Unheard painNo matter what, I've always felt empty
Almost Like I had no purpose or substance
I just want to be happy already
Everyone else has it in abundance
I go through a useless copy-paste routine
I have many problems and emotions unseen
But does anyone care nor do they understand?
Everyone I know and their claims are bland
They don't know me or what I've been through
I smile to hide the negativity my pain brings me
It's the way I've been raised It's all I can do
I'm took weak and I don't want anyone to see
My life is like a road. No ups or downs. Just pavement
All my friends have everything that my life doesn't.
Women, money, happiness, you name it they got it
And I'm just here, sitting in the dark typing to myself
I'm tearing up just thinking about what I want to admit
That's why people don't hear me say it. I keep it inside.
Like a demon looming over it's victim I'm silent about my troubles
The world wouldn't care anyway. I'm just a drop of water in the sea of life.
Who would care to
Gifted:Chapter 4 Oh great. So he was going to go ahead and panic? What was it that was forcing the stone composure of Lecs to shatter? Well, only one way to find out. Dante turned his head, and then his entire body so that he could behold the sight of the flames together in the grass. Wait,how was the grass not-- never mind. He wasn't gonna question nature anymore. Being able to lift stuff with his mind didn't really leave him much room to question physics anymore. Plus all that was going on didn't really scream normal so he shouldn't even be surprised by this.The contained flames started in the grass and as expected formed a pair feet with sandals, moving on up to form the slender,feminine legs of this female covered by her jeans. Her arms, torso, and eventually her head were all formed. She had on a white shirt with a few rips and the tail was halfway burned. The light complexion of this female almost shined in the sunlight as her red hair and matching red eyes glared intently at Dante.
Gifted:Chapter 3Looks like his life took a turn for the weird when he left home a few months ago. Survival wasn't that hard but now he had to realize all those situations his powers would've came in handy for when he was back at home. Like getting the remote when he was feeling really lazy. Fending off attacks from his mom. Choking people like some sort of ninja from across the room with just a pinch of your fingers. Magic tricks, ruling the world, so on and so forth. He could sit here all day and come up with different ways to utilize his powers for the sake of laziness and self gain but apparently Lecs here expected him to be all responsible and hone his powers so that he could help him or something. After killing that eyeless hound thing he felt maybe he could use his powers for something other then making himself look cool and powerful. Defending himself was one. But, what he wanted to know was what the Monachus, monks, old people or whatever he was supposed to call t
Gifted:Chapter 2A few hours had passed since the explosion. And unfortunately for everyone inside the building at the time, it was nothing but a pile of rubble. Dante, with the willpower of a blood thirsty shark, slowly began to rise out of the rubble, lifting large pieces of debris so that he could stand. As he made his way out he could only think about where he went wrong:taunting that lion or following Lecs into this deranged town.He finally was able to stand tall. His brown eyes scanned the area and unfortunately there weren't as many people around as before. He didn't completely wreck the town but it wasn't anything that these people couldn't bounce back from.....right? Well, it was there fault for expecting him to know what to do so suddenly in the first place! Speaking which, what were they Talking about when they brought up " The Gift" he had? If they really did unlock the "Gift" inside of him then maybe he should be able to use it. Lecs was talking about that it
Gifted:Chapter 1Have you ever felt like you were living for a purpose you haven't found yet? A larger cause that you weren't aware of? Dante felt that way. He felt like that all the time. Seventeen and out of the house was a lot and it changed a guy. He had to become more athletic to survive. Smarter to get around. But, sometimes it just wasn't enough. Losing your mother and now the world was his. When he lost his mom he saw it as a chance to leave his local city and set out. He didn't know where he was going, he just knew he wasn't going to stay home and mope. He had nothing but the clothes on his back and what little knowledge of nature he had.
Dante was a tall boy. About 5'11, he had dark complexion, brown eyes, and a nice head of black hair that hung just below his ears. It's been about three weeks since he's left home so his build has went from slender to slightly muscular. Nothing too impressive. Yet. Currently, he had on a pair of jeans, some low grade sneakers, an
I think of 'you'Peering out my window, noticing, the lilac bush in full bloom.
Picking up one of the soft petals
and raising it to my nose;
the air is 'warm'
the fragrance sweet...
I think of 'you'.
The day is lazy.
Soft music comes drifting by my window
from the house down the road.
I notice the gentle hum of the queen bee
as she feeds off the flowers,
and the soothing monotony of the crickets song.
I am so 'aware' - of 'life' taking place...
I think of 'you'.
The cemetery's aglow, with bright flowers,
and fresh, young graves...
I walk, down the mental paths of my mind;
the sun, shining warmly upon my hair, and face.
The birds, ask and answer - the sweet questions
only 'they' understand; as, I walk.
And the tomb stones, look back at me
introducing themselves by name,
welcoming, my company;
'offering', perfumed fragrant gifts
as a symbol of life...
Lifting one, to my nose.
Smelling it's gentle fragrance, and touching it's soft
EnvisionIn my thoughts I'd 'hope' for you....
I wish we could have been...
I'd close my eyes and see in my mind
an ever so sweet envision.
The truth had come to me too late;
though looking back in the blue
the feelings stir, inside me again,
the beautiful ways in which I'd seen you...
I was as a mountain
peaked, with soft white snow;
til the Spring of 'you', came into my life;
then gentle waters flowed....
And went with me
through valleys and streams
of my life, I'd never seen before.
Our differing ways, just intensified
to show me more.
I learned a whole new world of 'me'
things, you already knew...
Of the sun in the sky
it's effect to warm.
You 'showed me' the sky of blue.
I learned of the birth of flowers
as they opened, to the dawn.
I knew then what it was to smile.
You taught me, and then you'd gone.
And slowly I looked about me
at everything that you 'were'.
All the beautiful things
of which, together; helped me
to paint your picture.
Then I understood - and felt the wa
Closed DoorsLeave me alone
Let me lose
Myself in the ocean
Where I will be
Let me stay
Away from the clock
Of our days.
Of the reality
Waiting for me
With a knife.
I don’t want
To leave behind
The best years
Of my life.
What I like
Fades it out.
Soon will be
Dust these words
In your memory.
Serenity's AngelI am she, Serenity...
Thou knowest not my beauty.
But if ye sought the face of the Lord
surely, I would come to thee.
My wings are bound and chained
to fly, only, unto the sincere;
whom have searched with the angels
of Patience, and Mercy; and Truth,
for the key to my seal.
I reside not, in the halls of vexation,
nor do I neighbor with wrath.
I know only the ways, of love and justice
and all they of whom, such qualities hath.
I flyest through the beginings
unto the ends of the earth; my candle
an eternal flame.
Given to me of the Lord
SEEK HIS FACE
and share my name.
Finger TipsTake my hand, and let us fly
We both know you are not shy,
Just scared of rejection
I, too, lack affection.
Though I would never use you
To fill holes no one can view.
So, are you ready yet?
Please, my dear, do not fret.
Let me take you far away
As to help you make your day.
No harm is intended
For hate here is ended.
You deserve only the best
Not because you need a rest,
Since time is drawing signs
Guiding me to your lines.
Saving HerSave yourself, because I can't save you.
You are drowning in your own sorrows,
Lungs burning with the need for air.
Your wrists feel numb,
inviting you to cut deeper.
You pull your hair out,
Scream into your pillow at night.
You have stomach ulcers,
Light one cigarette after another.
You look in the mirror and see the ghost you have become,
Sickly smile at yourself.
You give your body freely,
Even if you hate it.
You lift your chin high,
But let your heart drag on the ground,
Kicking stones away,
While tripping in your mind.
Falling, you laugh.
Not even bracing for impact.
less or morea little darkness
tugging at my sleeve
trying to bring me down
and get happy to leave
a cloud eager to rain
upon my parade
a simple game
of less or more afraid
if I doubt
the things I know
my candle will
if I fear
their empty threat
I'll lose myself
to nagging regret
Watching the RainI have this strange feeling
in my stomach, knots are twisting
my heart is doing its revealing
but somehow I'm not existing.
I am stuck within a lonely room
listening to the drops of heavy rain
clinging to my skin is a deep gloom
happiness is not something I can feign.
Like the rain, the solitude persists
I am being left behind again and again
all I can do is tightly clench my fists
will I be forever stuck in the rain?
The sun might not break through
I need the light to grace my skin
and it will be unlike anything I knew
perhaps I might even be able to grin.
Until then, I'll watch the rain from my view
and these vicious knots will get tighter
waiting eagerly for the sun to become anew
but thank goodness I'm a fighter.
I Am, Am I?Am I to die, am I to sleep?
Am I to swim in pools so deep?
Am I to smile when I should cry?
Am I to fake oaths for the Sky?
I am the Ground that broke apart;
I am a Tennessean heart.
I am an empty ventricle,
I am a pointless article.
My chipped polish is ancient blood,
My hair bow shields me from the flood;
My scratches glimmer in the light,
My bruises—such an ardent sight!
I am pointless, I am content,
I don’t mind falling through the vent;
If others join me down there,
It will beg me to disappear.
FreedomThose days when you don't know what to do
You're sitting there wondering if anyone cares
You start to feel like all those bad things are true
Nothing is getting easier in your daily affairs
Your emotions begin to overwhelm you
The smallest things spark the anger inside
Not to mention your composure falls through
You realize the darkness you live alongside
My emotions eat me alive like a raging beast
I can't keep up this false facade much longer
The evil in me is having a delicious feast
I can't see the light or myself getting stronger
I want to simply die and be done with it
I know no one will think about or miss me
Society is the only place I'll never fit
I just wish that everyone I know could see
That I don't ask for much. Just some loyalty
Now I'm asking for a way out. Knife or gun
At least in my last moments I'll have some fun
Good bye society and all the anxiety you caused me
Good bye world and all the misfortune you brought me
Good bye you fake friends and the tears you tore from
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