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Hey Little GhostHey little ghost, why must you cry?
Did someone tell you a pretty lie?
Was it not your time to die?
Hey little ghost, don't be shy.
Hey little ghost, why are you so scared?
Are you afraid that no one cared?
Were you frightened when your soul was ensnared?
Are you scared of the demons with their sharp teeth bared?
Hey little ghost, are you in pain?
Trapped in this world from this chain.
Are you pained by the fact only your suffering has remained?
Hey little ghost, did you die in vain?
Hey little ghost, are you going to possess me?
Is it true that your seduction is heavenly?
Is it true that your anger is deathly?
Hey little ghost, will you someday set my soul free?
Hey little ghost, why did you decide to become such a creature?
I never thought you'd be such a creeper?
Since you aren't going to get any deader.
I guess it's just you and me forever.
Counting My BreathsCounting my breaths.
Why must you haunt me so?
I hate you and always will.
You only bring me pain.
Yet I can not help but want you.
Do you hear that? The breathing has stopped.
You fascinate me with your sharp edges and obvious use.
No sound comes from the chest cavity.
Your make wonderful music.
Maybe she is hiding.
How am I to match that wonderful hymn?
But from what? Has her dad gone crazy again?
But with silence....
Maybe she- Wait listen closely...What is that sound?
I gasp in pain. No I must not interrupt the symphony of heart beats pounding my head.
It is a small sound....A sound more breathtaking then any music.
To keep my vow of silence I will cut those that gave me my noise.
Yes....It is the sound of a freed bird.... A bird that was in captivity for far too long.
The blood rushes clouding my vision with red but I don't need my sight anymore....
I have the silence....
Beautiful WonderlandThere's a world you need to see
Just beyond your eyes
Where everyone lives and no one ever dies.
Through the sky and beyond the moon
With giant flowers
And trees that touch the sun
A whole planet
where nobody fits and everyone belongs.
And the children never die
And the adults never cry
You can be and do whatever you want.
It's a sacred place
Not to be invaded by reality
Where only those uncorrupted can explore.
A midnight city
A high-speed race
A never ending forest of wondrous creatures.
And you never have to come down
And Mario and Luigi would be jealous
There are no clouds, only bright blue skies.
Just beyond your reach
Out of your touch
In a place beyond your mind and senses.
If it does not exist in any way,
How come we spend so much time escaping to such a place
That we can't see, can't hear, can't touch?
Up through the sky
The best lie never told
You can fall in love or make enemies
So let's fly to this hidden dimension
Where you will never die
Or face those awful
Full House of Jokers Ep:2
Kinan: Well hello and welcome back to, Full House of Jokers!!!!
Hiruoto: You really should give it a shorter name.
Youmi: And you really should shut your trap.
Ushinawa: *sarcastically* Oh no Youmi didn't curse. What on earth happened to Youmi?
Youmi: It's called profit you nimrod.
Hiruoto: I bet Youmi 10 bucks she couldn't stay clean through the entire episode.
Ushinawa: *looks at Youmi* So you bet 10 dollars on not doing something you do every hour?
Youmi: Grr Believe it or not I do have self control. *everyone burst out laughing* What are you buffoons laughing at?
Hiruoto: Really Youmi?
Ushinawa: The only person in this room that has self control is me. Not even Kinan, (our creator) has self control.
Kinan: That's tr- Wait a minute!
Youmi: Grrr *crosses arms and grumbles to self*
Kinan: *reaches behind throne and pulls out huge gray book with a black antique looking outline and a white insignia (the picture above) on the front and back* Anyways this is like I said in my j
Borrowed AngelsTheir so bright, and they feel so much more.
They touch your heart in ways no one has done before.
Their love is sweeter, and in their eyes they show to give you the very best.
Their giggles make our lives so blest.
So why do they, in return go so soon?.
Angels with the most beautiful souls I heard someone say on a full moon.
They must be borrowed angels, here with us in life.
They make everything seem rosy and bright.
Sometimes sadly their Heaven sent,
And sometimes...Heaven needs them back again.
They look so deep within you, they can see your soul.
And even when they leave you know you'll never let go.
The sky seems bluer and the grass is a rich, forest green.
The little angel's work has been done, it seems.
It's okay to cry, you've lost something dear.
But remember that the angel will always be near.
It's looking down from Heaven upon you, with such bliss.
And in the winds it sends down a little kiss.
It's sad for them to go, but their Heaven sent.
And sometimes, Heaven needs them
Who I Could BeLate at night as I lay in bed,
As many thoughts rush through my head,
I think about the weak and strong,
I question all the right from wrong,
I wonder who could I really be,
I think of what's gotten into me,
I hang out with the entirely wrong crowd,
All these thoughts I am thinking out loud,
What is this life I am in?
My head is now beginning to spin,
I pace my room without a sound,
Walking in circles round and round,
All these questions I have to ask,
I can never finish a single task,
My heart is beating really fast,
Asking myself will this really last
Nothing I do feels like it's right,
Even though I am very bright,
Why does it feel this way?,
The exact same thing every day
So here I am thinking in my head,
All the negative things I've said,
This is not the real me,
It definitely cannot be
Sitting here thinking for a while,
I find myself beginning to smile,
All these emotions I have to express,
Letting go of all this stress,
Sitting here in the rain,
Feeling all of this pain,
Full House of Jokers Ep:1
Hiruoto: Well hello, and welcome to the first episode of Full House of Jokers.
Youmi: Exactly why are we here?
Ushinawa: Kinan was tired of us taking up her journals so she decided to funnel our arguments into a comedy.
*The ground starts trembling wildly*
Youmi: What the H*** is that?
*A crack forms and spreads through the floor opening up it's chasm to reveal Kinan rising up on a throne type chair nonchalantly sipping a Dr.Pepper, crumbling it an d throwing it away once the chair has stopped rising and the ground has stopped shaking*
Kinan: Well hello ladies, gentlemen, elves, orcs, fairies, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures, to my show. *Waves hand over head making a huge glowing sign appear over head blinking the words 'Full House of Jokers'*
Youmi: Well this is a load of C- *suddenly the 'o' out of the word House falls off and lands on Youmi, knocking her down*
Hiruoto: YOUMI!! *runs to her side trying to help her*
Ushinawa: WHAT THE F***?! You had enough money to buy a TH
Girl of DeathGirl of death
With the skin of lace,
Will you lie with me?
In my final resting place.
Your fingers on mine,
Your lips as well.
Be my drop of poison,
In this burning Hell.
Girl of death
With eyes of black,
Look with me,
On the joy we lack.
Watch with me,
Look at their empty souls,
With their hearts,
As dark as coals.
Girl of death
With blood of stone,
Does it really hurt,
To be so alone
I'm here with you
No matter the pain,
We shall join our hands
Together in this forgotten land.
The Pain of A MadmanTrapped inside my own head
With nothing but my own fevered dreams to comfort me.
I know the pain of the madman;
He lives inside of me.
I've felt the strength of demons
And the weakness of self- preservation.
And hope. Hope.
Hey, parents, do you know where your kids are tonight?
Are they locked away inside of themselves?
Are their minds slipping away?
Mama hen, mama hen . . .
The fox has taken your baby again.
Precious minds are a shame to waste
Memories are forgotten in haste.
I am losing all that is me . . .
Yet gaining something entirely different.
Something that acts like an animal
And speaks like God.
Comforts me like a best friend
And loves me like its child.
I am its child.
An innocent brat, ready for its teachings.
Ready to do what is told to me.
Believing all that is said to me.
Taking in all.
And living off of my fevered dreams.
open letter to a pretty girldear pretty girl I saw at the restaurant on saturday night:
I saw you looking at me,
and then I kept noticing you
in the corner of my eye.
Whenever I looked to make sure
you were really there,
your eyes darted away,
until the one time I snagged your gaze,
and you turned sheepish with a blush
and a smile.
dear pretty girl I saw picking at french fries:
I know what you were thinking;
I felt your eyes on my bare legs,
my swinging dress,
as I made my way to the restroom.
dear pretty girl wearing the Flash T-shirt
and hiding your eyes with the frame of your glasses:
I think we would like each other.
We seem to be the same brand of nerd.
I know, however,
that I would not love you,
I would not feel affection for you,
the word "romance" would not cross my mind
when I was with you.
I would not want to touch your body,
or kiss your pink lips,
or hold your hand.
dear pretty girl eating by herself:
I wish you would have said hello.
You were afraid, I think,
that I would not return your
Princess EuropePrincess Europe
land of the west,
why don't you rest?
land of the west,
Wars never ended
forget we lest
Ages of the dark,
twilight of the cross,
A promising new world,
pirates hold your loss
Colonies of blood,
massacres at the east,
Watch your right hand,
it follows the beast.
Years of division,
the breaking of the wall,
Only now a decision,
no enemy, your ball.
dance of the north,
Keep up your faith,
hold down your sword
union at last,
Love your people,
learn from your past
In what you believe?
This can't be your plan,
What you release?
You can't rule the sun.
land of the west,
why don't you rest?
Let it heal. Subconscious.Look in your, mine eyes. You may be the brain but i am the soul
You never listen, shake your head, climb up walls
But I'm still here, when you say you don't care
Cover things up but the stench is still here. Well, lie doesn't heal
You stump the break again! Give it up, man! Let it heal.
Come closer, after all, I am you, I'm your subconscious!
You give yourself away, believing every word they say
I call you back, you run again, lose track
Then you call me words, monsters and worse
For telling the truth I get this pain in the ass
You may be aiming towards me, but you're hitting yourself
Why are you hitting yourself?
Give it up. Let it heal.
Flashbacks, songs, voices, words
Just so you get it – they are no lords, they have no God
They treat you like shit and you act like you love it
Is it my fault? Tell me! No, you just whine with assault
Its all you got...
Nothing is okay! You wont let it heal!
What about your dad? Best example you ever had!
Still cant get over, couldn't keep him s
Let's TalkWhen you’re a girl, you get asked the same question a lot.
Personally, I’m damn tired of talking about this.
Let’s talk about something else.
Let’s talk about how lipstick doesn’t seal girls’ mouths shut so that they can’t debate politics.
Let’s talk about how mascara doesn’t blind us to the problems of the world and eyeliner doesn’t draw a line through our potential.
Let’s talk about how eyeshadow doesn’t blur the lines of textbooks.
Let’s talk about how painted fingers can still type and foundation can cover up scars, too.
Let’s talk about how earrings don’t deafen us and necklaces don’t silence our voices.
Let’s talk about how being blonde doesn’t make us dumb.
Let’s talk about how taking a selfie doesn’t make us worthless and dresses don’t make us mindless.
Beauty or brains?
Stop asking and watch us be both.
Loki X MeIm making this because I have a strong attraction. its really love. but I doubt he feels the same. and if loki is real and reading this. I believe I am worthy because I can match your Ice with my firey nature. I leave scorch marks and small fires with no one to put out the forest fire in my heart. no one ....but you loki. you can count on me in a fight. I might not win but I sure as crap will not give up. but im also a stubborn little teen. (takes place when im at least 23)
I walked into my house in Panama city florida. I lived in a little house not far from a public beach. my cat baby walked up to the door and meowed a loud meow. "baby you need me to check for you?" baby meows. "alright fine" I walk over to check the door. no one. "baby there is NOBODY there." I sat down. it was a Friday afternoon in may. summer vacation was here. I turned on the t
Maybe Tomorrow Will Be The DayI may not be a lot of things
Or even a good man
Many people hate me
Except for you
You with the grey-blue eyes
You with the now blue hair
You who lives miles away
With a sea keeping you from me
All i want is you
I need you more and more
Everyday i pray for the day
I wake next to you...
I'm FreeAfter the incidents
After the fight
After the punishment
I've lost my sight
But I'm not dead
No, not even close
But they got it through my head
I'm not changed
But now I couldn't see
What the dreadful God had in store for me
In life, I chose to stay
But I had to move away
From my home
Where you were
And now our feelings were reversed
You're happy, I'm scared
They're following me everywhere
Making sure I don't make friends
They 'don't want another life to end'
But I'm blind, can't they see?
Now I'll never be set free
I can never see you again
You know I miss you, friend.
It's been 10 years.
They finally let go of their fears.
It's about time.
I was finally free
I could finally see
You stood in front of me
Anger and fear in your eyes
I was the one person you dispised
I love you (Go away!)
I really do (You're INSANE!)
I adore you, through and through~ (I have to see you?! WHAT A SHAME!)
The fire crackled
The flames burned
A new leaf was something I didn't
Notebook poemShe walks into my room
And asks whats all this about
We both lie there in silence
Waiting for her to scream and shout
But instead she smiles
A smile that stretches so long
And she utters as she leaves
"I knew it all along"
So there we sit lying
in my oh so comfy bed
and after a few minutes
we both adjust our heads
We look each other in the eye
Had we not just been caught
like some criminal or thief?
and yet there we lie
we had heard what she said
so now we relax slightly
and once more cuddle in bed
This is how I wish it'd go
A moment just like this
but alas life doesn't work that way
so we settle for a secret kiss
But these kisses hold so much
secret or not
because no matter hoe many know or don't
it will always mean a lot
these kisses show our love
these kisses and so much more
and slowly we wont have to worry
about anyone coming through the door.
I come with knives so I am ready
fresh from my back for your ternary spine.
Each head is a year I will
never see again,
yet I find myself allowing more to be taken.
I have lain between the lion's claws
and found them comforting.
We both mediate between Hades
the bark is truly worse than the bite.
Twelve months and Twelve Labours later
It is still working-
The Gods are cruel creatures.
Somewhere Life is ValuedSomewhere in the night a child cries,
A woman weeps and someone dies.
Somewhere in the night, humanity hides.
Somewhere in the night , a soul screams,
As people fade and die, lost in dreams.
Somewhere in the night, reality lives.
Somewhere in the night loneliness dwells,
As people die, no sounding bells.
Somewhere in the night, she dies alone.
Somewhere in the night ...
Where is the light?
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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