Thank you,
Because of you I have realized,
How much love I have to offer,
And how strong I really am.
Because of you I have found,
A deep part of me,
That was lost in a mist,
Of confusion and despair.
Because of you I am alive,
More than I ever thought I could be,
And I now know,
How much more I can help others.
Because of you I can love again,
I can live again,
I can breath again,
The sweet air of life.
Thank You
It shares my every thought,
My dreams reach it at night as I sleep.
It shares my emotions,
The tears on it the same as upon my own face.
It knows my deepest secrets that I whisper,
And when the anger overflows,
It helps to muffles the sound,
Of my screams.
It is a companion I seek most,
After a long day of trials,
And I know that it won't walk away,
Just as so many people have done in my life.
It cushions me in my time of need,
And puts me to sleep when I want it to.
It will always be there,
When I'm alert, or dormate.
I hate you sometimes,
what you did to me hurts.
Every time I breath,
I think I'm suffocating.
Will I be free,
From the binds you put on me,
Or will I just sit here,
Crying,
Wishing
Waiting
For something,
To wake me up from this nightmare.
Why why why,
Does it hurt,
Why can't we live this life,
Free of the pain that constantly,
Crosses our path...
Why why why,
Do people live life,
to their fullest,
if it only means more pain...
We go through out lives,
hope dreaming wishing,
maybe something good will come of it,
but does it?
no.
when will it?
Who knows.
I just don't know why,
I try any more,
I don't know why I care,
why I want to care,
but I do,
and I die inside.
Ever since that day,
That event,
A shower never seems to help,
Never seems to clean,
My ever dirty self.
No matter how many hours,
I spend underneath,
The running water,
It is never enough.
So tainted and dirty,
I feel each day,
Drowning in my own blood,
In my own tears.
Will this feeling every leave me,
Will I be clean again,
Or will I just stand there,
Underneath the shower,
Waiting for the water,
To take me away.
They say I am too young to love,
To young to know what love truly is.
But I disagree.
When we are young we love all,
It it just as we get older,
That we learn how to hate.
If growing up is learning to hate,
Then why is it,
That I am to young to know love?
We should learn our lesson from the children,
Where color age gender does not matter,
And where we love all.
Hope, there is still that... by zephyre-dragon, literature
Literature
Hope, there is still that...
I can't get him out of my mind,
His smiling face,
His comforting arm,
Holding me so close.
I can't get this feeling out of my head,
The flutter of my stomach,
The thumping of my heart,
Beating hard in my chest.
This feeling of safety stays with me,
And I trust him so,
But fear comes in,
Wanting to take this feeling away.
I want to push out, to keep him away,
But I know that,
My heart is close,
And keeps closing in.
I want to trust him more,
To get closer,
But the pain of before,
Deters my actions.
How to trust again after,
so much hurt,
so much pain,
Is it even possible?
I pray that it is,
Hope time and time again,
Rape
To love someone,
And to have that love hurt.
To trust someone,
Have have that trust torn into shreds.
To hope for a future,
But feel you'll never have one.
A great pain,
Overpowering you.
Followed by a numb,
That hurts more then anything.
Covered in dirt,
That can't come off.
Covered in your own blood,
As it drains from you body.
Your tears flow,
Never stopping,
Never ending.
The encompassing darkness drowns me in my thoughts,
How should I do it I think,
By car, knife, gun,
Should I cause the most pain I can, or should it be quick and painless.
Sometimes I wish I couldn't feel,
Oh how better life would be if I was numb
No hate, love, anger, happiness
Is this what I really want?
Sometimes I wish that there was no life after,
That after I died I would not exist anymore
Maybe then I would sooner end my life
Maybe..... I should just die.
I know I will live,
This pain I am feeling,
It has to go away.
No one can feel pain forever,
No matter how true it may seem,
For the sun does shine,
And lights the paths,
For people to tread upon.
I will smile again,
Even if to only brighten,
Someone else's night,
And make it possible for them,
To live again.
If all else in the world crashes down,
And darkness covers the land,
I know for sure,
That there is a light,
No matter how faint, how dim,
It is there, and will brighten when called for.
Once Lost, May Be Found Again. by zephyre-dragon, literature
Literature
Once Lost, May Be Found Again.
It is morbidly ironic how,
The one man who said he loved me,
Was the same person who killed me.
His evil hand,
Grasped my fragile heart in a viselike grip,
And soon rendered it useless.
As time flows by,
And the snow falls, the flakes,
Not near the number of tears I have shed.
I have learned a lesson,
That to open your heart to love,
Can hurt more than not feeling it.
But is it possible,
The tears will stop,
And my heart will beat again.
I search for a peace,
That I feel I will never have,
But hope will live in my heart,
Forever.
Feeling Weak, and an Answer by zephyre-dragon, literature
Literature
Feeling Weak, and an Answer
What I said
People say I'm strong,
But how can that be so?
The tears that flow down,
My already drenched cheeks,
Do not show any strength that I have heard of.
A fake smile is painted on my face,
Hiding my weakness,
Hiding my thoughts,
And forever hiding love.
What was Replied
Strength is smiling
When the tears won't stop
The pain hurts
And helping others when
You just want to give up
I know I will live,
This pain I am feeling,
It has to go away.
No one can feel pain forever,
No matter how true it may seem,
For the sun does shine,
And lights the paths,
For people to tread upon.
I will smile again,
Even if to only brighten,
Someone else's night,
And make it possible for them,
To live again.
If all else in the world crashes down,
And darkness covers the land,
I know for sure,
That there is a light,
No matter how faint, how dim,
It is there, and will brighten when called for.
The encompassing darkness drowns me in my thoughts,
How should I do it I think,
By car, knife, gun,
Should I cause the most pain I can, or should it be quick and painless.
Sometimes I wish I couldn't feel,
Oh how better life would be if I was numb
No hate, love, anger, happiness
Is this what I really want?
Sometimes I wish that there was no life after,
That after I died I would not exist anymore
Maybe then I would sooner end my life
Maybe..... I should just die.
Rape
To love someone,
And to have that love hurt.
To trust someone,
Have have that trust torn into shreds.
To hope for a future,
But feel you'll never have one.
A great pain,
Overpowering you.
Followed by a numb,
That hurts more then anything.
Covered in dirt,
That can't come off.
Covered in your own blood,
As it drains from you body.
Your tears flow,
Never stopping,
Never ending.
Hope, there is still that... by zephyre-dragon, literature
Literature
Hope, there is still that...
I can't get him out of my mind,
His smiling face,
His comforting arm,
Holding me so close.
I can't get this feeling out of my head,
The flutter of my stomach,
The thumping of my heart,
Beating hard in my chest.
This feeling of safety stays with me,
And I trust him so,
But fear comes in,
Wanting to take this feeling away.
I want to push out, to keep him away,
But I know that,
My heart is close,
And keeps closing in.
I want to trust him more,
To get closer,
But the pain of before,
Deters my actions.
How to trust again after,
so much hurt,
so much pain,
Is it even possible?
I pray that it is,
Hope time and time again,
They say I am too young to love,
To young to know what love truly is.
But I disagree.
When we are young we love all,
It it just as we get older,
That we learn how to hate.
If growing up is learning to hate,
Then why is it,
That I am to young to know love?
We should learn our lesson from the children,
Where color age gender does not matter,
And where we love all.
Ever since that day,
That event,
A shower never seems to help,
Never seems to clean,
My ever dirty self.
No matter how many hours,
I spend underneath,
The running water,
It is never enough.
So tainted and dirty,
I feel each day,
Drowning in my own blood,
In my own tears.
Will this feeling every leave me,
Will I be clean again,
Or will I just stand there,
Underneath the shower,
Waiting for the water,
To take me away.
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Hey ya'll,
Ok, I'm making a promise to myself that I will keep this thing updated more than just once every year, maybe, if more people watching.... I'm trying to put more deviations up, even if it's just writing..... Anyway.... LOVE YA'LL
Yes yes, I know I haven't been here for a while, well, I have a good excuse. I have not been home, lol. I been to West Virginia and then Kentucky and after that North Carolina, and as soon as I got home I went to camp, so that took away half of my Summer. But not two days after I was back I got my wisdom teeth taken out and ended up getting sick because my immune system was practically dead. Fun, I know. Anyhow, I hope that I can put something up soon.
Thank you for your patience.