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I'm bleeding for you,
spilling my crimson liquid of life for you.
I keep on spilling it for you,
but you never seem to notice the puddle of blood I've created just for your enjoyment.
You smirk at my pain,
and I'm glad my blood shed and pain amuses you.
But I just wish you knew why I was spilling,
who I was spilling my blood for.
I go to bed, dreaming of you,
you're laughing at the puddle of blood I created, laughing at my pain.
You smirk, and your smirk makes my blood run cold.
I wake up with a start, and cry myself to sleep,
for my crying is the only lullaby I have ever known.
But in the morning I know that every thing is ok,
since you never really paid any attention to me.
And at first I hated that,
but now I know.......
That your unawareness of me is the best thing that could have ever of happened to me.
Just Another ThoughtThis is just another random thought but......
If we unravel the threads of life, does that mean we're unraveling the threads of time, too? And if we unravel the threads of time, aren't we just unraveling the threads of life, our life?
Just A ThoughtThis is just a thought.... But......
What if fear erases everything we know? What if fear is the only one thing that actually exists? What if fear was the only feeling we had? What if fear could come from the simplest of things? What if fear itself is not being afraid of others, but being afraid of yourself? What if fear was the only thing we could hold onto in a moment of defeat, sadness, or anger?
What I Have Learned
What I Have Learned
I've learned that erasers are only for erasing words, not actions. I've learned that you can't really take back something you've done or said to someone that made them hurt. I have learned that when you want something for someone else, you end up only wanting it for yourself. I've learned that love doesn't make the world go 'round, but that hate, cruelty, and violence does. I have learned that the finest things in life are found in the simplest of places. I've learned that money isn't enough, and that love is what you need. I have learned that it's not enough to want, but it is enough to need. And I have learned that no matter how far away a couple maybe from each other, they can still love each other with all their hearts.
The Wrong Kind of Kiss?I blushed as Roxas walked into our room, closing the door behind him. "Xlyn..." he whispered my name so seductively I couldn't help but get up and walk over to him.
"Roxas......" I whispered so quietly it was almost as if I hadn't said anything at all. He kissed me, which was what I was afraid he was gonna do. 'Why does this feel so wrong...?' I thought to myself as I closed my eyes, the tears streaming down my face. He wrapped his arms around me, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around him, also. As he kissed me, I felt a strong sense of longing, but I also felt a strong sense of wanting to push him away. I'm guessing he sensed these feelings, too, or he wouldn't have let me go like he did.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, looking at me with his cute, sad eyed look, and I couldn't help but smile at him.
"It's ok," I accepted his apology. He smiled at me, and the smile he had was the smile of my Roxas; it
Love Makes Us.......Love Makes Us......
Love makes us do crazy things.
Things like killing, stealing, and drug dealing.
If we love someone, shouldn't we not have to do things like that to prove to the person we love that we really do love them?
We shouldn't! They should believe us instead of making us prove it to them.
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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