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Between You and Me.
I never believed you,
I only wanted to.

.....

Lying back to back
I was counting your breaths
to make sure your lack of
heart
didn't leave you
dead.

....

Like a ghost
the fading memories of your touch
kept screaming
what I was trying to forget.

...

Oh, why did I give it up to you?

..

I know it's my fault.
My expectations were greater than
what you were willing to offer,
and I got scared.

I tried shutting you out,
to gather myself together
behind a shield of apathy,
but only ended up in
self-destruction.

.

Your kiss never tasted as
intoxicatingly bitter
as the last time
I made love to you...
A letter to past loves.Dear Boy number 1,
you turned my world upside down,
changed green into red and smiles to tears.
Who would've thought that
your teasing and your games would
plant a fear into my bones, so strong that
I still cannot shake it?

Dear Boy number 2,
I don't think about you anymore
but I don't think about you any less, either.
Your love consumed me and
pushed me to the edge of insanity.
We were fire one second, ice the next,
battle wounds were inflicted just to get a taste of blood.
We were right in all the wrong ways, but to you,
holding another was second nature.

Dear Boy number 3,
you only ever touched me
in the dark alleys of to
This is Me, BeggingIf I could play guitar
I’d write you a song.
If I could run that far
Then I’d run all night long.
But I’m no good at that
So you’ll have to settle for this.

What is this?

It's a plea
A beg
For you
From me
Please come home
I'm all alone
And nobody understands.

I don't want you to R.I.P.
I want you here with me
But I'm not God
And He hates me
So, for now,
I guess it's R.I.P.
SilenceLoved you long ago
But now I don't know
Where I want to go...

I used to be in love
But now I am in blood
It's just you I'm thinking of...

(Pre-chorus)
With you, there was happiness
Now it's just emptiness
Fell for someone who's heartless...

(Chorus)
Can you hear the silence?
Can you see the violence?
Why does it hurt,
If this is just love?
Can you feel my heart beat?
Can you see me in defeat?
Can you hear my silence?

I don't know what to do
Thoughts revolve around you
Remember the "love you"'s

I remember I was in love
But now it is just blood
Do you know what is love?

(Pre-chorus)

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Why am I always silent?
Why are yo
Who Am I?Who am I?
Do you know?
Do I even know?

I hide behind the fake smiles,
I deceive the people I love.
They think they know me
But do they really.

I hurt people I love,
And I lose them because of it.
No one knows how I feel.

Have they ever really asked me?
I probably wouldn’t tell them any way
Because who cares about my feelings.

The girl I am is trapped inside,
The girl that everyone sees
Is built on lies,
And although she seems tough on the outside,
She is really dying on the inside.

Who am I?
I seem to ask that question all the time.
I seem to have created a person
That I don’t know if she’s real or not.

Do you know who
HopeHope is just the lies
I tell myself
Hope tells me tomorrow
Will be better then today
So I don't cry myself to sleep
Hope whispers that next time
I'll do things right
When I only make it worse
Hope says that everything will be alright
When I know it won't be
Hope promises that there is a perfect
Person for me and that one day
I'll find that person
Hope shouts that one day
I'll do great things
And will always be rememebered
So that I'll never truely die
Hope sings of a better place
When there isn't one
Hope mocks that it could be worse
But most of the time
I'd do anything to not be me
Hope is merely a lie
But that's oka
MessEverywhere I go
Every single place
The troubles seem to grow
Every smiling face
Eventually frowns with woe

Why can't I do
Anything right
I just screw
Up everything despite
The happiness I try to spew

Is it me
Am I the source of this ache
Does the pain flow free
Is this what I make
People be?

Should I go away and hide
Never to see others
Or the outside
But would I stop another's
Pain and be the only one that ever cried

What is a life with no grey
When everyone is sad
I'd give it all away
It wouldn't be that bad
I would finally be able to say

I saved a life
We Are/You Aren'tWe are the unwanted, the broken
The ones you forgot about.
So don't be too surprised when we
Start to scream and shout.

We are the living, the dying
The ones you all put down.
But you'll know who we are when we
Run this goddamn town.

We are the corpses, the maggots
The ones you all despise.
But you'll be the ones scared when we
Expose all your lies.

We are the hunted, the lost
The ones you all spurn.
But you'll cry for our help when we
Leave you all to burn.

We are the losers, the winners
The ones that you deny.
But you'll be the ones damned when we
Hear the angels cry.
My nameDo you know my name, my face,the way I look
when I laugh. Do you me, should I know yours,
like the sky know the sun.Do you know me like
the killer know his blade.Do you know my name,
the sound it makes,the way your teeth shivers
in fear,clinched in hate. you do know my name,
and I do yours bother.
Lost of a puzzle pieceScare of hearing the truth
I put my hands on my ears
Wondering when it will stop,
The truth is so bright
So bright that it hurt my eyes
And I wonder how to make it stop.

Sometimes I feel like breaking this shield
And make my thoughts find your ears
But I guess it's not that easy
Sometimes I feel like laughing out loud
Showing you how much I am free
But I guess it's not happening soon.

Thinking back
I wonder when I was truly smiling
Without all those doubts
But I, can't, remember.
Looking over my writings
I wonder who that person is
That is writing so happily
I don't recognize her.

I really don't understand
Why are you so
Listening to the DoomsdayI have so much to say
but nobody listens.

Do I talk too much?
Do I listen too little?

Are we just
pretending
the world is never
going to end?

Doomsday is coming.

We talk so much.
I hear you, I hear everyone.
But do I listen?

Little by little
we're losing contact

and the world is coming to its end.
Find AnewI look at myself everyday
To what has come to me
You at me, but truth won't lie

The scars that remain
It's time to move on
But it all starts in the heart

Can't understand the person I am
There is someone that can see who I am
Where I came from, where I am heading

Bus rides heading to university and going home
I want you to come and sit next to me
To see life as how I see

Alone I am not, with you my life will change again
When I first saw you, there in Waterloo
I didn’t have the chance to talk to you because you were with your friends and I was with mine

It was two years ago and I thought I would never see you again
Who k
Love StinksWhen you are feeling sad
what's the sense in romantic songs?
Love is good, they say...
Did I learn it all wrong?

Heart is an attention whore,
love is a vanity game,
romantic stories are just lies -
Now cover your face, and hide the shame.

Forget the trifles and common sense,
remember this one thing:
No one cares about your feelings,
love is rotten and it stinks.
What do you see?When you look into my eyes
What do you see?

When you speak my name
When you pull me close
Are you really that broken?
So you no longer feel the love I give
The affection I show
Or the hope my eyes try to be

Come over here now
Stop hiding
Tell me your truth
Show me those tears
And I'll tell you my truth
Show you my fears
I'll tell you about a girl
A girl who found hope in the most hopeless boy
Let me wipe the dripping sorrow of your cheeks
as I figure out what you need right now
Let me be the first person ever to be there for you
I'll tell you this story,
I'm sure you will appreciate it
the girl is cute and boy so strong
WordsWords float on a thin line
Some scurry through
My cloudy mind
Never to be caught only
Leaving their essence behind
Give me writings to where
People can sometimes find
What I mean

No matter what I do
I can never seem to convey
The emotion of my poem to
A person despite who they are
I even doubt you
Will get just what I mean
When I finish a poem I rue
Make the stupid poem

My own words
Are twisting and forming
Into a poem I didn't make
Sometimes I feel like crying
The frustration is so great
I keep writing
Otherwise I'll always
Be just scribbling
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living and Living

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This year, I am going to live.

That is my resolution; to simply be alive. For that is something that I have never truly been before. Sure, I’ve been breathing and functioning and doing everything that one would class as ‘living’ but I’ve never been alive. Not really.

But then again, have you?

I know what you’re thinking. Of course you have been alive; you’re sat here reading this right now so therefore you must be living. But, if that is indeed what you are thinking, then you have misunderstood my resolution. When I say that this year I am going to ‘live’, what I mean is that I am going to make myself feel alive; not just this zombie-like creature, droning through life like a barely-animated corpse.

This year I am going to feel the wind ruffle my hair, the rain kissing my face, the sun warming my skin and not just look at it as a normal occurrence to be taken for granted. I shall seek to find beauty in the most mundane things and revel in it, find life in it and live for that.

I must find things to live for, things that make being alive worth it and then let those things flow into my heart; my mind; my soul.

For this year I do not simply wish to live, I wish to enjoy it.
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This is a piece for a #Love-Literature ([link]) contest on New Year's Resolutions. Here's a link to the rules [link]

Thank you very much for reading and I hope that you like it; please let me know what you think!

Also, on a side-note, this is my 500th deviation! :iconwoohooplz:
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~ChildoftheBeat Jan 21, 2013
good luck :-) (I mean that sincerely, it should be wonderful! )

And when you are properly on your way, you can also try a little inspiration from William Blake:

"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour."
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*CorporateRockWhore Jan 23, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you :)
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~ChildoftheBeat Feb 3, 2013
You're welcome :-)
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~ChildoftheBeat Jan 23, 2013
You're welcome :heart:
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*asylum-of-the-angels Jan 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
wow, this is really well written, as it always is with you! and i like that idea, actually.....sometimes i just feel like i'm living because i am living and thats just it, but all you've got to do is find the reason for your life.....cus there always will be one :)
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*CorporateRockWhore Jan 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Aw, thank you very, very much! :hug:
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*asylum-of-the-angels Jan 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
no problem :)
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Mood: Llama ~xXoddreyXx Jan 13, 2013
Here is a llama for your good work!
Yes I am the llama fairy :U
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*CorporateRockWhore Jan 13, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Aw, thank you very, very much! :icontardglompplz:
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Mood: Lmao ~xXoddreyXx Jan 13, 2013
No problem!
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