I am scared to sleep next to you cause now every time i wake up your not there. I'm half asleep when I feel you stir and leave the bed, but I stay put, eyes closed forcing myself not to care. It used to last longer, with lingering affections, kisses in my hair and whispered goodmorings and I love yous. You'd hold on to me just a little tighter before getting yourself up, and I'd secretly smile in the pillows because it felt like love. hands that were soft I rarely get to touch and arms that were warm don't open up to me like they used to before. So now the days start without cuddles and I love yous, you go about yourself and I lay there wondering, what did I do? And I knew this wouldn't last because yes I'm a lot, I just thought I'd get more time before you leave and I'm permanently left with that empty spot.
I'm sorry I flinch when you rest your hand on my thigh
While we're driving down the roads
Other hands have not been so kind
I'm sorry I jump when you hug me from behind
Other arms have tried to strangle me and it's those memories that make me wanna cry
I'm sorry I'm discreet and quit all the time
I'm afraid I'll be yelled at for making a noise or even speaking my mind
I'm sorry I raise my arms in defense when you just want a high five
I'm used to getting hit and not being treated nice
I'm sorry I ask if you're okay when it's quiet
Silence has been used as a punishment when people are angry and they try to hide it
I'm sorry I'm timid and alway
It's 1:30 when you stumble through the door
You're drunk again and it's worse than the night before
You promised me you wouldn't drive home in this state
But here you are and fueled with so much hate
You said you didn't care if you lived anymore...
You asked for the key to the gun but I wouldn't let you open that door.
And it broke me
The way you didn't care
And for a second I saw what you see from me every day
But that doesn't make it okay
You see I was 14 when I first saw you drunk
Hunched over the trashcan I had to help you up
Got you some water and pills then helped you to bed
Where you continued to tell me you wished you were dead
Whe
He calls me a hot head, then he sets me on fire
He said that it's my fault that he's a liar
Then he's blushing red when he's on the phone
He said "don't worry about it, leave me alone"
he said "you're only as good as you are when you are with me, so I hope you know better, know better than to leave"
I said "hey you, with your world painted blue"
I said "fuck you, I was the brightest light you ever knew and next time you call me yelling on the phone
and I'll say fuck you and leave me alone"
got your car running, like your ready to go
I'll be waiting for that apology when you come home
Then we'll talk it out 'till it comes to an end
then we'
This is a story.
About a scarlet letter..yeah
It just hit me as I lay my head down
No one around in the dark cold night I hear a sound,
In my head repeat track of everything you've ever said
Must be something but it's nothing so I just go back to bed.
It's 4, crack the door to the hallway in my dreams
But it seems my hallway keeps closing in on me
Forcing me out, making me think about you and how you're gone
I see 4:05 and teary eyes and then I write this song.
And I just can't believe that it has to be this way
You know we say it seems to me that it was just the other day
I saw your face, I saw your light, you ran the race you fought the
It's a strange feeling.
One I've never really felt before.
It's something people say is exciting
After going on that dark ride of horror.
And maybe I'm not ready
Or maybe I'm just scared.
But it's makes me feel something funny.
Something that's very foreign.
It's a shade of dusty yellow
Like a sunrise in the fog.
It's like a chilly earthy blue, like a frosted sky blue.
Its Something I'm afraid to touch
Because it's only brought bad news.
I've never let it in
And I'm terrified to try.
What if it all goes wrong?
What if I actually die?
But it won't be like again
I won't let it happen.
I'm doing alright now friends
I'm just in a foreign lan
Everything was looking up
Untill it wasn't.
Everything was going well
Until it didn't.
Thought I was in the clear
But I wasn't .
Thought I didn't need to fear
But look what happened.
Staying up till 4am
Only for it to start again.
I kick them out
They push back in.
A never ending battle
But my mind always wins.
Everyday I stutter
It's getting harder to say hello.
It's not quite black
But not quite yellow
But a dark grey like a storm raging on.
Images pass me by
At least that's what I expected.
But no they stick and stay and won't go away
Why won't they go away...
During the day it's all fun and games
Because that's when I don't think.
Everything I do is all by impulse
So I don't think about a choice.
It's at night when they come
When it's still and it's dark
It goes away, my distraction,
My smiles my laughter my reasons to love,
All traded in for glossy eyes and heart-wrenching sobs.
These images come and they leave with the sun,
But those hours. Those goddamn hours
Are what tear me at the seams.
I become tired and broken nothing worth of love
I have become nothing.
These images ar
I am scared to sleep next to you cause now every time i wake up your not there. I'm half asleep when I feel you stir and leave the bed, but I stay put, eyes closed forcing myself not to care. It used to last longer, with lingering affections, kisses in my hair and whispered goodmorings and I love yous. You'd hold on to me just a little tighter before getting yourself up, and I'd secretly smile in the pillows because it felt like love. hands that were soft I rarely get to touch and arms that were warm don't open up to me like they used to before. So now the days start without cuddles and I love yous, you go about yourself and I lay there wondering, what did I do? And I knew this wouldn't last because yes I'm a lot, I just thought I'd get more time before you leave and I'm permanently left with that empty spot.
Perfect Friend (Original) by crazyBLUEbird, literature
Literature
Perfect Friend (Original)
You said you weren't okay
I asked if you wanted to talk
You said it's fine, and that you'll get through it
I shouldn't have believed you though...
I shouldn't have believed you though...
We had plans for the future
And we'd talk about it.,.. All the time
But then you disappeared for a while,
And so we didn't talk for a while...
I've missed you everyday
Ever sense the day you left
And I've tried to reach out, I'm sorry
That I'm not a perfect friend
For you...
We'd sit in your room and talk
About anything that's on your mind
And I'd give you all my best hugs
Because you're really fucking special
I remember one day you called
You said you c
You're getting way too comfortable there
Have you seen my nightmares my dear?
Crawling out and chocking me
I know you see me as I scream.
That's okay and here's a fun fact
I will survive this panic attack
Hardly breathing I can't see
All the things you've done to me!
Chocking, playing, running, fighting
How do you know I'm not dying
caution signs are everywhere
That's okay I'm not too scared.
I will fight until my last breath
They can't win it's in my contract
Can't you see that I'm still me
Guess you can't you blinded me
Two black eyes from loving too hard
A bleached out heart from pumping too long
Bleached out lies coming from your mouth
I need something to feel alive.
I feel so numb.
I can't feel my heart breaking,
Or the tears rolling down my face.
My demons only call me when I'm lonely.
I can't keep sleeping in my bed
If they keep messing with my head.
I can't keep waking up like this
If it's only a temporary breath.
I need to breathe again
I need to feel alive
I feel like a robot
running on gasoline.
I feel broken and used.
But I guess that's nothing new.
It's like a text but on a sheet of paper,
It's like love but it's hate,
Like freedom but you're trapped,
Like holding someone close but only through a video,
Like hope but you have already given up,
Like wanting to die but being scared of death,
Like wanting to run but you're trapped here in class,
Like having more to say but it should remain unsaid,
Bye.
"What are you scared of?"
"Love" I answer as I start to sweat.
"Why are you lying?"
"Because people don't understand"
"Can you explain?"
"Yes but can you understand?"
"I can try"
"Okay, I'm scared of what's in the dark, if you think, if you look ever so closly, you see nightmares... you see pain, NO!, you feel it, the ex that haunts you daily, the nightmare of your friend cutting themselves and when you go to school the next day they act weird and keep their arms covered, the fact that when you go to a "safe place" your biological brother shows up and calls you a girl, I go visit sometimes in that shadow they call a home, but it's not my ho
Ugh these words, wait... what words
The word that I can't say, the words that I am trying to write down on paper but they won't come out the words that yell at me inside my head and cause me to yell at my friends which make me not only lose my pride but my friends, I try...
I try to make a song like when I was young to cause me pain but also have a little bit of fun, I try to bring back the kid before my life turned to shit...
I tried to write a song but they don't come along which makes it another poem that turns into a rap...
I wanted to stay home tonight, but... apparently God can't leave me alone he picked me up and carried me here ton
Bruises and Bitemarks by crazyBLUEbird, literature
Literature
Bruises and Bitemarks
Two single hearts on fire
Currently on the wire
As inhibitions fade
A focused moment made
Bruises & bitemarks say
Takes one to bring the pain
Passion lies in screams
Of ecstatic dreams
You're in a place for fear
Lips are for biting here
Let's make this moment worth the while
Let's kill the night and go down in style
Feel the magic rise
We're plotting our demise
Of perspiration and alcohol
As I introduce the bedroom brawl
You bring the ropes and chains
I'll bring the pills and games
I can show you pain
And make you say my name1
You will believe my lies
That I'm not like other guys
That sparkle in my eyes
Is just part of m
I can't hear them anymore
I'm no longer feeling so cold
Are they really gone?
No voices
No thoughts
Not wanting to die
I think I, I can live, this kind of life..
(chorus) How do you know you're okay,
WHen you've never felt so brave, in your entire life?
How do you know you're alive
WHen your breath feels like ice?
I think I, I can live, THis kind of life!
I can't believe I'm still here
Breathing this non toxic air
Forgetting what it's like to be gone
I won't feel safe near there
I can smile without the feels of regret
My demons have lost all their bets
I'm now happy
And finally believe
I can live this kind of life
(back to chorus)
Forget
Awesome Deviants To Watch by cursors-and-ellipses, journal
Awesome Deviants To Watch
Ok, so I went through who I'm watching again and unwatched a few people. But more importantly, I decided to pick people who had 50 watchers or less and share them with you guys. Some draw, some write, some take photos, some do multiple things. Some post regularly, others not so much. Some have a lot of deviations, others don't but still look promising. Even if you don't watch them, just give them a llama badge to support them or something, because they're all amazing and deserve it.
Here they are:
AnastasiaKorikova (https://www.deviantart.com/anastasiakorikova)
Arkenta-And-Aphsum (https://www.deviantart.com/arkenta-and-aphsum)
chaseawaythedark (https://www.deviantart.com/chaseawaythedark)
BasketAiger (https://www.deviantart.com/basketaiger)
BillTrash (https://www.deviantart.com/billtrash)
crazyBLUEbird (https://www.deviantart.com/crazybluebird)
goldfinching (https://www.deviantart.com/goldfinching)
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So I realized it's been a while since I've given an update.
Things are pretty freaking great now. I left my first job cause it was an awful environment and now I have a much better job that I can actually afford to pay bills and such with so that's pretty great. I have a boyfriend. crazy right? He's pretty great though. I've started going to this broken mic thing every Wednesday downtown and I'm pretty amazed that there are so many fucked up people like me so openly talking and speaking about anything and everything and they do it fearlessly. I was blown away the first time I went, mesmerized by the way they effortlessly rhyme every line and