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The letter I will never sendSalty rain, sweetest pain or maybe something sour...?
Cuddly sharks, a cat who barks or a heart shapped flower?
See? I want to write you a song.
But everytime I try, everything goes wrong.
Or maybe not a song A poem would be better!
And when I mess up again, I´ll write you a letter.
I guess I´ll just call you, to tell you how I feel.
Cuz even tho´ we´re through, my emotions are real.
Taking my cell, dialing your number, I stop myself at the end.
Oh what the Hell, there´s no wonder. That´s one of thing I can´t.
I don´t want to give you trouble, now when you´re with her.
It´s bursting my last dreaming bubble and you don´t even care.
I know I can´t blame you. It was all my fault.
But right now you´re happy and I´m feeling cold.
You know you were my air, my reason to hold on.
Where´s now all your care, when I can´t be strong?
Noone else, no remedy, no magic can make me heal
No tails, no comed
What is left...?,,I´ll never hurt you again, I swear."
That was what you said.
But it was just a mask you often like to wear,
cause right now, again, I´m sad.
No more sunshine, just the rain.
The flowing tears should cease the pain.
My friends says that it´s ok, nothing at all,
But I know, that this is our final courtain fall.
Why do I bother to scream your name?
Why should I be the one feeling shame?
The fault is not mine, nor yours, it´s our.
Now all the sweetness has gone sour
You are upset and I´m left here crying.
Now I know that all your truths were just lying.
We were happy, so why are you cold as ice?
Is this for the last, the end of paradisse?
No, I can´t breathe, nor can I sleep.
When I´m walking, I always trip.
Shattered to milion pieces I´m falling down.
Like a dead rose, fallen angel, a lonely clown.
Tell me... what is there left for me, when you were the one I was breathing for?
After the sunset.Engraved to your skin,
I´ll give you my lips.
Feels like a sin,
You´re trembling, telling me like this you´ll fall,
but don´t worry darling, I´ll catch you, I will answer your every call.
Give me your rythm, I´ll make a song.
Right now it´s so amazing, that it feels wrong.
Drenched in your sweet smell,
So hot, like the Hell,
go on like this and soon I´ll be jaded.
Even when I´m screaming your name
with a simple kiss you make me shut up.
You know I´m only yours to claim
I need you close, so please don´t ever stop.
Don´t know if I want you to leave or stay,
cuz right now you are the hunter and I am the pray.
I think you´ll kill me just with a simple touch,
yeah it feels good, though it hurts so much.
You know I need you, so don´t ever leave
Cuz baby this is truth, for you only I breathe.
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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