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Whole new perspective"Rescue me...
show me who I am...
cause I can't believe that this is where the story ends...
fight for me...
if it's not too late...
help me breath again...
no this can't be how the story ends..."
I use to hear this song, but not listen.
I would say the words, but not mean them.
I would understand the lyrics, but not get their meaning.
Now I see...
I listen to the song, and see it in my life.
I mean the words spoken, and wish so desperately to be heard.
I get their meaning, and wish someone would rescue me from my own dark story.
The scar of a lie (sneak peak)The fire was growing warmer and warmer. We got closer and closer to the fire as the sun set, letting cold seep down from the night sky into our bones. I watched as the fire licked greedily at the wood, burning it like a hunger that has been there for much too long. The smoke danced off from the warm flames, only to disappear into the sky.
It had been a while since me or Cole had spoken a word to each other. The tension between us was thick in the air, almost like a blinding fog. He hadn’t really accepted the real reason for this entire apocalyptic tragedy lightly. He didn’t believe that sun flares didn’t hit the earth. Well, I think he believed it; he just doesn’t want to accept it. But, I mean, if sun flares really did hit the earth 4 years ago, how would I still be alive? How would he be capable of staying up on the surface of the earth for so long without dying from radiation from the sun?
Jet was already sound asleep next to a tree near the fire, cuddling wi
The Lost princess- chapter 44
Seeing what should be a myth
I ran into the woods after Ari, hoping that I could find her and bring her back to the camp grounds before anyone would notice she ran off. Also, if I got lucky, I could hold her again; feel the beat of her heart as we're pressed up against one another. I love it when Ari's sad, because it means I get to hold her and pretend like I'm the only one in the world who can protect her. But at the same time, it pains me more than anything to see her up set. It's like watching a little kitten that's completely lost fall down a flight of stairs and break its leg. You just can't without feeling terrible on the inside, even though it's not your fault.
Its way to dark to be able to see more than 5 feet ahead of yourself, so I have to run with my arms out stretched in front of me. I must have run into at least 3 trees, because my head really hurts. I think I hit my head really hard because I see a fuzzy light ahead of me and I think it's coming from a unicor
a hospital bird with soot in her lungsshe slept through a car crash
that almost killed her,
through whitewhite walls
where her lover dies
nobody thought she'd make it
but she woke up a few months later
with flowers in her hair
and ash in her airway
trying to remember how to start all over
but forgetting to remember how to live.
fall slipped from her open eyes
and winter crawled in for a long hibernation
to her the clouds looked sick
and pale like they might
let everything inside them out,
but she opened up wide instead,
spilling blood where there was none to be spilled.
her heart slipped down the street
and with unsteady hands
she stitched in a bird and cut off its wings.
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