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the more i seeTake a look at me and tell me how you feel;
For love greater then the sun;
should take more time to steal;
But, heavy heart leads the way;
For me to wait and hear you say;
"I'm sorry for the things I've spoke;
For your heart deserves the most;
But, I love you more then I will ever show;
I just wanted you to know".
Cinderella--after happily everCarla says:
Allready two days after the wedding Cinderella was annoyed. Arthur (i dunno how the prince was called ) just didn't agree on anything with her. She wanted to castle to be pink but he wanted it blue. He acted like a jerk but she loved him so she gave in. But now it's been over a year and she just couldn't deal with him anymore. After the birth of their daughter Angela he had started drinking.
The stress of having a baby in their house was just too much for him. She understood why he drank and was ok with it in the beginning but then he started beating her whenever he had drunk too much.
she sat up every night and cryed until he came in the room
"whats wrong you stupid hoe?" he would yell as he walked into the *royal john* he take a leak
"nothing.. where have you been. its 3 in the morning and Angela has been crying all night?"
Since the wedding Prince Charming had gained about 50 pounds was was starting to form a beer belly and he just didnt s
The Orange LullabyShe walked down Main Street, trying to hitch a ride with anyone who would take a sixteen-year old girl, sopping wet in the rain. But why wouldn't they? What an intriguing person she was. Short hair and as orange as could be. She'd make a great model. Well at least for a 'Kool Aid' commercial.
She wandered up and down the road, thumb up as far as it would stretch with her smile as big as she could get it. Maybe if they thought she was happy, shed look less threatening. As cars drove by and hit the puddles, water would fly from under the tires and splash her. It was almost becoming unbearable. This life style was not something she had wanted, but more or less received like some sort of gift from Satan, burning and keeping in its true wickedness until the right moment. Lights and noise were all that she could concentrate on. Everything else seemed non-existent.
Losing a loved one is hard enough,
backwash+Your just cutting the strings that hold me high,
and laughing while I fall,
Your just kicking me on the ground,
and watching as I crawl.
I cryed myself to sleep last night and though to take my life,
But I tought you would like that to damn much,
I think you would even get the knife.
So hears a owed to you my "friend" for being oh so true,
just remember what you do to others
...they shall do to you.
do u ever feelDo you ever feel like there is something missing?
A key element that makes your life worth living,
You ask yourself all these questions,
Like why cant I be like them?
You're a plant that's been cut at the stem.
A different breed,
A different type,
A specail heart that gives you all that might,
You think about the things you want,
You dream about that all day,
You just want someone to love and thats ok.
You used to be so full of hope,
But now that hope is almost dead,
If only you could use all that anger,
To help your self instead.
You want to be wanted,
You'd love to be loved,
But somehow that just doesnt seem to ever come
My songYou opened my soul and touched my heart,
didnt take long for me to fall back apart,
tourcherd by life and my very own soul,
cant understand why I fell in your hole,
your hole filled with happieness, greatness and joy,
it was all fake and im left here destroyed,
Ill try my best to get back on my feet,
can't promase much but i will not be beat,
loved and then lost and now its all gone,
just toke my heart and tore it apart,
I'll be just fine you just wait here and see,
may not seem like it now but i will be,
love lasts forever or so ive been told,
my hope went from smaller to bigger to bold.
What I MeenGrasping for happiness,
Searching for the light,
for my anger I must fight,
Fight off everything that sad, horrible and unseen,
Fight off everyone that doesn't understand what i mean,
Im not alone in this world,
There are people i know that care,
So im taking every last ounce,
To stay here and bare.
Taken by By DarknessLight can not be taken by darkness,
That could not happen on a day like this,
Britness is the cure for the dose that you missed,
My world is broken but some how I still shine,
the hate is gone and now you can be mine,
Days like this do not come offten,
so this is a specail time,
for all the people just like me,
it is now your time to shine.
Decima ItalianaClouds appearing as streaks of pink
Across the cerulean skies
Compel me to employ the ink
Of my pen to poeticize
As the silent beauty of dusk
Fades into the shadow of night
I sense the darkness in my bones
And despite the touch of moonlight
I have never felt more alone
My soul nothing more than a husk
ProphecyI'm traveling aboard the sands:
Traveling, trying just to understand...
Wishing I could read aloud Almighty's plan
Like an angel-gypsy would, from mortal hands
Hear the empires of the world in fright,
"God, show us mercy before might!"
Who lights the oil in darkest night,
What spark could make evil take flight?
There's too much terror, too much pain,
Don't want to pulpit-preach ever again,
What shred of comprehension can I claim?
The desire to know everything is just our stain.
See the world without somebody opening my eyes
Live a life without living a leisure of lies
Say words that myself and I can understand
Give and take without eating the palm of your hand
Make a criminal rage in an innocent street
Break a heart that can't lift itself up to its feet
Change a life that was changing on time of its own
Hurt a father, a sister, a household, a home
Drink the bile of resentment and swallow the dregs
Take the walk of shame proudly, on my battered legs
I will beat back your demons and scream out the truth
My love, I am not an abuser like YOU
Earth Doesn't Need usWe are the humans, a distinctive race
But life our planet has no need.
We rock the land outside and in,
Fueled by selfishness and greed.
Though some are driven by intentions of good,
To mend the wounds and smooth the rough.
Scaled to those opposed and dormant,
The efforts and ideals don’t prove enough.
It’s time we crack down and stand up tall,
Provide our species some clarity.
Show what we can do and what we’re doing,
Let the doubtful, destructive, and careless see.
Overlords of the food chain we hunt any and all.
For rations but also material gain.
Killing dying species for their rarity and hides,
Getting closer to wiping them out of this plane.
Nature’s prosperous, harmonious cycle of life,
What dies and what thrives is all meant to be.
Then we butt in with our trucks, trash and axes,
Breaking, staining ground, downing tree after tree.
The Earth’s own creatures just take what they must,
Humans dredge, destroy and build what they please.
Forest acres eve
My CoreMy Core
Many people who have met me wonder
What lies deep within, and beyond
The range of physical vision
A secret? A dark deed? Perhaps love
If 't were a secret, then who would I tell
We all know that secrets lie in our hearts
Unless we confess to heaven above
Well my heart has kept its toll of anger
I wrote once many years ago
That the corridors of my heart and mind ring
With the haunting echoes
Of an irate mother
Occasionally I hear my brother
So the secrets locked within heart and mind
Surface in my moments of weariness
If I could leave them all behind
And take my long needed rest
Ah then surely I would be blessed
No greater joy than peace
That lies there too
A vast warm and calm sea
With its sunny shore
Just for my love and me
A refreshing seclusion
Away from the doubt and confusion
proof of lifehuman condition
proof of life
Song of the ButterflyYou held my wings apart
watched me, flutter and shake
supspended in animation...
When you asked, when will she break?
You rubbend the dust from my wings
so I may never fly again.
Though my spirit is still not moved
and still you ask yourself, 'when'?
Your prisoner inside of a bottle
hidden for but a time.
Can your eye, discern not judgement?
Can you lead the blind?
Can you see how you've never held me?
For the lips of truth ARE my wings.
Look again, inside of your bottle - empty!
Hear the song that the butterlfy sings.
True CrimeShe was a guilty soul, damned the child she mothered;
With a heart full of love her hands had him smothered.
Sloth was his sin, for he couldn't be bothered
to Raise the nameless faceless whom he had fathered.
He lived six years a machine part with a price on his head
Until the begotten lay claim to his mangled body, dead.
His labor values to his grave, shallow in dirt;
He deteriorated his small hands for your shirt.
As the days went by, she got thinner and thinner,
She soon died from many nights without dinner.
After three years she was company enough to die alone
Because the parents have never brought her home.
Only nineteen and forced into it she had no other resort,
but to furtively sever the spine of a life to abort.
Blood spilled stemming from her lover's rejection,
Soon she joins her child in death from an infection.
Unclear is reality, life so melancholic,
to be Birthed from the womb of an alcoholic.
One day the bastard would know why Charlie was his name;
No use for love of a s
Raven and the DoveCry mercy - and remember
though locked with a key
(in this place, called memory)...
Where truth is bounty, thou can'st not run
yet it be born unto misery.
The dove flys with the raven
dark with the light;
together, they shant exist...
As the wind in the hand, face answereth to water
and the sands spill forth of the fist...
If life be like unto love without thee
than rather, I'd die this day;
my only true love, for whom I am born
through wrong choice my heart knows the grave.
As a firery arrow pierced to the heart
by this, my love awakened
to witness the cruelty engulfed in his soul
by essence, we are forsaken...
Be thou forever, therefore, vigilant!
With a steadfast eye;
Give thyself unto, 'her' care.
Let dove behold dove - through the heaven's light
THE CRYS OF HELL
should the raven be there.
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