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All Too Soon
It's all too soon.
I'm not ready to let go.
I can feel you calling out my name,
In the silence between us.
And I won't let you go,
I will never let you go.
You will always be with me in my heart.
I miss you even now while you are close,
I can't accept the thought of tomorrow without you.
Please stay with me.
And its still too soon,
I can't bear the thought of leaving.
You swore to be there forever and always,
but will you be there tomorrow?
I can't see you tonight
as I call out your name,
and I have to hope that you are listening.
Where are you now?
Where will you be with the rising sun?
Always I will think of you,
And I hope that you will always think of me.
The Death of Froggy
There once was a froggy,
Who lived in a boggy,
Zapping up flies all around.
Then one sunny day
When his friends came to play,
They found him dead on the ground.
They mused and they puzzled,
And were quite befuddled,
Who could do such a thing as this?
Was it foul play
That ended his day?
Or maybe a magical kiss?
Then one friend said, "No,"
"But let us all go,"
"And gaze upon poor Froggy's head."
"A kiss it can't be,"
"For the print that we see,"
"'Tis not a kiss, but a tire tread."
Froggy, like a deer,
Just wandered too near
The white line that marks the highway.
So the moral of this story,
To stay hunky-dory,
Always go under the byway.
Tears roll down my face as I try to tell you
You wont listen, you hear only what you want
You can't see how I feel inside my soul
You can't here my hearts cry of sorrow
I want to tell you all that I feel
But you can not comprehend what I say
Even as you try to ask what is wrong
I turn away, tears rolling down my cheeks
Now as I go along the road before me
You will not meet my eyes filled with tears
You say you understand what I feel
But there is no way that you can
My emotions are mine to feel, just as yours are
You can't tell me what I feel and what I don't
You arn't me to feel, and tears roll down my cheeks
As I think of you trying to comprehend me
They go about not knowing me
They think they can see, what's real and what's not
But none understand me, who I really am
I am an empty shell with a smiling mask
They can not see my pain
I keep it all locked up inside of me
I put on a mask to hide
All of my lonely sorrow
They kill my soul with their words
They can not see through my mask
My trust in them has crumbled
Yet still I stay by their side
Why can I not leave this mask behind?
I leave it for a while, but soon it is back again
It is a part of me, becoming more so everyday
My mask is happy while inside I die
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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