|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Blood TiesThere was once a little girl, the most loved little girl in all existence. One day, someone killed her. And everyone was sad. Everyone was devastated. 'But how could she die,' they all wondered. She was their heart, their soul, and without her, how could they continue?
But they did. Because they had to. And they kept on loving her. Until the day they all died.
Story Time for the Wicked ThingsYou forget that her life is lost and too much blood has fallen
Angels die but love lives on
And a fairytale always ends
Frustration in Her VoiceShe's held her tongue for so long
She's forgotten what to say
When the words seem ready
They get lost along the way
And when the letters start to make a sound
It's been long gone, the end of the day
Witch-EyesDeath follows her Witch-Eyes everywhere
Yet so does life, in her presence of serenity
Her eyes, for knowledge, leave your soul curious - yet bare
So that her voice could take away all inner acerbity
Because I love youIf you were the sun, then I'd be the sky
So that I may show just how brilliant you are
If you were the clouds, then I'd be the wind
So that I could show you off to the world
If you were the moon, then I'd be the darkness
So that you could shine beyond me
If you were the stars, then I'd be the galaxy
So that you may have a home to call your own
Kill the Puppeti wonder if she knows
if she does...
i'll bet she goes CRAZY
hopefully she'll be strong
if she snaps...
we'll have to kill her
we'll have to try to save her
to save ourselves
to save her
The Season's PriceThe winter's frost
Is the voice of the lost
And your life is the only cost
The flora of spring
As the cruel nymphs sing
Your soul is what you must bring
The summer engulfs with heat
An impossible feat
No angel a sinner will meet
The final leaf of fall
The migration is the last call
To die at the seasonal ball
What is a Name?Her name...
I've forgotten her name...
The one I treasure above my own
Like sunshine or rain...
It's there, teetering
On the tip of my tounge
The taste of it: like burnt sugar
Healed by vanilla and rose
But it's not there yet
I can't grasp it
I've forgotten her name
Even though I said I loved her
I chose to forget
Did she have more than one name?
Breathe Love Like AirBreath love like air, and live
Return from the darkness
Embrace all life as kin
And let peace touch your heart
The saccharine kiss of
Hope can make bitterness
Evolve on cynics' tongues
Leaving an aftertaste
Vanquished are the moments
Engulfed in innocence
Life does not let you live
In perfect happiness
Kisses of destiny
Either raze or nourish
A man's deepest beliefs
In pure honesty, I-
Repeat, breath love like air
Doesn't it scare you? Doesn't it scare you?
Doesn't it scare you, knowing that a bullet could take your life away quicker than quick?
Doesn't it scare you, being hit by a grenade harder than brick?
Does the loud sounds of guns firing make you jump?
Do you ever feel scared that you'll never wake up from this nightmare known as war?
Doesn't it scare you Never knowing if you'll make it out alive.
Doesn't it scare you knowing Over hundreds out to kill you... to end your life.
Doesn't it scare you? Possibly being stabbed with a knife?
Although, you shouldn't be scared.
Think of how much your cared.
Loved ones, waiting for your arrival.
Hoping that your the best when it comes to survival.
You are loved and highly adored.
Remember, you are protected by the Lord.
Rising AboveUsing a candle, I held it up to truly see
light took the shadows from your hands
and then I realize now that I am free
I can finally say goodbye to these sad lands.
I had become helplessly and hopelessly buried
I had struggled, choked, and cried
but it was myself that I continuously carried
I believe each moment a piece of me died.
Yet, I could feel a light drawing nearer
I dug myself from the deepest pits of the dirt
now I can stand looking in the mirror
I have risen above this bleeding hurt.
You have done your harmful deeds
but you have failed to bury me completely
reflection is what your heart needs
regardless, I'll say goodbye to you sweetly.
So farewell. Enjoy your lonesome tree.
They are mere threads of pain and fear
skillfully weaved together to form
They plague my mind and
torture my soul
I wish to cut my ties with them
but they are pulling the strings
Dear little creature,
you are nothing more than an illusion
please go home
return to hell and leave
my mind alone
I refuse to be a victim
in this murder case
How dare I allow you to
massacre my dreams
My imagination is not so weak
as to let you run amok
in my mind anymore
Let me rest in peace.
I Can't ImagineI can't imagine how you feel,
the emotions of what you are going through.
All I can do is say "I'm sorry,"
and do my best to be there for you.
The people we love, care for,
even idolize leave at too high a cost.
Because once they are gone, we mourn,
we cry, and even pray for the one we have lost.
I can't imagine how you feel,
while you are bereft of that special person now.
I can swear to you, that this moment and forever on,
my shoulder is yours to lean on, and this I avow.
You are not alone, other hurt now too,
for this loved one touched many a soul.
While in your heart there may be a hole,
In time their memory you'll be able to extol.
I can't imagine how you feel,
I really can't grasp the concept or have a clue.
I won't be able to help you get over it,
but how to live, push forward, and love again; I will, always for you.
deeperas I float
deeper into the blue
watching my boat
fade from view
thoughts seize upon
a memory of you
in a garden room
made for two
a long distant spring day
warm breeze upon our skin
the promise of an adventure
about to begin
as bubbles trail
cold wet lips descending
speak your name
with love unending
Don't Tell MeI don't mind if you don't talk to me anymore
I forgot what the talking was even for
Because for me, we're in a happy place
Still have a smile that's on my face.
So, Please don't tell me,
Don't tell me you don't love me anymore.
They ask how things are going with me and you
I lie to them, I hope that you do too
Because they don't need to know,
Don't need to know it's true.
Please don't tell them,
Don't tell them you don't love me anymore.
We both know that it's through
I'm lying to them, I'm lying to you
I can't remember when it was true
I can't remember how I felt about you.
Still, Please don't tell me
Don't tell me you don't love me anymore.
It happened, gave a shock, yet I already knew
No more lying, it's what we had to do
Still I cried, even though you told me not to
No reward, no point, I had already lost you.
But I know you had to tell me,
Had to tell me you don't love me anymore
Cynthia and Winter NightsDon't forget who she used to be
The sweeter song of fidelity
I can feel you next to me
Haunting me and taunting me
It all began like December time
A time I wished upon a shining dime
It all has fallen into butterflies
To a day when no one dies
The Spring Sadness has taken over soul
And age has grabbed my toll
They had said love never dies
If only they had been more wise
And now my light has bloomed
Between the speckled mushrooms fumed
Addicting little marigold
And the story we have told
Keep in Touch!
scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More