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Kill Me Now, But I'm Already DeadKill Me Now
Having trouble, hurts to breath.
The impure air all around me.
The threats, the looks, are all too much.
For me to bear in this condition I'm in.
As a rose's petals fall, so does my life fade, leaving no evidence of existence.
My heart begins to stop, sounding like a grandfather clock, somber and sad.
They watch me fall, and laugh at what's left of me, seeing the life gone from my eyes.
No one saw my light, my color, my true self, which is now gone, never to return.
After I leave this place, you still feel my presence, because my body may have left the earth, but the spirit can stay or go.
Not finding my way, I'm forced to stay here.
No one sees nor hears me now, like it was the way before I physically left.
It will be better this way, because I was never needed, and neither will I ever be.
What I MissWhat I Miss
Your smile, that shines like the sun, and lights up the world.
Your voice, which is like no other, and the joy and happiness only it contains.
Your touch, it can make me or break me.
You love me, for who I am, and not for something that I'm not.
Always faithful; never one to desert.
You came and went like the summer: fleeting.
When I see you, in my dreams, I think.
"What I would give to have you again "
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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