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UnendingWhen I first saw your face
That perfect, dainty sight
I knew that you’d be mine
My own Unending light
I longed to see you happy
Your smile filled with grace
And so I took my bladed love
And slit a grin upon your face
I teased you with that bloody knife
Kissing you with the steel
Letting loose the crimson drops
So you’d know how I feel
I’ve now lost count of all the times
I carved my name into your skin
Ripping, tearing, bleeding cuts
So I'd be forever within
Your shrill screams filled the cold dead air
I heard it as your laughter
Together always in blood and flesh
Our morbid happily-ever-after
And as you close your dimming eyes
Ragged flesh forever unmending
You're mine forever, mine alone
My own forever Unending.
I Cry For That Girl I KnowI cry for that girl I know
Who wants to slit her wrists
I cry for that girl I know
Who wants to feel Death’s kiss
I cry for that poor lost soul
Bleeding as she falls
I sob, uncontrollable
As she tries to end it all
A faint smile upon pale lips
Dead eyes that speak of want
To end her pain; for another chance
At the life she never got
Sickly pools of blood
Reek of agony and despair
The coppery smell of wasted life
Stains the heavy air
All she wanted was freedom
Just a sip: a taste
And yet she never realized
That her death was just a waste
In trying to end the torment
She only caused more pain
Death doesn’t kill suffering
It only leaves a blackened stain.
The Queen of LiesThe Queen of Lies
The trees all whisper
Speaking of her blackened cries
The stars reach out to kiss her
The maiden with the blood red eyes
Walking lonely on the Earth
Leaving ashes in her wake
Blood drips down from smiling scars
The grins she knows are fake
Offering forth the poisoned apple
ÒOne bite is all you need.Ó
Inspiring fear, murder and sin
Through the words she continues to feed
Pulsing with seductive beauty
Temptation beyond compare
The alluring spider in her web of lies
Just waiting to ensnare
Slipping through the shadows
Sneaking through the night
Ruining the pure of heart
And staining the snow white
Flying on wings of lust and greed
Tempting to satisfy
Drinking the poison straight from her lips
A final, fatal Lie.
Stone ColdIf you could see my heart
You’d know it’s cold as stone
If you could see my broken soul
You’d know I am alone
No longer feeling anything
Inside my shattered mind
My world is so horribly dark
The truth is lost; I’m blind
What is faith?
What is love?
Only what I don’t posses
Scarred pale face
Thick black blood
Sins I dare not confess
I’ve built a new reality
My shield from the world
Rejecting any hope or care
As my life becomes unfurled
Forever lost in blackened roads
Stuck in this empty dream
It no longer matters; I don’t care
Because all I can do is scream.
I can see the two stars glisten
Diamonds on a field of black
You can hear it if you listen
A story, which we do lack
The soft whispers of harmony
That kiss the gentle sky
A sweet, singing melody
That makes the cold moon sigh
The breath, the life, the soul
Of every living being
The quiet, the calm, the lull
As the Earth continues to sing
It speaks of death and war and pain
But birth and life as well
Everything that is and was
These invisible lips shall tell
And I lay in my shadowed mind
Shaking in wonder and fright
Yet I may rest easy, for I have this Song
To guide me through my night
I can see the two stars glisten
Diamonds in the sky
Hush now, and start to listenÑ
You can hear it if you try.
Everything Is Moving OnIt seems
No longer have time for things anymore
Can't love anyone like I did before
Work, work, work
It's all I ever manage
To get done
To carefree days
Taking naps in the Sun
Where did they go
The days of laughter and joy
Where did they run off to
Hiding, clever and coy
Perhaps that they are lost
And I won't live them anymore
But I wouldn't count on it
Because I know what I'm searching for.
And a heart to match
Bound with blackened lies
Covered in blood-red ash
Can it even be called "life"
When all your dreams are dead
The memories you so loved
You rip, you tear, you shred
You live on in your self-inflicted state
Screaming, pleading, dying
Sadness and love turns to hate
Shrieking, sobbing, crying
The perfect, nice Oasis
Your lovely Garden of Eden
The hopes, the perfection, the graces
Have turned you into a demon
Yet you blindly fail to see
The misery you create
You choose to deny
The gates of Hell that await
You fail to see
The stains your black wounds bleed
So clear, and so terrifying
Is your endless Greed.
The Hunger Games: Foxface's Story Part 2Before I returned home for the night, I decided to take a quick trip to the ruins of the Library. Even though I knew that there was little hope of finding anything of value in the charred remains, I still continued to search almost every night, praying to find any books or text that had escaped the blazing inferno of the Capitol. I was always hungry for knowledge. Even the large, thick textbooks they gave out in school did little to satisfy my appetite. They were all just filled with the lies of the Capitol, and how "The Capitol gloriously and mercifully pulled the Districts out of the ruins of chaos during the dark times." Propoganda, I believe they were called. Sugarcoating the horrid truth, making it seem as if they were trying to help us instead of beating us into submission. It disgusted me, even more so than if they had just come out with the truth. Lies and deceit. That was all the Capitol was.
It didn't take me long to reach the almost unrecognizable remnants of the old buildin
EndingYou knew that all
Was not well
When your sun dipped down
And the Darkness fell
The stars began
To turn to ash
A gaping chasm opened
Like a bleeding gash
All the pretty colors
Bleed to red
The cold wet life
The black ground bled
And we delve deep
Into the forbidden abyss
Embracing the emptiness
Of Death's cold kiss
And we cry
Of sadness and dismay
Never to see again
The golden light of day.
I think of 'you'Peering out my window, noticing, the lilac bush in full bloom.
Picking up one of the soft petals
and raising it to my nose;
the air is 'warm'
the fragrance sweet...
I think of 'you'.
The day is lazy.
Soft music comes drifting by my window
from the house down the road.
I notice the gentle hum of the queen bee
as she feeds off the flowers,
and the soothing monotony of the crickets song.
I am so 'aware' - of 'life' taking place...
I think of 'you'.
The cemetery's aglow, with bright flowers,
and fresh, young graves...
I walk, down the mental paths of my mind;
the sun, shining warmly upon my hair, and face.
The birds, ask and answer - the sweet questions
only 'they' understand; as, I walk.
And the tomb stones, look back at me
introducing themselves by name,
welcoming, my company;
'offering', perfumed fragrant gifts
as a symbol of life...
Lifting one, to my nose.
Smelling it's gentle fragrance, and touching it's soft
EnvisionIn my thoughts I'd 'hope' for you....
I wish we could have been...
I'd close my eyes and see in my mind
an ever so sweet envision.
The truth had come to me too late;
though looking back in the blue
the feelings stir, inside me again,
the beautiful ways in which I'd seen you...
I was as a mountain
peaked, with soft white snow;
til the Spring of 'you', came into my life;
then gentle waters flowed....
And went with me
through valleys and streams
of my life, I'd never seen before.
Our differing ways, just intensified
to show me more.
I learned a whole new world of 'me'
things, you already knew...
Of the sun in the sky
it's effect to warm.
You 'showed me' the sky of blue.
I learned of the birth of flowers
as they opened, to the dawn.
I knew then what it was to smile.
You taught me, and then you'd gone.
And slowly I looked about me
at everything that you 'were'.
All the beautiful things
of which, together; helped me
to paint your picture.
Then I understood - and felt the wa
Internal FireThis day will remain until the end
The time will dry and wilt
Soon the dawn will break
I will be remembering how I felt
My fragile soul will eventually shatter
And with ash I will be surrounded
From the flame that is burning within me
punishing me for what I have hounded
Sleepless nights have gotten under my skin
I am becoming thin and pale
My lips can hardly stretch for a smile
I am tired
I am frail
The sun no longer gives me warmth.
The moon cannot help me breathe.
My soul is departing,
I am ceasing to be.
Serenity's AngelI am she, Serenity...
Thou knowest not my beauty.
But if ye sought the face of the Lord
surely, I would come to thee.
My wings are bound and chained
to fly, only, unto the sincere;
whom have searched with the angels
of Patience, and Mercy; and Truth,
for the key to my seal.
I reside not, in the halls of vexation,
nor do I neighbor with wrath.
I know only the ways, of love and justice
and all they of whom, such qualities hath.
I flyest through the beginings
unto the ends of the earth; my candle
an eternal flame.
Given to me of the Lord
SEEK HIS FACE
and share my name.
Closed DoorsLeave me alone
Let me lose
Myself in the ocean
Where I will be
Let me stay
Away from the clock
Of our days.
Of the reality
Waiting for me
With a knife.
I don’t want
To leave behind
The best years
Of my life.
What I like
Fades it out.
Soon will be
Dust these words
In your memory.
Finger TipsTake my hand, and let us fly
We both know you are not shy,
Just scared of rejection
I, too, lack affection.
Though I would never use you
To fill holes no one can view.
So, are you ready yet?
Please, my dear, do not fret.
Let me take you far away
As to help you make your day.
No harm is intended
For hate here is ended.
You deserve only the best
Not because you need a rest,
Since time is drawing signs
Guiding me to your lines.
Watching the RainI have this strange feeling
in my stomach, knots are twisting
my heart is doing its revealing
but somehow I'm not existing.
I am stuck within a lonely room
listening to the drops of heavy rain
clinging to my skin is a deep gloom
happiness is not something I can feign.
Like the rain, the solitude persists
I am being left behind again and again
all I can do is tightly clench my fists
will I be forever stuck in the rain?
The sun might not break through
I need the light to grace my skin
and it will be unlike anything I knew
perhaps I might even be able to grin.
Until then, I'll watch the rain from my view
and these vicious knots will get tighter
waiting eagerly for the sun to become anew
but thank goodness I'm a fighter.
less or morea little darkness
tugging at my sleeve
trying to bring me down
and get happy to leave
a cloud eager to rain
upon my parade
a simple game
of less or more afraid
if I doubt
the things I know
my candle will
if I fear
their empty threat
I'll lose myself
to nagging regret
Saving HerSave yourself, because I can't save you.
You are drowning in your own sorrows,
Lungs burning with the need for air.
Your wrists feel numb,
inviting you to cut deeper.
You pull your hair out,
Scream into your pillow at night.
You have stomach ulcers,
Light one cigarette after another.
You look in the mirror and see the ghost you have become,
Sickly smile at yourself.
You give your body freely,
Even if you hate it.
You lift your chin high,
But let your heart drag on the ground,
Kicking stones away,
While tripping in your mind.
Falling, you laugh.
Not even bracing for impact.
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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