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They shoutThey shout, we are human
They shout, we are people too
They shout, we love just the same as you
They shout, we aren't an accident
They shout, we belong in this world just as much as you
They shout, but are never heard
They shout, even though some never speak a word
They shout, and speak the truth
They shout, for me and you.
MirrorEvery time I look in the mirror,
I see a different me.
Sometimes I think I look decent,
Others I'm just horrendous.
I try to see the Beauty that he sees,
And sometimes I think I see her.
But then I blink,
And all I see is this horrible blob of fat.
I just want to be normal again.
To be able to look in the mirror and not be afraid of what I see staring back at me.
Doesn't KnowI don't think he knows how deep his words cut.
Like shards of glass shooting though my heart.
My heart pumps them through my body,
The glass slowly melts in my veins,
And spills from my eyes as salty rain.
Japanese Love SongI can no longer fall in love
Anymore, in this way.
It is too difficult to tame
To understand, you
Reminded of a evening summer breeze
Warm and fleeting
We were meant to stay the same
Through all the seasons
Even when the snow covered the ground
And loneliness burned my cheeks with shame
Because understanding was different from saying,
"I am no longer able to fall in love, with you, this way."
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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