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Attention Seeker"Attention seeker."
As I slide the knife across my tongue
The poison resting in my lungs
Fighting till the war's been won
But you're right, this is all done for fun.
The rope around my neck as I pull it tight
The struggles I face as I die to fight
And slowly, I fade off into a dark night...
Goodbye, smiles, goodbye, light...
Dying, breaking, losing sight
Of all that's proper, all that's bright
With all my strength and all my might..
I mean, I do this for attention.. right?
I want to be....I want to be one of those girls
The ones with the three inch gap between their thighs and the stick thin legs.
One of those teenagers
Who you see in the street with their arms all sliced up.
One of those children
Who don't have to count everything.
One of those kids
Who have a boyfriend and are never alone.
One of those students
Who has loads of friends.
One of those people
Who can be just 'Fine'.
But I want to be Normal.
I want to be able to eat.
I want to be able to not cut.
I want to be able to just relax.
I want to be able to not be alone.
I want to be able to make friends.
I want to be just fine.
A Minute A DayIf you take just one minute
That is three hundred and sixty five minutes a year.
That's a little more
Than six hours a year.
Six more hours
I could've spent
Talking to you
Letting you know
Just how much you meant.
One minute a day.
I promise you,
In memory of you,
Because of you,
I will spend
At least one miute a day
Reminding people how much I love them.
You always did that for me.
I wish I had remembered to take
One minute each day
To talk to you.
Or just talked to you
For one minute longer.
That's six hours I'll never get back.
I'll make sure to make
The rest of my six hours
Bruised, Confused LoveHer love for him was like a forbidden dream,
locked away inside her own heart.
Her heart was nothing more than a bruised body part,
damaged by the re-occurring past.
Her past lost in a darkness that never ends,
forever alone and forever afraid.
* * *
It was like love hated her, and hate loved her.
She thought she would win in her eternal war,
win against the demon inside that cursed her forever.
But she succumbed to that red liquid that flowed through human veins,
her half human veins
Ending a humanity she thought she had,
a normal life she had,
the love she thought would last.
But her first love,
her one love,
thrust the dagger of betrayal in her heart.
into a heartless being.
Suffering in silence,
while love decides to torture her again and again.
Until one day her hell became her heaven.
And one sweet,
sweet soul became her true way back to her sanity.
Where love flourished and thrived within.
Bringing upon a challenge about h
GoodbyeLike the beautiful being you are,
you kiss my lips,
and tell me you love me.
You hold my hand and tell me to hold on-
to stay alive.
You cry and say you cant live without me-
you would die without me.
Your arms engulf me in the most warming embrace.
that you would never have to let me go.
But me life still slips away,
ever so slowly-
letting me get my last glimpse of your face,
And as you realize that i am gone,
your tears touch my face,
and your heart breaks over my death.
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