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Self-PityYou make me feel self-pity
You make my heart feel broken
even if you don't really mean to do it
I'm being torn up inside
I lay there in my surroundings
and at first I'm just angry
thrashing around, throwing my prized possessions everywhere
and then I go limp, letting myself melt
melt away into nothingness
melt away from the inside out
I feel like a black hole
consuming things around me (yet not getting anything at all)
you make me feel dead inside
stupid and lifeless
I begin to get bruises
from where I've thrashed my arms and legs
I don't feel it though
the pain goes numb
I've been hurt
and things seem hopeless
is everything going to get better?
I doubt it
are you really ever going to love me again?
I doubt it
I really am nothing, aren't I?
I begin to wonder then
am I a burden to you like I am to others?
maybe I really do hurt everyone around me...
I never wanted to hurt you
I never wanted to be hurt by you either
so why don't you just forget me?
leave me lying here wallowing in my own
Real PrettyReal Pretty
Just because, I'm Not like you,
Doesn't Mean, I don't matter.
Just because, I don't do what you do,
Doesn't Mean, I'm wrong.
Just because, I'm not pretty,
Like you, I deserve to be ignored?
Because of that, I get treated real shitty,
Because I'm not like you, real pretty.
But Maybe you, Don't deserve your fame,
Maybe you stepped on people to get it.
All I know is, I'm not the same,
I treat everyone, like they matter.
Just because, I hang out with a different crowd,
Because, I like my friends not yours.
Because, I'm not up on your 'cloud',
I get isolated, from all of your crowd.
Just because, I'm fine,
with who I am, right now.
Doesn't mean, I like being outshined,
I hate it, don't you see.
No real social life, no dates,
nothing at all, not even a chance.
No proving myself, or my good traits,
Which is why, I care when someone hates,
Why aren't I like you, the thought is vain,
not pretty, not happy, or smart at all.
Because no, I'm not who I want to be.
Thinking this question
InspiredIt is not that we are an unhappy people.
Just that we are blind.
We are an undiscerning, unseeing, unsighted, visionless people. We are not a whole. We are ignorant and drowning in bliss. We are not together. We are broken.
But we are beautiful.
Uncontrolled. Careless. Hectic. Creative. Imaginative. Impetuous. Inconsiderate. Thoughtless. Unthinking. Violent. Wild. Free.
We are all these things and more.
But sometimes, we are wrong.
Forgive us when we forget to live. Forget how beautiful the world is. Forget how unexplored, how uncharted, how open and wild and free. How amazing.
We are so much.
Cruel and angry. Violent and tedious. Abusive and perverse.
Happy and kind. Wild and carefree. Loving and nurturing.
We are so much.
We are human.
trigger metrigger me, baby
i'm your gun
watch me spill blood,
look for those
thin red ropes
round my wrists,
to my elbows;
how many ways
do you want to die?
in the water, baby
i'm not quite human right now
i am the june moon
in that i am too big
and too full
and too bright;
i am hunger
i am lust
i am want want want you
back in my arms
let every day be friday night
we'll turn off the lights
and fall together
like pieces of the world.
Gabriel/Reader - SeatigerIt had been ten minutes since your friends had left you alone in the apartment and you were already bored. After wiping away some non-existent dust, you were now pacing up and down the hall. The place wasn’t big, but still you had managed to be afraid of every little sound and every little movement.
After 3 months of hunting down that son of a bitch Crowley, Dean had decided it had been the right time for a short vacation trip to the beach. Sea, sand and baking people wasn’t really your idea of a relaxing weekend, but Cass wanted to see the seaside and nobody could say no to his ‘butbut-face’ and the pouting lip. Actually you and Sam could easily say no to that, but Dean ... Dean thought too much with his dick instead of his mind.
Why didn’t you like sand? That was also one of the questions that Sam had asked you while Dean had been shopping for swimming trunks with his angel. Your mind had already provided you with enough mental images of Castiel in swim
Sonadow - A pure heart ch 6The two hedgehogs were sitting on the floor in Shadows room still shocked about the note they had got.
Shadow: Please! Calm down Sonic! *hugs him closer*
Sonic: He knows that I'm here! *shaking*
Shadow: Don't worry, I will protect you!
Sonic: *Shaking badly*
Shadow: Shhhh calm down.
Sonic: I'm trying but it's not that easy.
Shadow: I know
Sonic: What do you think will happen now? *looks up on Shadow*
Shadow: I don't know
Sonic: What are we going to do?
Shadow: I don't think it's much we can do right now, just be little more careful I guess.
Shadow: Hey, let's try to get some sleep.
Shadow: Don't worry! I'll be here.
Sonic: Thank you so much Shadow! *hugs him tight*
Shadow: *blushes again* you're welcome.
Sonic: Are we supposed to sleep now?
Shadow: Huh I guess so.
Sonic: Ok. *Crawls up in Shadows big bed*
Shadow: You know, I'm glad to see that you feel comfortable.
Sonic: I'm feeling comfortable
100 WATCHERS - SURPRISE SUPERNATURAL FANFICTION!You were that girl on the bus, nothing more. Nobody knew where you were coming from and nobody knew where you were going. Always the same bus and always reading books about myths and urban legends or listening to your iPod. That’s all they could tell about you after quick glances into your direction. You never tried to communicate with others and in the winter your head was most of the time buried in the hood of your hoodie. Sometimes reading and sometimes sleeping with your face resting against the cold window of the bus. In the summer dressed in tank tops and loose t-shirts. You never wore anything else than a pair of jeans. In the winter long ones, in the summer shorts, but always jeans. And never dresses or a skirt. In autumn and spring you wore the same coat year and year over again: an old leather jacket that seemed a bit too big for a girl like you. In the summer they noticed the golden amulet dangling between your boobs and the tattoo in your neck.
When the gossip about y
Nightmares.Have you ever had a dream,
That doesn't seem to fade?
The harder that you try,
The longer it stays.
Nightmares, haunting memories,
I forgot, but just for a time.
It seems that something's gone amiss,
But it helps to make a rhyme.
My goodness, I'm grateful,
For my family.
They chase things away,
When it's all I can see.
I can't close my eyes.
I see in the dark,
I watch myself die.
Over and over,
Like a record that's broken.
Won't end when I wake,
Words that lie unspoken.
I wish it could end,
I'll do anything now.
Sometimes things are fine,
But all ends badly somehow.
I've been trying to smile,
But my fears overcome me.
I want this to end,
Let me see the sun, please.
.:Sonadow:. Roommates Ch3A few doors over, Scourge opened the door to his room and saw his roommate, watching the ceiling; his face looking as thoughtful as usual.
"Hey babe" Scourge said to his companion.
His roommate looked at Scourge, got up and gave him a hug.
"Hey Scourgy! Missed me?" Said his roommate with a smile.
Scourge gave him a kiss in the forehead. "Why wouldn't I?" He said, staring into his glowing, beautiful eyes.
His roommate giggled. "You really have a way with words."
"I just want to impress my white ball of sunshine." Scourge winked.
His roommate blushed a bit. He really like the pet name, because it really says a lot about his personality. He gave Scourge a kiss on the lips and grinned.
"What? You wont give me a longer one? Is Silver the hedgehog too scared to make out his boyfriend, ladies and gentlemen?" Scourge teased.
Silver chuckled. "Oh Scourgy, not today! You know I love you, but we can't make out all the time!"
Scourge let out a sigh. "Fine. You wear the thong in this rel
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