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People obsess with shoes,
Their styles, their differences,
Never do they really look,
Never do they really see.
I look around and there they are,
They go with everything,
No matter where we are.
Chilling in a dress, or some super shorts,
With my jeans, skirts or anything in between.
They scream at me as if they have a voice,
That logo looking so sweet, the shape of a star.
I try them on and I am happy,
They are comfy and cozy,
They look like me.
Converse, oh how you have been there,
Through the mud and the muck,
The one true friend, a girl could have,
You're my diamond, my chuck love.
UnconditionalA mother's love is unconditional,
Even if she can't keep them,
She thinks about him all the time,
And all the "what if's".
After every visit she cries to her friends,
Their hugs and love always ascends.
She wonders if she could,
But knows that she shouldn't.
And thanks the amazing family that would.
Her oldest loves and plays with her,
And she asks if she was wrong,
To take away a brother,
He hasn't seen in so long.
But love is unconditional,
Even if visits are brief.
She knows it's the best thing.
And shallows all the grief.
armywife pt 2You're on your way home,
But already out the door,
Their sending you away again,
And it's a stab in my heart.
I have missed you so much,
And cried more then I should.
You're away from me again,
Before our life even starts.
But that's the payment,
For loving you.
Because its never going to get easy,
My pain flies off the charts.
Being an Army wife is never fun,
But what must be done, must be done.
Light unfinishedAs I wade through the darkness, you're light is uninspiring. Not reassuring, and only damnation can lie ahead if I continue your path.
You're promises of attraction are an unjust cause and as I fall for it, I realize that it is all a lie. I realize what has happened, and what I have done, and I curse you're name.
The fire burns inside, both good and bad, as your image enters my mind. Its love, but I resent it. Its hate, but I try and deny it.
ComplicationsWhy do I think of you,
Cry for you,
Die for you,
sigh for you.
Why do I lie to myself,
Wish for you,
Miss only you,
See just for you.
You can into my life and
I don't understand,
I can't comprehend,
I'm completely unhinged.
I just want to be with you,
Love for you,
Hug on you,
Kiss with you.
But my thoughts go unspoken,
it only complicates.
HeartacheHow much more can I stand,
My heart rips strand by strand.
I don't know what to do.
This feeling isn't even new.
The pressure won't go down.
Now I have to do everything alone.
I try to cry without a sound,
No, not even a moan.
Is crazy the right word
As my eyes become blurred,
I just don't know what to do,
I really need you.
Frustration isn't the word
Maybe it could be crazy?
But still I try to be unheard
My mind and heart is hazy.
Life has become to hard,
And my own is so charred.
The only light is soon to be gone,
Not to return with the dawn.
All aloneAs I lay awake and know you're not here,
I think of the future and how it's oh so near.
Your all I see around me,
And your everything I see.
All I can do is wait for you to come home,
But just for now I'm all alone.
Baby you're my everything,
You can even make my heart sing.
I dream for you,
I scream for you.
In everything I do.
I listen to our song,
And all I do is long.
My heart will break,
All it does is ache.
You drive me crazy,
By just a thought so lazy.
It makes my heart leap,
So badly that I can't sleep.
I wait for you to come home,
But for now I'm so alone.
just a dreamAs you sleep,
A light touch on your leg,
You think it's a dream,
Snuggle up close,
He touches you arms
And kisses your shoulders
You think it's a dream,
Not realizing the truth,
And when you awake,
You hold him close.
You think it's a dream
He stayed because you're his bestfriend
But something more happened.
An unexpected end.
You think it's a dream
Sweet realizing love,
Moves between you two,
Not realizing why this happened
Or even what more to do.
You think it's a dream
Because while you made love
You cant help but smile
And be glad it was him
UsedWhen I think of my life,
I can't help but smile.
I've been given so much.
But if you look closer,
You can start to see,
The big things I've been given,
Are simply outnumbered.
I give so much,
Not even thinking twice,
Just to try my hardest ,
To make them happy.
I give and give
And hardly take,
But still it seems
That it is never enough.
No matter how I try
Someone seems to get hurt,
The few times I take,
People always end in a cry.
Never truly forgiven
For some of these things,
So I end up crying myself to sleep
Thinking of the used and of using.
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
to the girl i lose my words aroundi have been meaning to tell you for years:
i think you’re beautiful. i have
seen nothing on earth that holds a candle
to the ocean you carry inside your body.
it spills over your edges sometimes, like
a rain shower around you, blurring your penciled-in
lines until there is nothing left of you but your natural
cliffs, valleys, and deserts.
i like that.
i have never met someone who is, somehow,
a sea and a storm at the same time.
maybe i never will again.
maybe you are the only one
who gathers clouds on her forehead
like a promise, or feels the push and pull of the tide
with her every step.
you are beautiful, honestly.
you are honest, beautifully.
it is in the way you talk, the way you hold ice
on your tongue but forget to use it—
you always forget to use it, i don’t think
you know how.
to be truthful, i’m afraid of your smile
and how it breaks over me, how it pulls
me like a whirlpool down, how it pushes me
like a current back to the surface. i’m afraid of
DifferentDifferent on the outside,
Different mask you see daily,
Different girl you call ‘Hailey’
To my surprise
Your ears are distracted,
So I tell lies, looking into your eyes,
“Yea I’m fine. Simply tired”
For that response my brain is wired.
Different mouth you hear speaking,
Different voice you hear screaming
Different eyes you see pleading,
Different person you’d befriended
I’m sorry this is how it’s ended.
under controlThe thought protrude into my mind.
I can't stop thinking about it,
I can't stop dreaming about it.
I see it everywhere.
It's driven in my mind.
It's engraved into the walls.
My mind wills it away,
But my heart just brings it back.
I'm going insane here,
And I don't understand.
You're always there,
The thoughts repeated,
And three words come to mind.
I cry it away,
And sigh through the day.
Because I know its true.
And I never truly knew.
But I love you,
And I'm no longer in control.
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