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The Tragedy That FollowsI drink and smoke and wreck my car,
Looking for the tragedy that follows,
But through what cruel joke do I remain?
It all started with a question.
“Why do you love me?”
“Why does an infant love his mother?
Why does the Earth love the Sun?
Why does anyone love anything?
It just feels right.
It’s not forced,
It’s supposed to be there.
That is why I love you”
Is how I answered.
You seemed so wonderfully happy after that,
I never thought to look behind your smile,
But with every smile,
You were closer to the tragedy that followed.
Soon, you were gone,
You said it was better,
You said you would be happy,
You said I would be fine,
But I am not.
I remember staring at your coffin,
With loving memory,
Just readying myself for the tragedy to follow.
I tried and tried,
But yet still live,
How cruel of God to keep me here,
To keep me here to suffer.
I wish to see you again,
But my tragedy will not go through,
I hope he will let me go soon,
NailsStarted as a one night stand,
A quick fuck,
Then, part ways.
But I’m hooked on her like heroine.
The feel of her lips on mine,
Your tits on my chest,
Your breath on my neck,
And your nails marking my back.
O what I wouldn’t give for more
More of your sweet taste,
More of your addicting touch
I’d give anything to be with you again.
Anything to feel myself inside you again
O, I wish you to be my whore
Lie in bed with you all day,
In an embrace of sweat and passion,
Have your nails dig into my back,
Your nails dig into the headboard,
Your lips to suck my breath,
Your hands to play with my hair,
And your body to tease me.
More I beg
Never let it end.
Alas, you are gone,
In a mere casual encounter,
And a memory.
In Loving MemoryAs I watch you lie in your box,
Tears stream down my face,
And through cigarette's haze
And alcohol's delirium,
I will be right next to you soon enough.
When we meet again posthumously,
Do not despair that I have left life
For I was already slipping,
And all I needed was a push.
Now, at the bottom of the spiral,
I can begin a new life,
An eternal life,
A life with you
Which is all I ever wanted in life.
I did what I did in a hope to bring feeling to the numbness,
Happiness to the sorrow,
Comfort to the pain.
I did what I did in loving memory.
A loving memory of you.
So, my sweet,
I await the day when we meet again.
We will meet in the sempiternal,
Then, with you by my side,
We may enjoy life after death
In loving memory of death after life.
Please Come BackI never even dreamt of the day where seeing your name brings tears.
Never had I thought that you’d be but a memory.
But through cigarette’s haze and alcohol’s comfort,
Ponder about a time when things were good.
A time of you and I
Why did you have to let it pass?
Why couldn’t you have let us be?
It appears, though,
That you are as fleeting as the happiness surrounding
With you gone,
I’ve nothing to strive for
Nothing to care for
Nothing to live for
The fact that I am holding on,
Is merely in the hopes that you come back
Back to me,
You do not waver,
At least you are happy,
And that is enough to stop the death
I love you.
And your happiness is what matters to me
I am just sorry
Sorry it wasn’t me who made you happy
Here I am again,
Staring at your name,
With tears running down my face
As your memory fades
Fades into my pain
At least you’re happy though,
So, I can die happy
Happily (N)Ever AfterO Anguish,
My only friend,
Why is it that we meet so frequently?
With every cigarette I plague my lungs,
To the scars that my blade causes,
To the deterioration of my positive thoughts
You are always there.
You never let me even play with Joy,
You feel as though I would leave you.
But who wouldn’t?
Though you are always there for me,
I would give anything to spend my days with Joy
She would let my breathe purify,
Let my scars heal,
And make my thoughts bright
I have you,
And only you.
My sweet friend,
My sweet lover,
Will you not take me unto your world?
Your world of the sleeping
Your world of the peaceful
My world is all pain,
And the best medication,
Is to end my world
‘Happily Ever After’
It’ll be ‘Happily Never After’ in the end
An end of all to my world,
O how it sounds so sweet on my tongue
My JulietI see you standing,
With all of your grandeur
You and I share moments together
O such wonderful moments
But that is all they are
With every kiss that I place upon your lips
I feel enlightened
I feel jubilant
I feel in love
With every single kiss
Each more amazing than the last
All I wish to do is make you mine
All I wish is for you to make me yours
I am your Romeo,
Who would give his life for you
I would take all the world would give
And never discard you
All of this started with a kiss
I single kiss that lead into a longer one
Please, my Juliet,
Come and let me be your Romeo
Let me be with you until our deaths
Give me that, my love
By a Single ThreadMy sweet Amber, there are many women in the world, but none are as beautiful or as wonderful. You are in every world I have been to and we fall in love in every world only to be ripped away from each other again and again. You don’t understand how awful it is for me that every time we meet, that I am already infatuated and you, oh sweet, sweet you, are just at the beginning. I do not know why it is that I am thrown from world to world, but it always seems to bring me to you, as if all of time and space intended for us to meet and fall for each other. Which begs the question, is this just some cruel game the universe is trying to play? Why must he torture me so, for even though I feel alive with you, I fall into loneliness and die when you are torn from me? Oh, sweet Amber, I just wish that for once we could fall for each other and remain together without me being pulled away, but that day will never come. I am doomed to be thrown into and
Prey for Sweet Death (A New Mourning)Prey for sweet death
And hope for the mourning
I will kneel before God
Once a bullet is in my brain
Everything comes and goes
In a rush of emotions
A rush of love
A rush of hate
A rush of sorrow
The mourning seems so distant
And it is not coming soon enough
I prey for a death so sweet
And hope to see the mourning
And take it in strides
Now the mourning has come
And the night has gone
I kneel before your God
And prey for a death so sweet
Wishing to see the mourning
The Most Important PersonYou tell me that you are unimportant
You told me that you weren’t special
Oh, how wrong you were
You are by far the most important person in my life
I love you with all of my heart and mind
And I would do anything to prove it to you
You always say you want to kill yourself
But I won’t let you
If you jump,
I’ll catch you
If you hang,
I will hold you up
If you cut,
I’ll have you do it to me instead of you
You ask me why I am so nice,
But I’m not being nice
I truly mean what I say.
Still you say you are nobody
That you are nothing
Never has my day been turned around thanks to nobody
Never have I woken up with a smile on my face for nothing
You are somebody
You are something
And not just anything,
But my everything
You hold yourself in the dark
Walking in everybody’s shadow
It’s time to step into the light
With somebody who loves you
I love you.
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