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Gift of MusicMusic is in my blood,
poetry is in my soul.
Without them, I wouldn't be as whole.
Music can bring out emotion in me,
moving me like the waves of the sea.
Moving my soul as well as my body.
I can hear it echo within me.
Calling me to another realm,
bringing me into my own world.
Music is a gift I have within me.
A nitemare lives inside my head.
It tears at my heart
as it tries to tear me apart.
Desperately I search for answers,
desperately I seek serenity within.
happiness and to be complete within.
It's a never ending cycle thus far,
a war I fight
and the opponent will not win.
Twist and TurnInspired by heartache hell I've been thru
What can you do,what can you say to help me keep the big sadness away?
Will you tell me you love me,fill me with lies
leave me to wonder what is behind your disguise,
Make me happy,
make me sad,
then happy again until I go mad.
turn me inside....OUT!
No,I don't want that baby.
I don't need shit like that anymore.
no room for that in my life.
and my heart well,it's been there,been there,and done that before.
Untitled PoemI miss you,yet I don't wanna say those words to you then push you away.
I'm dying for you to hold me,
I long for your caress.
To kiss your lips then work my way down slowly to your chest.
I dont know if you want me,
dont know if its real
but I know that your kiss is what I want to feel.
Currently has no name
Wanting to abolish this anger,this pain.
Wanting,needing happiness to remain.
This hurt and anger fills my core.
In it's path,I feel love no more.
Only sorrow,only pain
it is where my soul remains.
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
My School Says I'm Worthless (sort of a rant)I'm a criminal because my values aren't their values
And I'm scum to say the least
Because I'm not on their list
Ones who have their lives set out
And drink from molten glory raining down from
School top balconies...
And I have myself left to blame for all the non-attempts
And truancies; the bleak distractions
That help me escape the inviolable test-score stares
Of disapproval that I attract from their
And they're forced to ask me 'Why?
Why are you still here?'
And I can barely say
That I'm afraid to leave.
That I know that no-one knows
Or what they want to be
But unlike those
I gave up
A while ago
And they can't tell me to my face that I'm a failure so they heavily imply
That my lacking presence
And even less impressive
Tendency for slacking off is evidence
That I am stupid and a fool and nothing more than such a waste of resources
And it's a disappointment
That I don't hold their ideals
VesselYour heart is a compass.
Broken, perhaps, but I know
It’s always searching for the North Star.
Which way will your beard point tonight?
DanielYou are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium
that does not make you the lesser -
You’ve got the weight of the world
on one shoulder
sometimes you trip because of it -
you’re still walking
and if things fused wrong
post or anterior
and if things fused out in the interior
your circuits live on
and if your thoughts get circular
or so do your moods
and your mind blanks and you forget -
you’re nervous but strong -
then I’ll remind you.
Because you give me
the backbone required
you’re my Atlas, so I lift my head,
you’re my axis, so I can face the future
because you are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium.
You’re my inner strength.
FallingFailure after failure
A life not worth living
Lost in my misery
Long gone are the good moments
I keep falling
Nothing can save me now
Gone my hopes are
Because He'sHe’s listening
Millions of them.
A flash of red
And a navy hat
No warning – now motionless
With skin turned to shadows.
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