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Words CanWords can never be as
the colours blending together in the sky nor
the brightness in a smile.
Words can never say
Everything an action can;
the first kiss (on the cheek)
the resulting blush.
Be many things
Said in so many ways
And endless number of combinations
Stretching towards an incomprehensible infinity but
They can never be
What so many others
To Let You KnowTo everyone who can't stop themselves from caring
Who can't help but be hurt every time
They're made to feel like they're
I just wanted to let you know
If you peek out your window
And look out at the sky
Perhaps you'll realize
Somewhere out there
Is someone else doing just the same thing
Waiting for someone to notice them
For doing everything they can do
Just as you are.
Perhaps you'll find out
That under the immense sky
There's someone out there
Waiting to notice you.
But if you look out your window
And see only sky
I just wanted to let you know
It's okay to cry
And feel lost and alone,
Set adrift and apart.
You don't need to atone
For the scars on your heart
Will heal because
I just wanted to let you know
You will never be alone
If only you'd open up your window.
Do You See?Replies of 'I see'
Make up for the
"I don't understand"
You say you see
But do you really?
Can you truly comprehend
What someone else has been through
In their bad times,
In their lowest of their lows
Can you see?
Can you see
That got them through it all?
Replies of "I see"
Become second-nature because
We cannot say
How farHow far?
How far am I
allowed to peek
into that intangible thing
called your soul?
am I able to peer
into that abyss
you claim is entirely black
but that I can see
is awash with colour and light
that's a little too broken
Is there a line
Because how far I see
on how much you let me.
seen and unseenIt is that scream in the dark
It is that cry for help unheeded
It is all the lost souls sobbing
It is anger,
It is loneliness,
It is bitterness,
It is the lives we
don't want to
Painful wounds covered up
By inadequate bandages.
In concrete so thin
When it breaks
Shards embed in fragile skin
Like broken glass
Gripped by broken men, broken
It is the souls unseen
Behind smiling eyes.
It is the heart unnoticed
Behind the fallacies
The physical body made.
It is the life we
Versus the life we
As though people turn invisible
When they wear long-sleeves in summer.
As though deafness is a choice
And silent screams do not exist.
As though blindness can be willed
But something happens.
Something will always happen.
The question is
Should it happen?
It is the smiles
It is the lies.
It is the whispers
It is the cries.
It is when we while away the time
Watching what we
(not) strong enoughWhen words
Are proving themselves
Not strong enough
You can't act.
Shouting across the distances
To fall upon deaf ears.
Messages of love
Slip through fingers too numb
To hold them.
Tears fall unseen
Hidden by blank screens
Can't reach those ears
A thousand miles away
Where people can smile
Instead of cry.
Wishes, hopes, and desires
Can never be as real
As a single warm hug
Given by two very real arms
Instead of an icon.
you and IYour words
Are the memories I've
Forgotten, drowned out
In the cacophony because
I'm trying to lose
The self I never wanted
Is the melody
Of the gilded leaves'
I never wanted
The trees, the sky, the earth,
The ground which welcomed me
Back from the sky
I wanted so desperately to
Capture but knew I
The sound of car wheels
Takes over the rustle of
Tin cans and broken glass
Reminding me of the windchimes
We used to make.
Dyed red but still
The sunset to your sunrise
Perhaps that's all I
Can ever be
But in the end
That is all
I ever wanted.
ramblings on what's nextSometimes, I wonder
If we're afraid of death because
We'll be gone, or because
We'll be forgotten
Leaving behind no mark,
Just another lonely person
Trying to make loneliness
some sort of abstract beauty
infusing our words with actions
like we've made a vow to ourselves
We've promised to never keep.
Still terrified of losing ourselves
In the unknown we're clinging
to broken precipices of what we think we know
with every silver lining there's a cloud
and we're terrified to look up and see grey.
So alone in our minds, we try
to find someone to fill the void in our lives
like we know humans were never meant to be alone.
Bodies for barriers, a skin for a shield
we break it
attempting to connect the inside with the outside
like there's some sort of difference.
Staring into a mirror
memorizing the outlines of our own faces
yet wishing to match someone who is more
than what we are as though
they're somehow better, as though
they will be more unforgettable than our own meager selves.
Twinkling StarsTwinkling stars
You're nothing but pinpricks in a sky
So black you shine
Turning it midnight blue
With a light of your own making.
Revered as the sun
Wishes placed upon
Carrying burdens across light years
Do they reach you?
Do you know?
You've been named
Made into constellations
By beings you'll far outlast
The stuff of stories
Myths and legends
You shine upon our heroes
Cast your favour on our wishes
Remind us to make them come true.
Far away compass
Your light is the guide
For weary travelers
Trekking through the darkness
Praying you will forever twinkle
To dissipate the black shadows
Slowly surrounding them.
So merrily appearing in our sky
Until the sun comes to shine
And you await another night.
Forgotten Today, Gone TomorrowI saw you with another today
You both smiled and talked as I watched
And even though I was the one you invited
It seems you’re with someone else
As you both embraced I just stood and watched
Feeling a crack on my chest
And you gazed at one another
With something you had never shown me
Or even cared to
Your body seemed so warm just then
But I felt so cold
Because you were embracing someone you thought beautiful
While I was left feeling ugly and old
You caressed their face with your hands
The same hands that were so kind to me
And you slowly took their lips to yours
The same lips that said ‘I love you’ to me
This moment just never seems to end
To your pleasure
For my pain
And you ignored the one you originally had
And only gazed out to someone else instead
And as I watched this whole affair
I started to drown in my own despair
There was nothing I could do but admit to myself
That there had never been any hope for you and me
Because you looked at someone else today
Another Informal Case StudyWhite male. Approximately nineteen years old
with two pierced ears and Maverick brand cigarettes.
He rocked forward whenever he spoke,
drawing shadows under his cheeks
and other bones.
A ship inked on his left shoulder,
fingers spread like sails, he stilled abruptly.
His pupils were dilated and he smiled at the table.
"Everything's a fraud,
or at least an act of narcissism.
You need a certain degree of sociopathy
to maintain success, so anyone in this system,
home owners and schoolteachers, who cooperate
and flourish deserve to suffer."
PoetryAll the words I cannot say,
Even though I'm not mute,
All the tears and fears I cry and hide,
everything I keep inside all comes out with one thing in mind,
A Gods DebtSutured together by artists,
hallowed out, & spit back up,
( you are afraid. )
Hooks longing for her ribcage embrace;
god-hands that can't seem to keep to themselves
grapple the gargoyle exterior of her deflowered frame.
( spread your legs. )
Red-inked and trembling,
prosetry masked as screams
knots into her anatomy.
She Doesn't KnowShe doesnt know
How lovely she is,
How a radiance
And a passion for life
Shimmer about her
And infect all those
Who are lucky enough to be around her.
She doesnt know
What a brilliant mind
And remarkable ideas
Grin beneath her shy façade
And wait for the world to discover them.
She doesnt know
How she has changed me,
How her smile,
Have attached themselves to me
And I will never shake them off.
She doesnt know.
A Bottle Of AlcoholOnce again, laying on the floor,
I can barely move,
But I'm still holding on,
I keep it tight in my hand-
A bottle of alcohol
My sight is blurred,
A strange beat I hear in my head,
I think I'm feeling great,
Because in fact I can't feel nothing at all,
I've let myself fall,
Drown my thoughts in a bottle of alcohol
I thought it will help me,
Maybe it will set me free,
Erase my mind, get a new start,
Delete the memory of you from my heart,
Help me move on-
A bottle of alcohol
I pull out the phone,
I'll make a try one more,
But all I hear is the robotic, impersonal voice,
" .please try again later", she said, just as before.
All is in vain, the "later" turned to never.
So I'll take another shot,
It can't harm me anymore now,
You already burned me on the inside,
Maybe soon I'll die,
My indifference about that is something I can't hide,
You already killed my soul,
But maybe will take its place-
A bottle of alcohol.
Long ago I gave up the fight,
Because I've lost you,
AfraidHave you ever been afraid of yourself?
It's the worst feeling there is
because no matter what you do,
no matter what you try,
you can never escape it
because you're trapped inside yourself,
terrified of what could happen next,
afraid of who you could hurt,
afraid of what you might do.
In dreams, thoughts are only amplified.
In wakefulness, horrors become real.
You tell yourself it cant be real,
tell yourself its not who you truly are.
But it is.
And nothing can change it.
Nervous MovementYou're a dime a dozen in a sea of billions.
Individuality has no significance in numbers so vast.
And while this fact makes looking forward hard
we can't keep living in the past.
You're a nervous movement in a freeze frame scene.
Steady hands won't help hold up such a fragile act.
And while you take your time keeping character
you fake what you can't take back.
With nothing more than a thought we form our actions
and this is where we extinguish the lie they tried to invent.
The lie that we painted our lives without passion
well conclusions are useless with no attempt to commence.
You're a song I can't name stuck in my head.
I've listened to you before and probably will again.
And while I can hum the melody all day long waiting
for it to hit me I still won't know where you've been.
You're a gust that has never changed direction.
Nothing can touch you you're only felt as you brush skin.
And while you can't be stopped nothing lasts
nothing escapes time not even the wind.
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