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confessionsI know you and I both hate the concept
and this is not a love letter
upon giving this to you, I will
vomit in eternal embarrassment
and regret giving it to you for the rest of my life, but
I have to do it.
You hate me.
To your knowledge,
I hate you back.
You are selfish and
You make assumptions about me
based only on the information
you gleam from my conversations
in the classroom
and you make it clear that you have
no intentions of correcting them
You are infuriating.
I don't love you
because this is not a love letter
But I like you.
You are beautiful,
with your short,
that distract from your intelligence.
You are a galaxy of
black night hair
twinkling star eyes
pale moon skin
and a bunch of other
bad space imagery to
simply fucking gorgeous
And your face
with a contemptuous sneer that is
always for me
just pulls me in.
But I don't
I Pledge AllegianceI pledge allegiance,
to the flag,
of the United States of America,
and to the Republic,
for which it stands,
under a religion not solely represented by all members of its citizenship, a grave
misconception that should be removed from this pledge, and changed to
accompany the fact that America is made of many different religions,
indivisible, unless it comes to controversial issues such as abortion or gun
control, gay marriage or the death penalty, and divided in two by liberal, open
minded people and conservatives,
with liberty and justice for all, unless of course you're Muslim or homosexual, in
which case you will be subject to much persecution, ridicule, and bias from the
legal system, which goes against the very Constitution this country is
supposedly spawned from.
Lies My Friends Told MeI've been blind for so long that I believed darkness to be light
I see now
I've been deaf for so long that I believed silence to be sound
I hear now
I've been oblivious for so long that I believed ignorance to be knowledge
I know now
I've been mute for so long that I believed not speaking up to be speaking my mind
I will be silent no more
I've been inactive for so long that I believed inaction to be moving forward
I will hesitate no more
I've been ignored for so long that I believed inattention to be friendship
I will not be stepped on
I have been bathed in lies for so long that I assumed they were truth
That ends now
I will speak
I will act
I will not be ignored
If you wish to be my friend, you will need to accept these facts.
If you cannot, then get ou
Love's Expiration DateShelf life is defined as, "the length of time a particular product is given before it is deemed unsuitable for one to consume or use." As usual I took this concept a little further and applied it to relationships. Because, according to The Beatles and Hallmark, all we need is love.
Or is there more?
I'd definitely say my life is saturated with much more than just love itself. I double dip in an array of adjectives and nouns as I please. It's not that I'm a complete cynic; it's just that I haven't had the "aha!" moment yet. In the romantic sense that is. I have some of the greatest platonic supports in my life. Giant pillars be damned. What is love for? I enjoy the idea of feeling warm and safe, but if that was it then we'd all own Snuggies. So what's the kicker here? Is this instinct primal or something bigger?
At eighteen years young I have accepted the fact that I don't know all the answers. My crossword puzzles always have gaping holes, and my mind is a nice reflection of them. I th
SleepConsciousness is tired. It has been a long day.
He is thankful for his final coffee break, even if caffeine isn't what he wants right now.
Draining a glass of milk he glances at the clock,
Not much more work will get done today. May as well call it a night.
Haphazardly he bundles the remaining sheaves
Of scattered thoughts into drawers and filing cabinets;
He performs the usual closing time routine.
A quick brush of the white paving stones outside,
A wipe of the facade.
He closes and lashes the shutters
He shuts down the terminals
And turns off the light.
Only then does the subconscious emerge.
Lighting a candle,
He opens in its flickering light his briefcase
And releases the dreams.
Perfection Personified"Do this!"
"Don't let me down!"
"Give me a smile!"
"I don't want you to frown!"
"Be who i think you should be!"
"Don't tell me how you feel!"
"You're just here to be who i want you to be!"
"Your feelings? they're not real!"
Lonely Wolf"Lonely Wolf"
Like a pack of wolves stalking their prey it follows me every day.
Feeding off my fear and loathing.
Hungry for my failure.
It curls its tongue around its sharp teeth in anticipation.
Never seen but always in the corner of my eye.
When I glance behind it sneaks in front and pounces.
I ask myself,
The perfect predator or easy prey?
It is the curse of man to have such large blind spots.
As a wolf will surely go hungry without his pack,
A man will die from social starvation if alone.
Demon dogs hunt me relentlessly throughout the night.
They are my inner darkness.
I am just a man incapable of seeing the whole picture.
Someone needs to watch my back,
And in return I'll do the same.
I'll help you conquer that wolf of loneliness deep inside your brain.
The Mind, A Fascinating ThingI've always been fascinated with how the mind works. It's a complex organ, but I had vowed to unravel its mysteries. That was one of the reasons I became a doctor.
Now when I told my parents this, they were proud. I had always been an awkward child. I'd go about my days locked up in my room, spending time with my friends. And by friends I mean my toys.
Human interaction was not necessary for me. I had noticed at an early age that humans were for, a lack of a better word, faulty. They cared too much for themselves, but toys were my friends. They would listen to me. And when I received words of criticism from my parents, their silence was just what I needed.
So, when I said I would be a doctor, they were ecstatic. Their only son would have a respectable job in the human society. Well that was half true. Yes, I wanted to be a doctor, and yes, it was a job in the human society. However, when they realized what kind of doctor I wanted to be, well, let's just say they didn't deem that sort o
Worth Livin'It's the simplicity of life that is compelling
Then there's the complexity which makes it overwhelming
It's the love which makes our lives worth living
But then there is the pain that makes our soul go dying
But that's life right?
Ain't nothing in this world without an opposite
There isn't love without a little drop of hate in it
There isn't peace without a little hint of war with it
But it's the opposites that make our life more intrestin'
It's that rule which makes are lives worth livin' in
'Cause that's life
A winding road, with a right and wrong
You'll make mistakes, but you followed the beat of your drum
There may be pain, but you'll realize when all is done
It's the complexity in the simplicity that makes life
Ain't nothing wrong with a little pain
'Cause that's what they say, no pain no gain
There's nothing wrong with a little hate
'Cause when there is hate, love surely awaits
Life may be a struggle, it's not always simple, but can't you see
It's when the oppo
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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